Well, this is the second last chapter, and a short one. It's taken me ages to find the time to put it up (school is wrapping up for the semester, and it's hectic- especially since I left everything till the last minute. Ooops!), but here it is! A present for everyone!


CHAPTER NINE – MY OWN PERSONAL KRYPTONITE

Wilson tapped the steering wheel nervously, trying to see into House's building, willing himself to acquire some form of x-ray vision. He felt so helpless, so stupid and worthless and… he was a betrayer.

He had let it happen again: again, a pretty woman was going to wreck a relationship. And not just any relationship, the only one he had ever given a damn about. He was now betraying the one and only person he had ever truly given a crap about with the woman that his said friend pretended not to give crap about, but did… He was going to go off with the woman his best friend loved. Because Wilson was sure that, in some form or other, in some strength or other, House loved her. And if she and Wilson got together… House would be betrayed again. Would he be able to handle that? Would he be able to handle the betrayal and the loss of the only two people left who got him, who really, truly understood him?

Probably not. If Wilson was telling himself the truth, he knew that there was the very real possibility that this would push his friend over the edge.

Wilson wrapped his fingers tightly around the steering wheel, suddenly feeling the great urge to throttle something.

He couldn't do it. He couldn't do it to his friend. No matter what happened in there between House and Cameron tonight, he couldn't just neglect his best friend's feelings like that. No matter how he was feeling about Allison himself. It just wasn't fair.

He would apologise to Allison, tell her he couldn't do it. She would understand, she always understood. It was the way she was.

They shouldn't even have come tonight. It was a bad idea, though one that had seemed good at the time. But if he had come to his senses sooner, he would have realised that he couldn't do it sooner, he could have told Cameron they couldn't be sooner, and House would be none the wiser. He had been so caught up in Stacy recently that James and Cameron had only been on the very periphery of his thoughts. So he mightn't even have known. And that would have spared them all a lot of pain.

Staring at House's house again, he felt his anger at himself grow. God, he was stupid. He was one of the most stupid people on the planet. No wonder he couldn't hold a relationship together, when he kept making stupid, moronic, idiotic decisions! No wonder he always ended up alone.

Except for House. House was always there.

But this time, he didn't know if he would be. Not after this.


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