Later that night House lay in his room, trying to sleep. The pain was so bad! He wanted to cut his own leg off. He screamed a little but it was too silent for anyone to really hear. He took a mandi, shower before he went to tempat tidur but it did no use because he was all sweaty again.

He tried elevating his leg but that didn’t work. He lay in different positions but no matter where he lay he was in pain. He tried everything that he could but to no avail. He would just have to wait the night out. In the morning Dr. Grey got him out of bed. He hadn’t slept all night.

“How’s the pain buddy?” He asked trying to be nice. “How do anda think it is?” House replied unhappily. “Well, jump in the shower, maybe that’ll help.” He suggeted. House berkata nothing and just massaged his leg. Once Grey left he took a shower. He let the hot water fall down on him. He leaned against the dinding for support, trying not to put weight on his bad leg. ‘I wish she was here.’ He thaught to himself, referring to Cuddy. ‘She really did help me forgot about my leg for 30 seconds.’ He thaught again.

He didn’t know how he felt about Cuddy. At times he had a feeling of…love for her and at times he had a feeling of irritation. But then again, the women had perjured herself for him. She had risked her job God only knows how many times for him. She has risked everything for him time after time. She covers his pantat, keledai on a daily basis and yet she still finds time to run a whole fucking hospital and take care of an infant at home. He owed her BIG time. “I cinta her.” He berkata outloud to himself.

After he took his mandi, shower it was time for breakfast. The food sucked at Mayfield but he guessed it could be worse. Today’s breakfast was sloppy eggs, burnt sausages, and a crappy piece of toast. Yum, yum. He sat in his favorit spot oleh the window all alone. The window, of course, had bars on them so he couldn’t see as much as he would have liked.

As he ate he watched cars pull in and out of Mayfield and observed the people that come in and out. He saw one car pull in and he thaught the car looked familiar but it was also a populer car. Then she got out. The sun beating down on her dark brown hair making it look shiny as ever. Her tight pencil rok and her tight kemeja revealing a good amount of cleavage. And then her heels clicking on the pavement as she walked to the entrance.

“House, gotta lady visiter.” Grey told him 2 menit later. “Oooh, House has a girlfriend.” One of the physc patients berkata laughing histarically and creepily. House walked into the visitors room and saw Cuddy there standing and waitign rather impatiently.

“Hey.” He berkata plainly. “Hey!” She berkata smiling and excited to see him. “Why are anda so happy today?” He asked grumpily. “…I-I don’t know.” She berkata realizing that she was actually happy to see him. He smiled and admired what she was wearing. They sat down selanjutnya to eachother and she shifted her chair to face him. “What do anda want to talk about today?” He asked. “I don’t know. Why don’t anda tampil me around.” She suggested. “Grey! I’m gonna tampil her around. Kay?” He said. “Alright. Promise no trouble?” He asked as they walked out into the cafeteria. “I’ll make sure he stays away from the Vicodin.” Cuddy joked.

They walked down the hall to his room. “Here is where I sleep, cry, puke, and dream about girls with big jugs.” He told her as they stepped into the room. Surprisingly it was clean and neat. It was simple as well. Blue walls, blue curtains, white sheets, and bars on the window.

“Where do anda go to the bathroom?” She asked looking around and noticing no bathroom. “Well aparentley 2 years yang lalu a crazy man killed himself oleh making a pisau out of the toilet paper roll holder so now we go to the community bathroom out in the hall.” He said. “Seriously?” She asked. “No but lets say yes and make it a hell of a lot lebih interesting.” He sat on his tempat tidur and massaged his aching leg…she noticed.

As she sat selanjutnya to him on the tempat tidur she breathed in his scent…it wasn’t him. She loved his collogne that he used to wear. “On a scale from 1-20?” She asked. “…a 16…15 would be pushing it.” He berkata truthfully. “When we are talking if the pain changes just say the number, that way I can see if anda are distracted form the pain atau not.” She said.

“16.” He massaged still. “Err…so, have any friends here?” She asked. “Yeah right.” “What do anda do then?” She was becoming curious. “Therapy sucks.” He said. “What do anda do in therapy?” She asked. “Talk about useless shit like how I’m feeling, atau who do I spend my time thinking about.” He replied. “How are anda feeling?” She smiled as did he. “Like shit…14.” He said. “Who do anda spend your time thinking about?” She smiled again. “Mostly Wilson and you…and my last hooker 2 years ago.” He said.

“Aww, anda spend your time thinking about Wilson and me?” She berkata pretending to be touched. “…and Tasty.” He joked. “Who do anda miss the most?” She asked. “…I never really thaught that I’d say this but being lonley sucks. When I get out of here I’m going to get a dog atau a 24/7 hooker.” He berkata making her laugh a little. “Why don’t anda get a girlfriend?” She asked.

He looked at her and tried to figure out where she was going with this. “You know why I don’t have relationships.” He berkata looking back down at the ground. “Because anda don’t open up?” She guessed. “No, because I’m an ungratful, self-centered, ass…Stacey is messed up so I can understand why she found interest in me.” She looked at him with loving eyes. “Nobody in their right mind would ever cinta me again.” He berkata sadly. She wanted to tell him how she felt but she couldn’t…she didn’t have the guts. Instead she grabbed his hand and held on tight. “4.” He berkata after a while of just sitting and holding her hand.

She smiled and got up. “So when we interact physically the pain decreases dramatically.” She noted. “You make it sound dirty.” He joked and she smiled. “I’ll see anda tomorrow, House.” She berkata patting him on the back. He smiled and walked out with her to the cafeteria. “Be good…for me.” She added with a smile before leaving. As soon as she left the pain started to come back.

He sat back down at his breakfast meja and watched her leave. In his therapy session he played with some paper clips. The therapist kept talking but he tuned him out. “House, I’ve seen they way anda look at her. I’m making a new step in recovery. anda know that if anda don’t do all the steps anda don’t get out of here. The selanjutnya step is telling her how anda feel and how anda are sorry for all the things anda have done to hurt her…I’m sure there are many. Don’t do this out of the fact that anda just want to get out but instead of the fact that anda do have feelings for her and that anda care about what anda did.” The Dr. told him. House took a menit to process this before standing. “Supper time.” He berkata and walked out.

He ate his saus, kuah and biscuits and drank some water before going back to him room. The hot water of the mandi, shower seemed to relieve him of stress and help him think but nothing could take away the physical pain. Nothing except for her…his love. He actually got to sleep because he thaught about her to help him sleep.

Later that night Cuddy sat at her couch, Rachel asleep, drinking some wine. She was thinking about how much she missed him. about how much she missed his jokes that she found irritating…did she cinta him? ‘Nobody in their right mind would ever cinta me again.’ His words repeated in her head. What if she did cinta him? After thinking about it and deciding through 3 glasses of wine she called it a night and went to bed.