I Don't Want To Lose You…
She woke up to the bright sun peeking through the cracks of the blinds. She could feel the heat warm her cheeks. Rubbing the sleep from her eyes and her messy dark hair from her face she sat up in the bed. She looked around frantically, not knowing where it was she had fallen asleep.
Suddenly it dawned on her. She was at 'his' house. The boy, or should she say man that she had loved all her life. He was 20, had a masculine build and had dark brown eyes; in one word he was gorgeous.
The events of he night before came flooding back. She remembered sitting at a small café drinking a strong coffee when she had broke down and needed someone to be with. So knowing she had no one else in her life she went to Gary.
Frantically knocking on his door, she looked around into the dark seeing shadows and dark figures that had made her nervous. She had been nervous ever since her mom had told her what had happened to her. Her mom had many things happen to her, but that certain story sent chills down her spine.
He opened the door and she fell into his arms letting everything that she was holding inside out. Her body shook in his arms as he led her into his apartment and sat her down on the couch. He gently rubbed her back and shushed her, until she had calmed down and told him everything that had been going on with her. And when she had fallen asleep he had laid her down in bed and fallen asleep with his arms wrapped tightly around her in a protective position.
She smiled at the thought of the night before and how well he had taken care of her. How well he had comforted her when she had needed him the most. He really was the perfect boyfriend she had imagined having.
He hesitated at the entrance of the hospital and walked in slowly. He walked up the floor he knew she was on. He stopped at the end of the hall, and then continued to walk closer to her room. He opened the door and sat down in the chair he had sat down in the previous night.
He looked down at her, and took in her beauty, even as she lie there dying she seemed to bask in a glowing beauty. He took her hand in his and ran his thumb over her soft tanned hand. She stirred and opened her eyes a crack to look up at the man before her. Even after the time they had spent apart, the pain he had put her through she smiled and opened her eyes wider to get a better look at the handsome mug he still had.
"Greg.." she whispered softly trying to sit up in her bed. "Shhh, sit back you've got to save your strength." She laughed slightly to herself, "What for, I'm dying Greg and…" She trailed off looking out the window; it had started to rain.
She stopped in her tracks as the rain started to pound down all around her and streamed down over her soft skin. She looked up and put up her arms letting it fall over her.
"She's mine isn't she?" he said softly. It was the gentle side that no one had ever seen from Greg House. The side you never truly expected to see.
"Yeah…and you'll love her." She let the words slur out from her mouth as she let her eyes close, and House saw the machines start to go nuts. What it said was that she was already dead, that she was gone. But he had called everyone in there and worked frantically to try and save her, to try and save the one person that truly owned a piece of his heart.
She ran through the hospital with her hood hanging over her eyes and she came to a halt sliding on the floor by her mom's room. She held her hand to the glass of the room and let her headrest on the door.
She slid down to the floor beside her mom's room and leaned her back against the wall, pulling her hood down further over her face, hiding the tears that spilled over her eyes. She tugged on her hair that fell over her face when she heard the door open and the beeping of the machines go away.