These are not my characters except for Justin. All other characters are not mine, and I am making no money from this.
1
The Death of a Teen
The rain was never ceasing. It was almost like Noah's ark all over again. The rain started 5 days ago and it hasn't stopped since. Despite the rain however, around 60 people sat huddled together, shivering and cheering as their children played out their soccer game. Gregory House sat way up in the bleachers far away from any one else. He sat there with a stern look of his face, a look of disgust and the weather. The only reason why he was there was because Stacey had blackmailed him into coming to watch House's nephew, Justin, play soccer.
"I don't know why you made me come. I could be at home wrapped in a blanket all nice and warm and laughing at the idiots who would come out here to watch a stupid soccer game" House said turning to face Stacey who was walking up to him from the concession stand.
"Because a certain someone stole a folder, which is stealing hospital items, and read personal and confidential information of mine. I can either tell the hospital you stole from them and have you suspended or even fired, I could contact the police and have you put in jail, or I could just tell my husband who would kill you or at least try." she smirked as she said this staring at House, "and besides, it is your nephew."
"Then why are you here?" he gave a little laugh as he said it.
"So I could hear you complain and get cold and wet."
"Oh, so you can enjoy my pain, how like you" he said while taking a sip of coffee.
House took a deep breath and just sat there. He didn't look back at Stacey, he only just watched the game. He let out a long deep breath watching his breath condense in front of him. His nephew Justin was the goalie.
"He's pretty good at just standing there."
"That's because his team is so good that he never has to defend the goal."
"I don't think I've seen that kid move since the beginning of the game."
Suddenly just after House made his last comment something happened to him. Justin was on his hands and knees with his head hung down low. Not a lot of people noticed, but Stacey and House did. Blood was coming out his nose, a typical nose bleed at first glance, but then they noticed that it wasn't coming from his nose. Blood was pouring out of his mouth mixed with his earlier eaten breakfast. Eventually everyone noticed that the Giant's goalie was throwing up blood and everyone stood still, even the people in the bleachers stood and watched as this young boy of 17 threw up blood a couple more times, fall down and manuvere himself into the fetal position like he was going to die, and he then passed out.
"Oh, I was wrong, he just moved!" smiled House.