Chapter Three
Her legs nearly gave out as she reached the couch in the lounge. She decided, for now, to hide out in the OB/GYN lounge because although there wasn't a hiding spot in the hospital that House wasn't aware of, she had bought herself a few moments of silence. Her body felt numb. She gently rubbed her stomach and ribs to make sure her body was all intact. She closed her eyes and for a moment she felt as if she were at her apartment and Christopher was forcing her to sleep on the couch again. That thought quickly passed when she heard the tap of a cane rythmatically getting closer before the door swung open. She opened her eyes and standing in front of the couch, stood House.
"Oh a quickie?" he smiled, lifting an eyebrow and popping a vicodin. "Well I could drop my pants, then move on to your clothes and go from ther-"
"Stop," she said tiredly. "I'm tired".
"Boo hoo, Cameron. Suck it up! You're making yourself out to be the victim when the truth is you're doing this to yourself. You think you can starve yourself, come to work and think no one would notice? You think I wouldn't notice?" he said as she stood up in front of him.
"I'm not going to play your game, House! I'm not going to feed your curiosity because I know all you want is to find out why i'm doing this-"
"Yes! I'm a doctor, I make people better! They didn't give me my own office for shits and giggles!"
"You're a diagnostician. You diagnose people. You already know what's wrong with me".
"Cameron," he said in a much softer tone, "If I really knew what was wrong with you, I wouldn't be chasing you still".
"Chasing me? House, you've been following me around work for the past two weeks! You didn't think i'd notice you, of all people, coming down to the ER every day?"
"If I hadn't done that, I wouldn't have notice the sweet and innocent Cameron withering away".
"Is it possible for you to just bite your tongue and not say what you think?"
"Eat something- anything. Just enough so I know you're getting some nutrients and you won't starve to death,"
"No," she said sternly, crossing her arms.
"Come on, you know me. Do you think i'm above force feeding you?"
"If you force feed me, I'll tell Cuddy you hit me," she said calmy with a distinctive hint of anger in her voice, he looked at her dumbfounded. "She'd believe me too. You've hit patients, you hit Chase, I couldn't have been too far behind".
"There'd be no proof!" he said standing frozen.
Without thinking, Cameron put both hands on the bottom of her shirt and lifted it to right below her chin. House couldn't look away and it wasn't her lacey black bra keeping his attention. It was the black and blue marks all over her stomach that kept his eye. Her eyes burned his skin as he stared at her frail body. His anger boiled. She put it shirt back down and gave him one last look before walking out.
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a/n: I'm not use to writing stories in order. When I get a good idea I write it down and work around that which is why some chapters might take longer than others to get up. Also, i'm not a fan of reading my own work, I usually just read the last paragraph of the previous chapter before I begin writing the next. I will try and make sure that wherever a chapter ends, the next one will begin. Thanks for reading, sorry the chapter is so short but like I said I jump around when I write, which is good news for chapter 4 which is almost complete.