Wow feels weird to finally tell this! So everyone knows this wont be focusing on Wilson so don't worry if your uncomfortable with the subject of cutting. This will be focusing on House and what he goes through. Just so we get that cleared up! Reviews please I want to know what people think about it please, please, please!!!
It had already gone around the hospital that Wilson had been caught cutting. That's right everyone knew except…House. It had only been a few hours since Cuddy found him but gossip spreads fast in a place like this.
So House was on his way in to work. His leg hurt more than it had so he was already pretty grumpy. He was limping in the hospital, but there was something off, no sign of Cuddy or Wilson. He went to the elevator thinking that they would be upstairs. He got up there headed in the direction of Wilson's office, no one there lights off and the door was locked. New idea they're in his office with a very deep in thought look he entered his office only to find on one there. He took off his jacket and entered the conference room. To find two employees waiting there, again odd where was Cameron.
"What's going on today?" House asked referring to not being able to find Wilson, Cuddy and Cameron.
"So I guess you know." Foreman said referring to Wilson's problem.
"No, I don't or else I wouldn't be asking. Now would I genius." Foreman didn't know how to respond to that so Chase took over.
"Oh we assumed you knew."
"About what?"
"Well Cuddy found scars up and down Wilson's arms…Self inflicted" House was stunned. His best friend and he wouldn't even say anything like this to him. He knew that they were serious. He didn't know what to do or say so he left. He went into his office like nothing was wrong and played his game boy like a normal day. That's when the phone rang. He answered.
"House my office now!" He knew it was Cuddy he didn't need to ask. She hung up, so did he. He sat there for a couple minutes. That anxiety feeling pumping through his body. Finally he worked up the courage to go down there he knew that it wasn't good, he just didn't know what it was about.
He arrived in her office Wilson was sitting in one of the chairs opposite of her desk.
"Nice of you to finally join us." she said sarcastically Wilson said nothing, House said nothing.
"House"
"Yes"
"I have a question" House's heart was pounding in his ears. "What do you like about your friend Dr. Wilson?" That was it, he thought that he was going to get a tongue lashing. But how would he answer? What did he like about Wilson? Was it he always had food when House was hungry? Why was Wilson his friend?