He's numb.
She's sick.
His bodies numb.
Her mind's gone blank.
Cuddy's adrenaline paced its way through her body. She'd done something incredibly stupid and she knew that. te left him alone in his apartment with Vicodin. You're an idiot, Lisa. She didn't dare sposta as she laid her head on her knees. Cuddy's sister had long gone. She'd sent her home not long after she'd began to cry. Her sister didn't deserve to have to sit through her pitiful mess that she'd only placed herself in. She'd already agreed to keep Rachel if something happened to her – even with the three kids she already had. Cuddy had never been più wrong in her life with her choices. Leaving House alone with a bottle of Vicodin in his time of need and worry. It was too late now to try to back up and change her mind o change what he was doing. She'd done a mistake, they'd both have to live through this one. Cuddy wasn't going to be his shinning princess – she wasn't going to walk back through that door and save him from his addiction, but she could be there for him, Amore him – if she could. Rachel and her both needed someone they could always count on, but Cuddy couldn't help but Amore the man who'd always been there when he absolutely needed to be. Just not at the right times. If it makes any sense.
She straightened herself up to a sitting position and wiped her eyes. If this is going to be done, it's going to be done right. Cuddy leaned to her left to reach for the phone, but found herself not dialing House's number to stop him, but Wilson's number. She held back the sobs that threatened to rack her body, not wanting Wilson to know that this was destroying her – that it was eating her up on the inside.
“Wilson, listen... I know it's late and I'm sorry to wake te up, but I need a favor.” Without his complaint already, she began to say what she needed to say, how she'd screwed up, how she'd let House down. He was ashamed of her, ashamed for her – mostly. “Will te watch Rachel while I'm gone to see House. I've got to change things around before they get into a bigger mess.”
“I'll be there in ten minutes.”
But as Cuddy arrived to House's apartment, there wasn't an answer at the door, his bike wasn't there either. She rolled her eyes and shook her head. “God, House!. Why do te always do this? Always run away from your problems? te could have been there for me and I would have never known anything. Why?” She'd thought she was talking to herself, reminiscing what she wanted to say to House, but truly wouldn't. “I Amore you,” she paused. “But you're never there for me, for Rachel. te don't really seem to care about my feelings, te play with all the time. te try to escape pain da playing the piano, but when that doesn't work, te resort straight to the vicodin. Which I'm not standing for.” Her tears trickled their way down her face. She tasted the saltiness of her tears and ran a hand over her face to clear the remains. “You can relapse, I know, but somehow I don't care. You've ran off and married a woman who doesn't mean anything to you, just so te could get back at me. I should have realized everything. I should have stopped te from the vicodin, I should have stopped te from getting married. But did I? No. Because I'm più of a coward than you'll ever be. So, really. In a sense, this is my fault. I broke this, I broke you. I can't fix your problem, because I am your problem.” da now, she was sitting sideways on his steps with her head in her hands. She was broken inside, too. But she couldn't steal the spotlight away from House. He needed taken care of più than her. “I Amore you, which is why I don't care about these other things. I just wish you'd detto no to Dominique, because I miss you. I don't know how to turn back.”
“Wow.”
Simple word. She jerked her head upright to see the man she is forever in Amore with.
“You've got quite a colorful word choice.”
“How much did te hear?” She complied to listen to every word he had, since apparently she'd just made a huge fool out of herself.
“Every word.”
She sighed, “well, te know how I feel.”
“And te know how hard it is to express mine.” House slowly took a sede, sedile beside of her. “Where did te think I went tonight?”
“I didn't know.”
House smiled, softly, something he didn't do very often. “I went earlier today to get a marriage annulment. The pre-nup was set after I married her, now she's long gone.”
“We've got a lot of talking to do, te know that.”
“Yeah, but we need it.”
“And I want it.”
Cuddy smiled to herself, but she wasn't listening to her mind anymore, just her heart. “I Amore you.”
“I Amore you, too.”
She leaned into baciare him, but she knew, even in her heart, that this was going to be bad.
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[b]Author's Note:[b/] I wrote this really fast this morning, because I had the dream last night. So, hopefully you'll like it anyway. (: I kinda threw together ideas throughout all eppy's. Enjoy. <3
She's sick.
His bodies numb.
Her mind's gone blank.
Cuddy's adrenaline paced its way through her body. She'd done something incredibly stupid and she knew that. te left him alone in his apartment with Vicodin. You're an idiot, Lisa. She didn't dare sposta as she laid her head on her knees. Cuddy's sister had long gone. She'd sent her home not long after she'd began to cry. Her sister didn't deserve to have to sit through her pitiful mess that she'd only placed herself in. She'd already agreed to keep Rachel if something happened to her – even with the three kids she already had. Cuddy had never been più wrong in her life with her choices. Leaving House alone with a bottle of Vicodin in his time of need and worry. It was too late now to try to back up and change her mind o change what he was doing. She'd done a mistake, they'd both have to live through this one. Cuddy wasn't going to be his shinning princess – she wasn't going to walk back through that door and save him from his addiction, but she could be there for him, Amore him – if she could. Rachel and her both needed someone they could always count on, but Cuddy couldn't help but Amore the man who'd always been there when he absolutely needed to be. Just not at the right times. If it makes any sense.
She straightened herself up to a sitting position and wiped her eyes. If this is going to be done, it's going to be done right. Cuddy leaned to her left to reach for the phone, but found herself not dialing House's number to stop him, but Wilson's number. She held back the sobs that threatened to rack her body, not wanting Wilson to know that this was destroying her – that it was eating her up on the inside.
“Wilson, listen... I know it's late and I'm sorry to wake te up, but I need a favor.” Without his complaint already, she began to say what she needed to say, how she'd screwed up, how she'd let House down. He was ashamed of her, ashamed for her – mostly. “Will te watch Rachel while I'm gone to see House. I've got to change things around before they get into a bigger mess.”
“I'll be there in ten minutes.”
But as Cuddy arrived to House's apartment, there wasn't an answer at the door, his bike wasn't there either. She rolled her eyes and shook her head. “God, House!. Why do te always do this? Always run away from your problems? te could have been there for me and I would have never known anything. Why?” She'd thought she was talking to herself, reminiscing what she wanted to say to House, but truly wouldn't. “I Amore you,” she paused. “But you're never there for me, for Rachel. te don't really seem to care about my feelings, te play with all the time. te try to escape pain da playing the piano, but when that doesn't work, te resort straight to the vicodin. Which I'm not standing for.” Her tears trickled their way down her face. She tasted the saltiness of her tears and ran a hand over her face to clear the remains. “You can relapse, I know, but somehow I don't care. You've ran off and married a woman who doesn't mean anything to you, just so te could get back at me. I should have realized everything. I should have stopped te from the vicodin, I should have stopped te from getting married. But did I? No. Because I'm più of a coward than you'll ever be. So, really. In a sense, this is my fault. I broke this, I broke you. I can't fix your problem, because I am your problem.” da now, she was sitting sideways on his steps with her head in her hands. She was broken inside, too. But she couldn't steal the spotlight away from House. He needed taken care of più than her. “I Amore you, which is why I don't care about these other things. I just wish you'd detto no to Dominique, because I miss you. I don't know how to turn back.”
“Wow.”
Simple word. She jerked her head upright to see the man she is forever in Amore with.
“You've got quite a colorful word choice.”
“How much did te hear?” She complied to listen to every word he had, since apparently she'd just made a huge fool out of herself.
“Every word.”
She sighed, “well, te know how I feel.”
“And te know how hard it is to express mine.” House slowly took a sede, sedile beside of her. “Where did te think I went tonight?”
“I didn't know.”
House smiled, softly, something he didn't do very often. “I went earlier today to get a marriage annulment. The pre-nup was set after I married her, now she's long gone.”
“We've got a lot of talking to do, te know that.”
“Yeah, but we need it.”
“And I want it.”
Cuddy smiled to herself, but she wasn't listening to her mind anymore, just her heart. “I Amore you.”
“I Amore you, too.”
She leaned into baciare him, but she knew, even in her heart, that this was going to be bad.
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[b]Author's Note:[b/] I wrote this really fast this morning, because I had the dream last night. So, hopefully you'll like it anyway. (: I kinda threw together ideas throughout all eppy's. Enjoy. <3
I'll tell te a little bit about myself first. No offense to hamerons, but i have always been a outright HUDDY fan.So I am obviously bouncing off the walls. When this seaseon starts, I feel like everyone has kind of abandoned House. I mean I get the whole pain in the a$$ thing but still. Wilson is the one that fixes everthing and for him to basically laugh at him when he apologizes is cruel. THe bright light at the end of the tunnel is Cuddy is going to do whatever it takes to make House happy above anyone else.
SO GO CUDDY!
SO GO CUDDY!
I couldn't sleep and I had a gush of inspiration hit me and so I decided to make a Huddy poem :)
Dedicated to the awesome that is you,the Huddys ^^
Enjoy!
A lover from afar,
Isn't really a lover at all.
If she truly loves him,
And he truly innamorati her.
Aren't they innamorati at all?
They were once lovers.
Deeply passionate lovers.
But those days have come,
And those times have gone
But they both hadn't moved on.
She had gone through many
Lusters and not one lover.
She had thought about him
And that made the lusters
Turn into dust.
He had gone through a another lover,
But she wasn't like her.
As he thought about her,he
Began to Amore she more.
But she moved on to another.
A lover from afar,is
Truly a lover at all.As thoughts
Become actions,and actions,
Became thoughts.
He and her are indeed,
innamorati from afar.
Tell me what te think :)
Dedicated to the awesome that is you,the Huddys ^^
Enjoy!
A lover from afar,
Isn't really a lover at all.
If she truly loves him,
And he truly innamorati her.
Aren't they innamorati at all?
They were once lovers.
Deeply passionate lovers.
But those days have come,
And those times have gone
But they both hadn't moved on.
She had gone through many
Lusters and not one lover.
She had thought about him
And that made the lusters
Turn into dust.
He had gone through a another lover,
But she wasn't like her.
As he thought about her,he
Began to Amore she more.
But she moved on to another.
A lover from afar,is
Truly a lover at all.As thoughts
Become actions,and actions,
Became thoughts.
He and her are indeed,
innamorati from afar.
Tell me what te think :)