"You trying to hide something? You insecure about something…insecure about me?" He asked curiously.
Cameron knew House was close to figuring it out, she didn't want to do any more of this, she put her arms down and lowered her voice. "No, leave"
House watched her very closely, reading her silently. He lowered his eye brows curiously and almost smirked. "You've been locked in your apartment for 3 days and haven't showered or moved…what's going on?" He asked.
Fess Up
"House..for the 3rd and final time, there's nothing wrong" Cameron said, utterly un-amused with him
House shrugged "Then why be so defensive"
"Why be so nosy?" She spat back at him "You don't even care, you just want that twisted curiosity spot in your brain to be filled. You know something's up and I'm not telling you, its driving you crazy" She added
House tapped his cane on the ground and flicked the TV off "If I didn't care, I don't think I would have hopped on my bike, road here, and walked up 3, deadly annoying, flights of stairs" He said in a simple, but low quiet tone
"That was your choice, you didn't have to" Cameron said as she sat down slowly, in the chair across from her couch that he was plopped on and held her hands together on her lap . "You needed your answer"
"Despite what your young naïve mind tells you...yes I wanted my answer...only because" House paused and looked away slightly. "I cared about what the answer was.." He mumbled.
"That part of your plan, soften yourself up so I'll tell you?"
House shot a look up at her "Why the hell are you being so defensive? I've asked a simple question and you've done nothing but throw out sarcastic comments" House stated.
"Sounds a lot like you doesn't it and- -" Cameron's sentence was cut off by House.
"Would you just shut up already!" House said angrily
Cameron's eyes immediately shuttered with fear, and she flinched slightly when he yelled and she said nothing.
As soon as she did this, House instantaneously took notice and studied her every move, his eyes completely focused on her. It was becoming more and clearer to him.
"What's wrong with you" He asked is a gentle tone, trying to pull it out of her. "Fess up"
"I'm..fine..it's nothing, it's over..and not important" Cameron said very softly, avoiding direct eye contact with House.
House starts putting together all the pieces..locking herself in her House, not showering, hardly eating, defensive, skittish and frightened, and the way she's changed small things about herself. "Show me your bruises" House said very slowly and almost in a soft tone.
"I wasn't a fight" She started to say, slowly. And House made direct eye contact with her, listening closely. "I wasn't beaten up" She continued, softly
House nodded very slowly, encouraging her to continue
Cameron folded her bottom in lip and tried to stop the few tears from welling in her eyes. She hadn't told anyone what she was about to tell him, not even herself. It was the hardest thing for her to say, but part of her trusted House. "I was..raped" She whispered slowly, looking away from him, she hated looking as vulenerable as she felt.
House watched her more deeply and carefully than he had ever before. Every one of those 3 words that rolled off her tongue hit him like a bullet. "Why her? She doesn't deserve it" His mind told him. He didn't know what to say, this wasn't easy for him, it wasn't easy for anyone. But she wasn't a patient or some stranger..this was Cameron. He nodded slowly and looked away from her softly, he wanted to keep contact, but he could see the vulnerability in her eyes, and he hated seeing her like that.
"When did this happen" He asked in a quiet slow voice, careful of what he says to her.
"You don't really want to hear" She said softly
"I wouldn't have asked then" He said back in a low gentle tone
Cameron sighed gently. "3 days ago" She said softly.
House nodded and watched her again. "In the shower" He almost stated rather than asked
Cameron nodded and wiped her eye from the oncoming tear she felt and turned her face away slightly.
"That's why you haven't showered in 3 days" He looked up at her softly and pause "You needa see someone about this"
Cameron swallowed and stood. "I think you should leave now House, you have your answer"
House studied immensely, more than he had ever before, just knowing that some asshole impaired her beautiful body. "No..you need to talk" He said firmly, but gentle
"It's the last thing I want to talk about" She stated
"Exactly" House said looking in her eyes "If you don't, its going to get worse"
"I don't want to go see some psychologist that is going to do nothing but make me talk about it, relive it, and lecture me with information that I already know" Cameron quipped
House shrugged "Fine. Talk to me then"
"Since when do you listen to people's problems, Dr Phil?" She asked, adding her own humor
"I am far from Dr Phil" House grinned softly "I still have my hair"
Cameron rolled her eyes but couldn't help smiling just a smudge
House grinned watching her smile then frowned softly and looked away from her, almost embarrassed to say it "Besides...you're a different kind of people"
"What's that suppose to mean?" Cameron asked wittedly
"I'll tell you when you're older" House joked and motioned with his cane for Cameron to sit back down again. "Your hurt Cameron, your damaged, more than before"
Cameron watched as House spoke, not knowing where'd take this, or how far he'd take this.
"You feel vulnerable and completely shut out from the world. Like a part of it as been taking from you, and it's never coming back. You're bound to be miserably hurt and ruined for the rest of your life, nothing will change it" House said in a low tone, avoiding eye contact as she had done before.
Cameron watched him the whole time in amazement. Her eyes were soft and completely focused on him, it was like the whole world stopped when he spoke, He knew exactly what to say, and how she felt. It was impossible, how could he ever know. "What happened to you House" She asked softly and cautiously.
"This is about you, not me" He said almost shyly.
"The only way you would know all of that is if you been through something similar to it" Cameron spoke confidently but soft as she sat back down. "I told you House, now it's your turn"
House thought for a long, long while, what seemed to be ages. He tapped his cane quietly on the ground, looking away from her. He sighed deeply and looked down. "My father" He started, quietly and low. "Hated me, he was an asshole. I was abused by him daily for simple things. Not getting that extra goal in lacrosse games, forgetting to turn the TV off before bed, and faking sick. Unlike other kids who would get grounded, I would get a beating or an ice bath, or getting sent to sleep with an empty stomach. He was my dad..and he was the biggest bastard I knew" House said, more ashamed than ever. He stood slowly and limped over to get his coat.
Cameron stood immediately and walked over to him, blocking him from the door. "Don't go" She whispered. House looked deep into her eyes, trying to find that bit of humanity that he always discovered in her grey blue eyes. "I'm sorry for asking" She apologized softly.
"Don't be" He said back in a low tone. "You had to find out sooner or later"
"I don't want you to leave…I mean not just yet" She added. "I want to talk..just talk"
House watched her, her eyes were desperate for communication with him. He already told her his deepest secret, he had nothing else to lose. He dropped his coat back down and returned to the couch, plopping down. Cameron returned as well, sitting across from him, studying him.
"Don't treat me differently because that happened to me" House said firmly
"Same to you" Cameron quipped.
House looked up at her, he wanted to get off the topic of himself.
"You need to shower, you look like crap" House lied to himself, she looked gorgeous, more natural than ever.
"I..can't" Cameron said softly. "I'd be washing away evidence" She lied to herself
"You're not going to see anyone anyways, so what's the point" House stated
"Yes I am" Cameron threw back
"You haven't seen anyone in 3 days, nor talked to anyone. You don't plan on seeing a doctor, you would have done it by now" House told her
Cameron rolled her eyes and sighed "I'm not an idiot House" She paused "I had Dr Lewis come here and check me out the morning after it happened" She admitted slowly.
"And..?" House said curiously
"She did everything she could, she found out what she needed from the exam, iced my bruises a bit and gave me a pregnancy and STD test, which was negative" Cameron told him. She couldn't believe she was telling all of this to him, but House was the only person she truly trusted right now.
House nodded "Good" He watched her closely, taking in her actions. "Then why haven't you showered, exam was 2 days ago"
Cameron looked away and whispered "I'm terrified to go in there..to be alone..to shower in there"
House watched her deeply, he felt compassion for her, and anger, anger towards the bastard that did this to her. "Okay then" House said as he stood
Cameron looked up at him "Where are you going?" She asked solemnly
"Lets go" House said simply
Cameron scoffed but with a smile of surprise "House..I'm not showering with you"
"Oh come on Cameron, you haven't reached that level of luckiness yet" House joked then looked at her seriously "I'm not going to shower with you. You're going to go in there, shower and I'm going to sit outside the door. That way you know your safe, and I'm there" House grinned and held up his cane "No one could get by this baby"
Cameron gazed at House and quickly moved over to him and wrapped her arms around him, hugging him softly "Thank you" She whispered, not because he was going to wait for her while she showered, but for the pure fact that he was willing to do that for her, make her feel safe.
House tensed slightly and kept his hands at his side, as he looked down at her. "Right…so that shower?" Cameron chuckled softly and pulled back from as she slowly stepped into her bathroom, House following behind her.
Cameron was more than hesitant, and slightly afraid. House noticed this and limped over, turning the shower on hot and laying out a towel for her. "Cameron" He said softly "You need to relax. I'll be right outside the door. Just don't think about it" He slowly limped out of the bathroom. "Just think about my hot bod and you'll be fine" He smirked, shut the door behind him and slid down it, sitting outside the bathroom door just as he said he would, he leaned back on the door and set his cane over his lap. He closed his eyes as he waited. Visions of her stripping her clothes from her slender body couldn't help but invade his mind.
Cameron stripped down until she was bare bodied. She shivered slightly at the cold air, and stepped slowly into the shower, for the first time in 3 days. She let the hot water stream down her hair onto her body. She closed her eyes for a moment as sudden visions of what happened flashed in her mind like a slide show of snap shots, she gasped softly and shot her eyes open. She shook her head and tried her hardest to think about something else, anything else. She named off as many diseases as she could think of that started with the letter C, so that her mind would concentrate on something else. She kept her eyes open, as well as the shower curtain for the remainder of her shower. She finished washing her hair and body and stepped out of the tub wrapping a towel around her body and drying off her hair. Surprisingly, she felt so much better. She felt clean, like her part of her fear had been washed away. It felt good to shower, to get rid of all the essence of her rape. She knew House was probably dozed off in front of the door, so she gently tapped on the door. "House?" She asked softly
House's eyes shot open at her voice and he swallowed deeply, clearing his throat, and the visions of her disappeared. "You done?" He asked simply
"Yeah" She replied "Can you grab me some clothes, I forgot to bring them in" She asked, slightly embarrassed. "There in the dresser next to the mirror"
House nodded "Yeah" He said standing slowly, holding his damaged thigh and groaned quietly at the pain, He reached into his pocket and pulled out is vial, popping a vicodin before putting it back. He walked slowly into her bedroom. His first time seeing it in 4 years. It was perfect, organized and perfect. He took a deep breath, taking the scent of her room in as he moved to her dresser. His face flushed when he opened the top drawer to reveal her intimates. He gawked at them, brushing his hand over each item, as he shook his head, coming back to reality. He grabbed a pair of panties and bra for her, along with a pair of sweat pants and tee-shirt. He limped out of her bedroom and returned to the door. "You're going to need to open the door" He smirked
"Not a chance" Cameron grinned, and cracked the door open, sticking her hand out. "Pass them to me"
"Yeah, I kinda got that" He grinned and quietly breathed deeply as a rush of warm air and fruity body wash floated out of the bathroom into his face. He passed her the clothes and she thanked him, shutting the door slowly, making sure not to smash his hand. Her face immediately flushed red with embarrassment as she saw her intimates on top, knowing House had to go through them. She slipped on her clothes and pulled her hair back into a wet bun and stepped out of the bathroom, to find House standing there, taking in the scent of the warm air as the door opened.
"Thank you..again, for doing that" She said quietly
House nodded and looked at the time, the clock read 12:24 am. "It's late..and raining..I really shouldn't ride home. And I can tell you haven't slept in days, so I'm going to stay the night" Truth was he tried to think of any excuse just to stay at her place for the night, remain in her presence that much longer. He wanted to help, he wanted to heal her.
Cameron nodded, agreeing. "Okay" She said softly. "I'll grab you a blanket for the couch" She said as she moved to her hall closet, pulling out a few blankets and a pillow.
House moved to the couch, he knew it was going to be a painful sleep, but he'd do it for her, which surprised him, and scared him at the same time. Was he acquiring feelings for her? Or was it just sympathy? He toed his sneakers off and slipped his jacket and buttoned down shirt off so that he was in this jeans and tee-shirt. Cameron returned carrying the blankets and stopped when she saw him. God he looked good, his broad shoulders, his muscular figure. She shook her head slightly and handed him the blankets.
"Feel free to watch TV, I can't hear from the bedroom anyways. I'll probably fall right to sleep." Cameron said softly
House nodded and watched her carefully.
Cameron looked up to meet his gaze "Thanks again House" She said truthfully. And left, returning to her bedroom where she collapsed onto the bed and soon fell in a deep sleep, wrapped under the blanket and felt more than safe with him out there.
Hours passed and House awoke. He was in an uncomfortably position on her not so comfortable couch. He squinted and looked to the clock, 2:38 am. He groaned and stood from the couch, moving to Cameron's bedroom, he limped in and nudged her slightly.
Cameron, startled, awoke and gasped softly, almost jumping as she saw the large man figure next to her bed, she quickly flipped on the light and sighed when she saw House. "You scared the shit out of me" Cameron said almost slightly annoyed, to cover up the fright.
"Scoot over" House said, as he moved to the opposite side of the bed and pulled some of the covers over to his side.
Cameron stuttered softly, not knowing what was going on "I..uh.."
"Your couch sucks" House said, explaining himself "Real uncomfortable, bum leg, murder on my back…you get the picture. It means nothing, I just might as well get a good nights sleep if I'm staying here" He stated simply
Cameron nodded and scooted over, giving him room on the other side. She moved the blanket over so it was equal between them and passed him one of the pillows she had under her head. She flicked the light off and snuggled back down into her bed. She sighed softly, almost relieved. She truly felt safe, protected. It was nice. She loved his presence there, in her bed. She slowly fell into a deep, long needed, sleep.
House pulled the blanket up to him and stretched his legs out. He was about 2 feet apart from her. He nuzzled his head down in the pillow and breathed in deeply. He loved the mixture of the soft scent of her face and her shampoo sealed in the pillow. He pushed his nose deep into it and breathed in deeply, taking in every last piece he could. It smelled better than anything before. It was perfect, it was her. It soothed him in a way he never felt, in a calming, peaceful way. He willingly took in her body heat from under the covers, as he gave his up to her body as well. He shut his eyes as he listened ever so carefully. He listened to her soft long breathes as she slept, the occasional movement in her position. He waited long after she was asleep, just to make sure, before he let the visions of her start returning to his mind. He had tons of sexual fantasies, mostly of Cuddy, meaning nothing to him except pleasure candy for his mind. But with Cameron, it was different, it was so much more. He thought only sexually about her maybe once or twice. But mainly it was the vision of what her petite body would feel like curled up against his. How it would feel to have their hands entwined with each other. How her soft, sensual lips would feel against his scruff. How her warm comforting breath would feeling against his neck. How her heart beat would mix with his. And how they would feel pressed against each other when they woke in the morning. He thought about all these, along with many more as he slowly drifted off into a peaceful, comforting sleep, dreaming of her.
Hope you guys enjoyed it! Sorry for the long length! I just got so caught up
Please excuse any errors or typos
I promise the wait for the next chapter won't be this long again
R&R,xxJill