A/N: Hey everyone i am SOOO sorry that i have been taking so long to post. I have had so much to do-assignments and homework and stupid school stuff lol. Anyways i hope it was worth the wait and you will all still be reading :)..please review and tell me your thoughts. Constructive cristiscm is welcome. again so sorry for the wait.
I DON'T WANT TO LOSE YOU...
Kay suddenly tilted up her head and gazed at house with a smug look, her eyes gleaming as she thought of something to get back at him. House watched her attentively as a smile crept is way onto her lips, "So how are you two love birds doing anyways?" She kept a straight face the entire time, placing her chin in her hands where he elbows rested against the table for effect.
Cameron looked at House who had his eyes locked on Kay, his lips tight and his eye brows wrinkles, the lines in his forehead looking to become deeper every second. Kay smiled at this. 'This will get him back," she actually giggled to herself as she watched how upset House was becoming, for some odd reason she wasn't scared, 'what was the worse he could do, ground her?' She laughed at the thought.
Wilson chocked on his coffee and cocked his head towards Kay, then looking back to House and Cameron seated beside each other, Cameron's eyes and mouth wide open staring at Kay. "What are you talking about Kay?" Wilson laughed as he asked this, knowing that it had to be come sick joke, nothing this good could ever happen, but then he thought, 'with House everything is a surprise.'
Kay looked at Wilson arching her perfect brows and staring at him in disbelief, she hit his arm and laughed, "Come on Wilson, I thought you would be the first to notice, look at her shirt, remind you of anyone else's? These two even"- Kay leaned in to come closer to Wilson's ear when House grabbed her by the shirt and brought her into his office.
Cameron and Wilson stole glances into House's office watching the scene play out, glass walls had their advantages.
House's grip didn't let go out Kay's shirt as they stood inches apart from one another in front of his desk, House looking down at Kay with his piercing blue eyes that dared her to say something and her looking up at him with the same eyes, but instead they sparkled inside, looking quite amused at the situation.
House let go of her shirt, "Sit!" It was a demand. She knew when he was serious by now, she knew when she should obey and when not to obey, but sometimes she needed to, only to see how far she could push the limits and so far she had gotten nowhere.
She sat slowly, keeping her gaze on him the entire time, making sure she didn't break the eye contact she had with him, 'I'm not afraid of him.' 'I can do this.' She thought inwardly as she tried her hardest not to look away under his enraged stare.
She blinked hard and took in a deep breath trying to calm her nerves, she could feel herself sweating, 'I can do this.' She repeated it to herself once again, blinking hard again as she swallowed feeling as if she was about to vomit.
He kneeled down to her level and looked her in the eyes, his arms around her holding himself up on the arms of the chair. "This can't go on like this." He said in a steady voice, that surprised him and Kay both, and even Wilson and Cameron in the other room, they had expected House to start yelling the moment he opened his mouth.
She kept her mouth shut as she blinked once more, feeling the sweat on her brows heavier this time. Then she looked away feeling that she couldn't do this anymore, she swallowed again, and the vomit was coming again. She could feel her stomach turning over, and the feeling wasn't nice. 'I can do this.' She said once more to herself as she swallowed hard and looked at him.
"It will go on for as long as I make it go on." Her face was set cold, she had never heard herself talk like that before, and it scared her that she could be like this. 'Stop it, stop it,' she now told herself. Her head lolled to the side and she rested her cheek on her own shoulder looking at the wall, feeling ashamed of how low she had become, of how much she had changed from what she was like before.
House stood now and she looked up at him, tears falling down her face, leaving a trail of imperfection in her small face. Her hands shook as she wiped away the tears that fell. Her eyes closed and she could feel the tears leak from under her lashes. The thump of his cane on the ground brought her to open her eyes. She tried to speak but her lips couldn't stop quivering with all the feelings that were flowing through her.
She watched him limp into the conference room, 'he was leaning heavier on his cane today,' she thought as she watched him stop and speak to the ducklings before walking out the door and down to the clinic, 'he was mad,' she thought and tilted her head back, closing her eyes and listening to the pounding of her head pound.
What she missed when she closed her eyes was the look Wilson and Cameron gave her when House walked away, the shock in Wilson's eyes and the concerned look in Cameron's.
"So did you and House really?" Wilson tried to lighten the mood as he broke his gaze with Kay and now smirked at Cameron. She blushed and smiled back, "Nothing happened, I only spent the night," she laughed.
She sat there. She waited for him to come back from the clinic, but he didn't. He was avoiding her and she knew it; 'maybe it was for the best,' she thought. Turning her attention to her surroundings she glanced around looking for something to do. A yo-yo, his computer, his T.V, 'ah the game boy,' she smiled.
She played a game called Yoshi's Island, she had played it before so she knew how to beat all the levels; she had seen House struggling with it and getting frustrated with it the past few days trying to beat the last level. She beat it in 10 minutes, a new record for her.
'Nothing to do,' she searched her surrounding again, fixing her eyes on the picture she saw sticking from his bag behind his desk. Curiosity running in the family she leaned down and pulled it from the bag, her heart pleading with her brain to stop because she knew she shouldn't be going through his stuff.
The picture lay in her hands, her small fingers running over the edges as she looked at the scene in the picture. Her heart melted. Tears ran from her eyes again and she wiped them away quickly, they looked so happy; she hadn't ever seen him that happy.
Her face lit up with a smile as she starred into the eyes of her mother and House sitting on a swing, her mother in his lap-'before his leg.' Her heart dropped suddenly thinking of the pain that he must have gone through with his leg, and still is. She sniffed and wiped her eyes once more trying to memorize the picture before she put it away.
As she stood back up she saw someone come in from the corner of her eye and her heart leapt inside thinking it was him. "Hey your dad wants me to bring you home, he's working late." He said calmly, like everything was alright, but why was he suddenly letting her go home alone.
She smiled at Wilson and picked up her back pack that was lying on the couch, and they were on their way. The ride home was pure silence, Wilson not knowing was to say, and Kay not wanting to speak incase she started to cry.
She ran up the stairs to the apartment as fast as she could like a child. He watched her from the car knowing what was going to happen. She reached the door and he saw her fling open the door almost triumphantly, only to see her freeze in her spot and fall to her knees, sitting on her feet and leaning against the doorframe.
He came up from behind her know his head hung low, knowing he should have told her; gave her some indication that this is what was happening. He kneeled down on the ground behind her, his hand over her shoulder and his head against hers. Her weight fell against him, holding onto his arm as she sobbed, the tears staining his shirt as he hushed her.
He parked, and he realized then that he was too early. He saw her on the ground her head buried on Wilson's arm; he hated the sight of it. He gripped his cane tight and made his way to the top of the stairs standing tall above the both of them. Thumping his cane a few times caught her attention and she sniffed. Blinking hard to stop herself form crying she wiped her eyes with the back of her sleeve and stood up, her back facing House looking over the apartment before she picked up two of her bags and turned around. Her eyes didn't meet his, she walked past him and his cane stopped her in front of him. He could hear her breathing hitch as she looked past him and out the door. "This will go on for as long as you make it go on." 'Bastard!' she thought as she wrinkled her forehead and looked into his eyes, lingering for a moment before she pushed hard against his cane and moved past him.
He watched as she sat on the bottom steps, he could hear the echoes of her cries from at the top and they broke his heart, but he wasn't going to back down. Wilson shot House a look before he walked past him. House grabbed his shoulder staring straight into Wilson's eyes, "Take good care of her for me." Wilson could hear his voice crack, House wasn't one to get emotional, but Kay was taking a toll on him. He nodded and went to meet Kay.