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Supposed to be a tear-jerker.
Disclaimer: I don't own it.
Really sappy chapter. Oh well, READ PLEASE!
I finished this like a week ago but FF wouldn't let me upload my documents. Sorry!
Onwards!
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Cuddy swiftly left the room, leaving Wilson alone with House. Wilson looked at him sadly, then away, then took in a deep breath and let it out very slowly.
All of these actions House recognized. Wilson did them when he was preparing himself to give bad news to someone. He felt his temperature drop and felt clammy. That was what happened when he was nervous.
"I know you two were close…and she was a really great person and I thought she was great too…" Wilson started.
House's stomach constricted. You two were close. She was a great person. Wilson thought that she was great.
"And…House, she passed away while you were in surgery."
House looked down, and was ashamed to feel a hot wave of emotion wash over him, knowing that his fears had just been confirmed.
"The autopsy shows that she had Grave's Disease. It had been going on untreated and that was the cause of her death. House, I'm -"
"Sorry." said House speaking for the first time, finishing Wilson's sentence. "I know."
Wilson's face crumpled, and he couldn't even imagine how House was feeling. He had become friends with Amanda after he had become friends with House, while House and Amanda had been best friends since the age of seven. Wilson shuddered at having to lose someone that close. "Um, House? She had a bag with her…and I think you should look inside of it." He handed House Amanda's large backpack, and stepped outside the room.
House opened it up and found one thing: a photo album. The very same photo album he had given her over 25 years ago. The paper was yellowed and the edges were frayed and ripped; he figured that in the 15 years she had been missing she must have felt so guilty and looked at the only memories she had left.
He felt a tear slide down his face. Only two days ago he had just gotten to see her again after 15 years…and now this. He let out a harsh, bitter laugh. "Why me? Why am I always the one to get screwed over? To get punished? WHAT DID I DO?" he yelled to himself.
House breathed heavily, his heart racing. He felt so helpless. It was GRAVE'S DISEASE for gods sake! He was supposed to be so observant! Why didn't he notice the shaking hands? That would have been the easiest!!! It was his fault that she never got any treatment…his entire fault…
He buried his face into his hands and felt the tears come hot and fast. He felt embarrassed that he was crying when there were glass walls…anyone could see him. But at this point; he didn't care about anything. He felt like he was in a daze, a void between real life and nothingness.
He heard the door open and made no effort to take his face out of his hands.
"House, I'm sorry for you're loss. You probably don't want to listen to anyone right now, except for the woman you lost…so I brought her." said a young voice.
He looked up; and saw Paige standing there. "Amanda has something she wants to say to you."
He wordlessly nodded his head for her to continue.
"She…wants to say…" she stopped for a second, and wiped her eyes on her hands. "She says that not a single day of her life went by until she was seven that she did not wish for a friend. And she says that not a single day of her life went by after she met you that she didn't think about you. She says that you were the best thing that ever happened to her besides Marina. That every day that you were in some foreign country she dreamed that you came back. That after you gave her the book she looked in it every day; when she was happy, before she went to bed, when she cried, and especially when she missed you.
"She says that in chronological order the first best day of her life was meeting you. The second was giving birth to Marina. And third was the relief that you had forgiven her.
"She wants you to take care of Marina. She says to tell her that she loves her and that she is so, so sorry for not telling her about you until now, and she's saying that she has to go. She says goodbye, and she loves you. She says that everything sucks, but it probably won't last awhile. And…she's gone."
Paige put a comforting hand on his shoulder. "Thank you." he said quietly. Paige nodded and walked out.
House lay back down and continued crying his eyes out. She was gone. She was really gone. And he missed her too much…
God! Why did she have to die on him like that? Why would she do that to him? Why did she have to make him cry, make him miss her so much, miss her so much he felt like he would explode…miss her so much he felt like something had died inside of him.
And he knew it was true.
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Cuddy and Cameron had tears rolling down their cheeks as they watched House do the exact same thing. Chase and Foreman both had screwed up expressions; like they were trying not to get too emotional. But when a rock starts crying then you know something serious is up.
All they knew was what they had seen; except for Cuddy. But she wasn't going to tell the ducklings a thing, House would tell them himself. But all the ducklings had saw was Wilson act very peculiar, tell House something, and House's face had gotten that expression on his face, the one that clearly said holy-crap-this-is-the-worst-moment-of-my-life-but-I-don't-necessarily- know-it-yet-because-I'm-blinded-by-shock-and-anger. That kind of face. Then they heard House yelling, and him looking at a book, crying. But he cried differently. He cried completely silent, his body didn't heave or anything, and the only way you could tell was if you could actually see the tears.
Cameron decided to go in; but Cuddy held her back and shook her head 'no'. Cameron nodded sadly.
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Bella cautiously approached Marina's room. She opened the door and sat down by her bed. "Marina, I'm sorry."
"Sorry for what?"
"Sorry for what? Don't you remember?"
"Yes. Yes I do. I just want to make sure you do."
"I didn't come when you were in a lot of trouble because Josh had asked me out."
Marina choked. "I had thought you had just forgotten, but this is even worse! Not only did you forget, but you ditched me for some BOY! Urgh! I can't believe you! Why don't you just forget we were ever friends."
"No…I need to tell you something."
"Tic-tock, the clock's running."
And Bella began to re-hash the events of that day at school.
She had done all of Josh's homework including her own. He had told her that that was what girlfriends were supposed to do for boyfriends. She had refused.
"But aren't we together now?"
"Fine. I'll do it."
The homework included a research paper too. Urgh. She had all of his work stacked in a nice neat pile and precariously walked over to his locker, his homework blocking her vision.
"Hi." he said, and took the work without a word of thanks. He flipped through to make sure it was all there.
Suddenly the most popular girl of the school came up, cute, cool, and bleach-blonde, she strode up to him, wrapped her arms around his neck, and they started to make-out in front of everyone.
"What's that like, geek doing like, talking to you?" she had asked him loudly, pointing at Bella.
"She's my slave. She did alllll of my assignments this week. Oh! I need to properly introduce you two! Slave, meet my girlfriend! Girlfriend, meet Slave."
Bella had felt her eyes well up with tears as he talked and kids laughed. "B-but…you just asked me out! We were a couple!!!"
"Ahh…such a kid with her little hopes and dreams." he said. Then he yelled into the crowd, "Come on! Do you really think that if I ever dated her you wouldn't know about it?"
A murmur of agreement ran through the crowd.
Bella grabbed the homework that she had done for him and stomped on it, then she picked it up and ripped it to shreds throwing it in the trashcan. She ran down the hallway crying until the principle caught up with her.
"NO RUNNING IN THE HALLS! Wait! You're crying! I can imagine someone in your spot would be."
"W-why?" she choked out.
"Well there was a complaint filed that you ruined Josh Paloni's homework. And a two-week project! What kind of behavior is this! First you skip…then you ruin fellow peer's work. We're going to have to put you on suspension."
"But…Wait! It wasn't his work! I did it for him! And then he made me really angry so I ripped it up! It was not his!!" Bella cried desperately.
"SO YOU WERE CHEATING?!?!?" the principle's eyes were practically bulging out of his sockets.
"No!!"
"What you did qualifies as cheating."
"So Josh doesn't get in trouble?"
"He's done a miraculous turn around. All his F's have turned to A's. So no. But you're getting a referral AND a detention. And that's that."
"But -" Bella started to protest again. All of his F's turned to A's BECAUSE of her!
"No buts."
Marina chuckled, a huge smile on her face. "You idiot, that's what you get! Well…I suppose I can forgive you for making sure the doctors diagnosed me later rather than earlier and for completely ignoring me while I was in the hospital….what do you think?"
"I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to, I feel so bad…"
"Oh GOD! FEELINGS! Please! I'm not your therapist!"
Bella smiled, knowing everything was alright.
"Hey, have you seen my mom?"
"No, why?"
"Well, I haven't seen her in a while, and she usually comes in at 3 and it's 4 now. I'm getting a little worried…"
"It'll probably be fine."
"Yeah…"
They heard the door open, and they looked up to see House towering over them. He had one of the most bluest expressions on his face. Bella nodded at him and left the room, knowing it wasn't her place to be there.
When the door snapped shut behind him, he sat down on the chair by her bed, and cleared his throat uncomfortably.
"What is it?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Marina, my oldest friend, you're mother - Amanda, she-she died today." he told her bluntly, his voice matching hers.
Marina blinked, not fully comprehending his words. She tittered for a second, "April Fools! Right…?"
The look on her face was so hopeful that House absolutely hated himself. But he knew that he had to do this. "Your mother said to tell you that she loves you, and that she is so, so sorry for not telling you about me until now." he said, getting up and leaving her to think.
Marina's eyes grew huge as she let the information sink in, staring at her hands. Dead. Her mother. Dead. Her mother was dead! And the last thing she had done was call her mother a bitch. Just dandy!
She blinked rapidly as she comprehended it fully, an onslaught of tears falling from her lashes, her eyes turning red and glassy as they continued to fall, and she stared blankly at the wall. Dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead….. the one word echoed around her head, ping-ponging back and forth, the players hitting it extra hard.
She would never, ever hear her mother's voice, never see her again, never - the list was too long.
Then, she thought about what her mother might say if she were here now. "Everything may suck, but it probably won't last awhile." That's what her mother always said in a tough situation. She wondered where her mother had got the phrase. She had never asked her. One of the many things she had never asked her mother.
But then she became angry. How dare her mother go off and die and leave her? How could she?
But then her anger boiled down to exhaustion, and she lay down and slept; hoping it was all just a horrible nightmare.
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If you cried then tell me!!!!!!!!! Cause I was hoping that this would be a tear-jerker!!!!! Please review! More on Jake in the next chappie. 1 or 2 more chaps to go!
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