Chapter 5
Cuddy walked slowly to House's office and when she entered she saw him lying on the floor next to the old patch of blood and an entirely new one right next to it, on his shirt and on him!
"HOUSE!" she yelled at him. He stared at her but closed his eyes again. "The team doesn't want to work with you, and what happened to your nose?" She asked. Again he gave no response to her.
"Let them stay," he finally muttered, "I'll leave for good."
Cuddy was shocked to hear him say that he actually wanted to leave the hospital for the team.
"Can't you just apologise or something?" She asked.
"It's too late and I don't want to continue being in this stupid place where everything is so fucked up," he answered, still with his eyes closed, "including you…"
Cuddy was taken aback and she kicked him hard in his bad leg and stormed out. He was nearing his goal and he knew it. He had second thoughts about it, and he planned he made things already bad enough that he could leave on better terms with them. He knew that they wouldn't go after him and he was thankful about it. He got up, nose stinging, got to his desk and took out a pad of paper. He couldn't think of what to write, so he wrote his resignation letter first, and then he got up to have a walk around the hospital, probably his last time…
He smiled at the patients who thought that they had something wrong with them. He smiled when the doctors told them nothing was wrong and they just freaked. He smiled and everything. He waited at the lift to go back to his office and when the 'bing' was heard signalling the lift had arrived, he watched the two figures emerge hand in hand. Cameron and Chase. He smiled even though his heart tore into shreds at the exact moment, 'at least she would be happy' he thought.
The frowned at him and quickly exited the lift and he got inside and waited to be transported up. The lift doors opened and he looked at the time on the wall clock 6 o'clock PM. Perfect to write his letter that he had thought about whilst walking around the hospital.