Author's notes: Thanks to everyone who reviewed. About the errors in my writing; English is not my main language and I haven't found anyone to beta read the chapters of my story…but I'm working on it. This is a very sad chapter but I promise that things will get better in the future, but not in the near future. Sorry…
Cameron's first reaction when she entered the car was to hit the wheel with all the energy she possessed, cursing herself because of the tears she was shedding for a man that didn't deserve her empathy, much less her love.
House's last words were still pounding on her ears like a sledgehammer, a ghostly whisper that was echoing on her troubled mind to make her rethink the plans she had made for her immediate future. "'Does this mean that you won't come tomorrow'," Cameron kept repeating between her sobs.
Allison Cameron never believed in God, she couldn't afford to accept the existence of a higher power that was punishing her for the offences she committed during youth and at the same time neglecting the tragedies that were destroying the world she learnt to esteem. But now, now she was wishing for someone to help her to support this wretched hour.
She couldn't live with the hate that was overshadowing the driving force that was behind her feelings for House. The repulsion that his conduct towards her on their work place caused her was more than enough to attest the spiral of destruction she entered, he didn't need to label her a slut just because he took her nocturne visits for granted.
"That son of a bitch…"
Unfortunately, Gregory House was right in his assumption. Tomorrow night she would return to his home with the purpose to reduce the loneliness she emerged several years ago, hoping that he would take some of his time to talk to her instead of ripping her clothes off the second she stepped into the living room of his apartment.
Sometimes she wondered if sex was all House wanted from her. After all, it was House who put this chain of events in motion by kissing her in the hospital's garage, it was House who convinced her to go to his apartment the first time they slept together, it was House who pledged to never abandon her.
Cameron thought that House's change of heart indicated that he was ready to love again, but with time she discovered that the man she loved only wanted her company because she was cheaper that a hooker; she meant absolutely nothing to him.
Her screams filled the night's air, stifling the thunders that were destroying the cloudy sky; how could she continue with her life if her past was always present to haunt her?
Cameron's pain only got worse when she started thinking about her dead husband and how much she missed him. The only man that ever treated her like a person with feelings couldn't comfort her anymore.
Worst off all, Cameron missed a daughter she never knew…