House M.D.

Do your parents love you?

A/N Above is her and the video is of the song she sings and the dress she wears on stage.
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Katherine's P.O.V
    "Katherine Katrina Karson" and here comes the laughs. Why did my parents have to put my full name?!?! Today is the day I make a different name for myself and one that has nothing to do with racist groups. I look down at my sparkly black and white dress feeling slightly woozy. It was probably just my nerves.

    I walk on stage to be greeted by laughing people and bright lights. I am a 17 year old still getting laughed at by people I grew up with about my name.....great just great. I breath slowly and nod at the band as I start snapping my fingers.

*sung*As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I take a look at my life and realize there's nothin' left
'Cause I've been blasting and laughing so long,
That even my mama thinks that my mind is gone
But I ain't never crossed a man that didn't deserve it
Me be treated like a punk you know that's unheard of
You better watch how you're talking and where you're walking
Or you and your homies might be lined in chalk
I really hate to trip but I gotta loc
As they croak, I see myself in the pistol smoke, fool
I'm the kinda G the little homies wanna be like
On my knees in the night saying prayers in the streetlight
Been spending most their lives, living in the gangsta's paradise
Been spending most their lives, living in the gangsta's paradise
Keep spending most our lives, living in the gangsta's paradise
Keep spending most our lives, living in th-

    Then I felt it. I don't know what it was or where it came from, but all I know is the excruciating pain I felt from from my stomach down. I was dizzy and I couldn't breath. I looked out in the crowd with a pounding in my skull. Then I was welcomed with cold arms by darkness and sleep.

Dr. Gregory House's P.O.V
 

  "House. House!" Cuddy yells as I was just about to walk out the hospital doors.
   
    "What do you want," I say mad.
   
    "You have a case," Cuddy says slowly.
   
    "Well it will have to wait till tomorrow. I am going home and going to sleep," I muttered not wanting to accept anymore cases.

    "Look at the case now or it is going to go to a different doctor," Cuddy threatens. Or tries to threaten.

    "You do realize that it is just going to end up back at me someway," I say in my most sarcastic tone while getting my Vicodin out of my pocket. Cuddy snatches the pills.

    "It is a 17 year old girl that colapses on a stage right in the middle of a performance and that isn't even half of it," Cuddy explains. "And you aren't getting your Vicodin back until you accept the case."

    "Give me my Vicodin," I slowly demand.
 
    "Not until you accept this case," Cuddy calmly answers holding the Vicodin.

    "Give me the damn case and my Vicodin," I mutter as Cuddy passes me the case and the Vicodin.

    I open the file and read over everything that happened. I would much rather hear it from her. Then I look at her name and bust out laughing. Katherine Katrina Karson.... Do her parents hate her? Her initials are hilarious.

    I walk up to her room to see a beautiful girl... no woman that just screamed innocence trying to get out of the bed. She heard me come in and looked at me with the widest vibrant green eyes I have ever seen.
 
    "I wouldn't do that if I were you. I am Dr. Gregory House and me and my team will be helping you. Now before we begin I would just like to ask a couple of questions," she nods at me.

   "Do your parents love you?" I ask. Probably the worst question I have ever asked.