House MD Fanfiction

I Should Have Known (plot limit induced part 2)

Hilson, abused!Wilson, 3615 words
By: alanwolfmoon

A while later, Wilson was sitting on the couch, finally allowing House to give him a thorough examination.

“House?”

“Yeah, that hurt?”

“No... just... can we talk?”

“Uh... I'd rather not....”

“Please?”

“About you or about me?”

“Both.”

A long silence.

“I guess.”

“Thanks.”

Another silence.

“Well?”

“I don't know how to start.”

“Oh.”

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“My dad. When I was a kid. Just got angry really easy, lost control. Even when he was really mad, he never *thought* he was going to hurt me, at least when I was little. He was just this huge marine and I was this scrawny little kid. Didn't stop till I left home, I never told anybody, even mom. Said I'd fallen out of trees, or got in fights at school, neither of which were really difficult lies, since I did enough of both. He wanted me to be a marine, or if I didn't cut it for the marines as far as he was concerned, a sniper or ranger or something. Ended up paying for college teaching at a local gun range, thanks to that. Oddly enough, he didn't find the irony funny. Graduation day was a real blast, spent most of it hiding in a cabinet in the lab, cus even though only students were allowed in the building, he kept asking people to go find me. But I think mom talked to him about it... they helped me pay for med school, still worked at the a gun range, at least till I got kicked out of Hopkins. Then they stopped paying and I had to move, but I got a full scholarship, so that was ok. I thought he'd be ok with it, didn't watch out.”

He wasn't looking at Wilson anymore, looking away, towards the wall but not at it.

“Cuddy probably remembers, given I was her first ever patient. Spent most of the night coughing blood all over her dorm. Told her I got into a fight. Don't think she really believed me, since I didn't look like I'd fought back much, but she never said anything. Mom stopped leaving us alone together after that, I found out she'd known all the time, just hoped we'd work through it, and was kind of scared to do anything. I don't blame her at all, I never asked her to do anything, and I was freaked enough myself to understand her being scared.”

“You... you never told anyone.”

“Never. The whole 'it's shameful' thing. Thinking back on it, I should have told someone. But I still had hope. Pathetic as that is, I suppose. Though I did tell rape girl the general, one-sentence description. Got her to talk.”

Wilson sat in silence for a long time, and House managed to finish the exam.

“House as an optimist about people. That's something I'm having trouble imagining.”

“Yeah, well, all that kind of kicked the optimism out of me. Your turn, by the way.”

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“She... she doesn't mean it. It just happens, she get angry, or frustrated, and if I'm standing in the wrong place....”