I DON'T WANT TO LOSE YOU…
She sat next to him on a bright red couch holding a beer in her hand and sipping at it slowly. The feeling of the alcohol slowly drowning all of her fears and pain was somehow gratifying. So she took sip after sip, the amount she was taking in getting larger and larger each time, until it ended with Gary holding her hair back as she spewed the alcohol back out into a toilet in someone's house.
"I've got to go now Kay," He kneeled down and looked into her eyes as she looked on dazed with her eyes glassed over. "Are you coming with me?" He held her face steady for her to look at him.
"No, I'm gunna stay here with my friends," She giggled and pointed to all the people in the room. Truth is she didn't know anyone that was there.
Gary left and she stayed, drinking until she puked once again, until she decided it was best that she go home.
She stumbled over her feet as she made her way home down the sidewalk in the dark. She turned quickly to look behind her when she heard someone coming up behind her when they held their hands over her eyes and said, "Guess who?"
She rubbed her eyes and looked around at her surroundings. A light pole, a road, and she was laying on top of a bench in the street. She sat up and gripped her head in her hands, as it was throbbing with pain and her brain went a mile a minute.
'What happened last night', she couldn't remember a thing past Gary telling her he was leaving, except the part where someone covered her eyes. 'Who was that?" She thought as she stood and started to make her way back to House's apartment, even though she knew he would probably want nothing to do with her by now.
It looked to be about 5 in the morning, he would be livid, when she walked in the door and her head ached even more as she stood outside of it and waited for the exact moment to knock, if he was even up.
Her mind reeled with all the thoughts that were spinning through it, and her legs felt as if they might give out, when House opened the door and grabbed her by the arm dragging her inside to sit her on the couch; she gratefully sat and rested her head against the soft leather.
He stood in front of her and whacked his cane hard against the wooden coffee table creating a loud thump.
She opened her eyes and blinked a couple of times shaking her head and wrinkling her forehead in pain.
"What the hell were you thinking?" He boomed and the sound of his voice being so loud and demanding made her wince.
She looked at him and tried not to cry but the tears stung her already swollen, red eyes and fell down her cheeks uncontrollably. "I wasn't…" She let her voice trail off and she looked away from his eyes, which scared her half to death.
"Obviously!" he boomed once more and paced back and forth.
She rubbed her face and wiped her tears that continued to fall freely. It hurt so bad to know that she had hurt him, and she really didn't know how to fix it.
"Want me to call the wambulance?" He asked in a sarcastic tone, that was meant to lighten the mood just a little, because he knew she had been through a lot lately, and that maybe him being this hard on her right away wouldn't help anything.
She stood up and sniffled holding herself in her own arms as she tried to make her way to her room when she stumbled over her own feet and House caught her in his arms, holding her tightly in his chest with her face buried in his neck as she cried and his buried in her hair.