House was at his Piano playing the tune he wrote in Jr. High. The Vicodin bottle lay empty on the window sill. He would have to resort to his secret stash to get through the night.
Ring. Ring.
House limped over to his phone.
"House, are anda alright?" asked Wilson in a slightly frenzied tone.
"Peachy. Why do anda ask?"
"You looked like hell after Cuddy told anda about the adoption. I haven't seen that look on your face since Stacy left you."
"Well, anda know I have been quite constipated so that was the look anda probably saw."
"Yeah, maybe you're right. It was trapped gas that made anda look like your whole world was falling down around you."
"Right."
"You're upset that she didn't tell you."
"It's her life. It's her business."
"But her business, my business, is always somehow your business too. You're angry that anda didn't notice any changes with her."
"Wilson, I'm not angry atau upset. Cuddy can take care of herself." He berkata sighing heavily.
"House, she told me about the adoption because she didn't know how anda would handle things. anda just Lost your father. anda and I were having problems and she wasn't sure if anda were up for anymore new changes. She wanted to tell you...
"Then she should have. I helped her before with her IVF injections. I know how much she wants children. Why would she go to you..."
"So, you're jealous because she used to confide in anda when it came to this part of her life and now she's confiding in me."
"I don't get jealous."
"Wait a minute, there's something lebih going on here."
"Wilson, don't..."
"You feel like she's choosing this whole new life over you. God, anda wanted to be her whole new life...You have feelings for her."
"I don't know what I have."
"No, House. I think that for the first time, in a long time, anda do know what anda have...Be there for her. She'll never say it, but she was hurt when anda left the shop."
"I just needed to get out of there."
"I'm only gone four months and anda finaly manage to fall in Cinta with..."
"Don't finish that sentence."
Wilson began to laugh on the other end of the line.
"Goodnight, Wilson." House berkata in an annoyed voice.
"Tell her how anda feel. She should know."
Before House could utter another word, Wilson hung up.
Ring. Ring.
House limped over to his phone.
"House, are anda alright?" asked Wilson in a slightly frenzied tone.
"Peachy. Why do anda ask?"
"You looked like hell after Cuddy told anda about the adoption. I haven't seen that look on your face since Stacy left you."
"Well, anda know I have been quite constipated so that was the look anda probably saw."
"Yeah, maybe you're right. It was trapped gas that made anda look like your whole world was falling down around you."
"Right."
"You're upset that she didn't tell you."
"It's her life. It's her business."
"But her business, my business, is always somehow your business too. You're angry that anda didn't notice any changes with her."
"Wilson, I'm not angry atau upset. Cuddy can take care of herself." He berkata sighing heavily.
"House, she told me about the adoption because she didn't know how anda would handle things. anda just Lost your father. anda and I were having problems and she wasn't sure if anda were up for anymore new changes. She wanted to tell you...
"Then she should have. I helped her before with her IVF injections. I know how much she wants children. Why would she go to you..."
"So, you're jealous because she used to confide in anda when it came to this part of her life and now she's confiding in me."
"I don't get jealous."
"Wait a minute, there's something lebih going on here."
"Wilson, don't..."
"You feel like she's choosing this whole new life over you. God, anda wanted to be her whole new life...You have feelings for her."
"I don't know what I have."
"No, House. I think that for the first time, in a long time, anda do know what anda have...Be there for her. She'll never say it, but she was hurt when anda left the shop."
"I just needed to get out of there."
"I'm only gone four months and anda finaly manage to fall in Cinta with..."
"Don't finish that sentence."
Wilson began to laugh on the other end of the line.
"Goodnight, Wilson." House berkata in an annoyed voice.
"Tell her how anda feel. She should know."
Before House could utter another word, Wilson hung up.
So...here is my work lol.
Hope anda like it...and there aren't any mistakes in it.
Tomorrow
"Tomorrow" anda tell me with a smile
Tomorrow everything will be different
Tomorrow everything will have changed
Tomorrow it will get better.
Tomorrow we will talk again
anda tell me with a smile.
Tomorrow...
Everyday anda tell me.
Tomorrow
But what if there won't be any tomorrow?
What if the world turns upside down?
What if I decide I'm sick of tomorrow
What if there won't be any tomorrow for me?
What if this is my last tomorrow?
What would anda do?
Tomorrow is endlessly for me.
Time contains of tomorrows.
Everyday is a tomorrow.
What if I don't want to carry on like this?
What would anda do?
But anda just keep on smiling at me
and tell me the magic word
Tomorrow.
And both of us know
it will never happen...
because there are just too many tomorrows.