You're The Patient

Chapter: 4

House’s POV

As Amanda and I kiss, I can’t help but feel… happy. I mean I’ve wanted to kiss her for awhile and I think I’m starting to like her but I don’t wanna get into a relationship, I mean after what happened with Stacy… I can’t take chances like that anymore, as much as I want to get into one with Amanda, I just can’t. I was really enjoying the kiss too I pull away abruptly. “I-I’m sorry, I can’t do this…” I said, feeling the pain sink in. I get up and walk to my room. I slam the door closed, because I’m pissed at myself. I limp over and sit on the bed and throw my cane halfway across the room and put my face in my hands. “What’s wrong with me… why can’t I accept that Stacy has moved on and I won’t see her again. Why can’t I accept that Amanda and I have something? Why can’t I get over this?” I practically yell to myself.

Normal POV

I sigh and go through my luggage to get my Prozac again, and take 3 pills this time. Don’t ask why I took a 3rd one. Suddenly my phone rings, I look at the caller ID and see it’s Cuddy. I sigh, what could she possibly want? “Hello?” I ask slightly aggravated, “hey Amanda, I heard what happened to your back I’m terribly sorry, I’d just like to inform you that you have the week off and you’re getting paid for it so no worries” Cuddy said, I could feel her grin, why do I keep hearing that? Don’t worry everything will be fine, stop worrying, its really weird how that world just keeps playing itself into my life. “Thanks Cuddy…” I trail off, I think she could tell something was wrong, “Amanda is there something wrong?” she asks, “well besides the fact that my back hurts like a bitch, I’m not really the type to just sit around and do nothing” I chuckle lying, “well if you ever feel well enough you could come visit the hospital” I grin slightly, “that’d be nice, but right now its hard to walk, I finally see how hard it is for House to walk” she giggled, “yeah… speaking of House, is he alright? He seemed very down today, he didn’t even make sleazy remarks to me or to anybody, he was like a mute all day” “hmm, he didn’t seem like that when he got home” “humph that’s weird, well I better go so you can get some rest, have a nice week” “yeah bye” I said ending the call.

Just then Wilson walks in all cheery, “hello Amanda” he beamed, I give a weak grin, “hey…” his smile turned to a frown, “what’s wrong” I averted my gaze from his and sighed then sat on the couch. He walks over and sits next to me, he’s put his hand on my back for comfort, but I pull away since my cut was still sensitive. “Sorry” he said, “House and I kissed” I blurted out, then I quickly covered my mouth, then Wilson chuckled and smiled, I looked at him confused “I had a feeling House had something for you… well where is he now? You seem down about it, I thought maybe you had a thing for him too?” he asked, “he’s in his room and in the middle of the kiss he pulled away and said ‘I’m sorry, I can’t do this’ and went into his room. I do have a thing for him, and I hate it…” I said looking at the ground. “Maybe I should talk to him?” Wilson asked, I looked at him; “you can, but don’t say what I said!” he chuckled, “I won’t” then he got up and left, leaving me sighing.

Wilson’s POV

I knew it. I knew he was going to do something stupid like this; I’m surprised he even kissed her. I knock on the door and listen for any movement. I hear his bed creak as he shifts on it. “Go away” he sounded annoyed, “it’s me” I replied, there was a long pause “come in,” he mumbled. I open the door and walk in; I hope it won’t take long for him to come to his senses.

“Hey” I say, “hey…” he mumbles. “So I heard what happened. Why you so upset over it?” I ask getting straight to the point, “do you think Cuddy will be mad if I come in wearing short shorts?” he said glancing at me, now I know he cares he’s beating around the bush, I gave him a stern look and crossed my arms over my chest. He kept my gaze then he looked away and sighed, “I don’t know… I guess it’s because I’m still not completely over Stacy or something…” he leaned on his cane, “you know damn well you need to get over her, she’s moved on its been over 5 years now” “I know, I know! It’s just hard for me…” he mumbled. I sighed and walked over and sat next to him, “listen there’s a perfectly fine girl out there, she actually cares for you and I can tell she won’t hurt you like Stacy did. I know it’ll be hard for you, but if you start off small and work you’re way up then maybe things won’t be so hard anymore” I suggested to him, “what if… you’re wrong?” he ask, “then damn if I do yah” “damned if I don’t…” he said finishing the sentence I grinned. “Okay, but how am I suppose to casually walk back out there and be like ‘hey want to go out? Let’s go have makeup-sex!’” he said sarcastically, I chuckled, “I think that might work, but maybe you guys should talk” I said, “… nah I like my idea better” he smirked. I chuckled and shook my head at him. I get up and walk over to the door and open it, “go get them tiger” I say. He smirks at me, “thanks.”