"Hey,you prick!Wake up"!
House opens his eyes in surpise,trying to figure out where he is.He is sitting on a bench.Grass is tickling his bare feet and a soft breeze is making him shiver,as he's wearing only a hospital gown.How the hell did he end up here?The last thing he remembered was being in his apartment,drinking himself silly,looking at a syringe on his table.
"Oh,crap"!
"Exactly,you douche bag",the mysterious voice said.
House turns around and sees a man in his early thirties,leering at him.He is wearing a pair of worn-out trousers and a gray raincoat.
"Where am I"?
"Why do they always ask me the same stupid question over and over again when they already know the answer"? He looks at House who is staring at him with awe.He sighs.
I forget.The awe in front of eternity?The realisation that they've done a big mistake or simply because they're thick in the head?Pick one!
"So,this is afterlife?House asks with a huge grin on his face.I thought it it would be hotter,with a lot of cauldrons occupied by winged creatures".
"Oh,that's where you're heading!This is merely the waiting room". House's smirk disappears instantly.Can't a guy make a joke?House sighs with relief when he notices the stranger looking at him with pity.
"What"?
"I never thought the great Gregory House would care about Heaven.Life is full of surprises".
"As long as there is plenty of booze and hookers,I don't care where I end up".
"Don't be blasphemous",the stranger said angrily,making the temperature drop quickly.
"Use those cheap tricks on someone who gives a crap!Not me"!
"Don't get cocky with me!I'll wipe that smirk off your face"!
"I'm scared!What will you do?Kill me?You can't do anything to hurt me".
"We'll see".A yellow bird lands in front of House.The stranger grabs it and starts stroking it with affection.
"What are you doing"?House asks him.
"It's time".
"For what"?The stranger kisses the head of the bird.The bird becomes rigid and lies dead in his palm.Why did you do that for?
The stranger kisses the bird again and it starts twitching.He releases it and it flies away.The stranger gets up and offers his hand to House.
"It's time".
"I'm not going anywhere untill you tell me what's going on".The stranger sighs again.
"The Greeks believe that when someone passes away,they have to take,someone close to them,with them to accommodate them in the afterlife.It's time to choose".Three doors appear in front of them.He beckons House.
"No!I'm not going to be part of this charade".
"What are you afraid of?You're supposed to not care about anyone.Afraid that nobody ever cared about you"?
"I'm a doctor!I save lives,not take them!
"It's so hard?Then let Luck chooce for you".He takes three Tarot cards out of his pocket.He looks at House with annoyance."You could at least look at the candidates,for Christ's sake!Forgive me,Lord!He waits.You don't have anything to lose by watching.House sighs and opens the first door.
He can see his mother sitting in her kitchen.She is looking at an old album.
"That's you"? House nods.His mother is flipping through the photos.Tears are falling down her face. She feels guilty.If she had told your father the truth,she believes that things would have been different.He wouldn't have been so harsh on you and you wouldn't have turned into the man you became.
House is silent,still looking at his mother.
"It's time for curtain No 2".The kitchen disappears.They are in a bedroom.A man and a woman are on the bed.House smiles.
"I never thought you had it in you,Wilson"!
"You know,Wilson was the one to find you".
"Lucky him".House said still looking at his friend on top of the woman.
"I didn't bring you here to get you off"!
"I'm a man.Unless Wilson stops soon...
That moment Wilson gets up crying and leaves the room.
"He hired a hooker,just to feel near you".
"What a wimp.Couldn't he at least find a better excuse"?
"He feels...
"Yeah,yeah!Guilty for not finding me sooner,for not changing me.I get the drill".
"You're very impatient".
"I don't like games"!
"But,that's what you did all these years.It's nice to taste your own medicine sometimes.Come on.Two down,one to go".
They are transferred into Rachel's nursery.Cuddy is looking at her.House stares at Cuddy for a while.
"She's not sad",House says.
"Does that matter?Did you think Cuddy would lose the capacity to live because you died?She has her daughter to think about". House seems hurt.The stranger puts his hand on House's shoulder.She has always cared about you.If you had once paid attention,you would have noticed it.
House smiles and grabs Cuddy's ass.She doesn't feel it.
"Time's up.You have to pick".
"I can't".The stranger goes near Cuddy.NO!
"Maybe Rachel"?
"Why are you doing this"?
"You put this upon yourself.You've got to choose"!
"I won't"!
"Then you don't leave me another choice"!A bright,burning light appears.House is in a hospital bed.The stranger is smiling at him.
"This was your plan all along"?House says.
"Yep!And you completely fell for it".
"Thank you".
"Don't screw this up.I'll be watching you"!The stranger leaves the room singing "Time is on my side,yes it is.Time is on my side".
THE END
House opens his eyes in surpise,trying to figure out where he is.He is sitting on a bench.Grass is tickling his bare feet and a soft breeze is making him shiver,as he's wearing only a hospital gown.How the hell did he end up here?The last thing he remembered was being in his apartment,drinking himself silly,looking at a syringe on his table.
"Oh,crap"!
"Exactly,you douche bag",the mysterious voice said.
House turns around and sees a man in his early thirties,leering at him.He is wearing a pair of worn-out trousers and a gray raincoat.
"Where am I"?
"Why do they always ask me the same stupid question over and over again when they already know the answer"? He looks at House who is staring at him with awe.He sighs.
I forget.The awe in front of eternity?The realisation that they've done a big mistake or simply because they're thick in the head?Pick one!
"So,this is afterlife?House asks with a huge grin on his face.I thought it it would be hotter,with a lot of cauldrons occupied by winged creatures".
"Oh,that's where you're heading!This is merely the waiting room". House's smirk disappears instantly.Can't a guy make a joke?House sighs with relief when he notices the stranger looking at him with pity.
"What"?
"I never thought the great Gregory House would care about Heaven.Life is full of surprises".
"As long as there is plenty of booze and hookers,I don't care where I end up".
"Don't be blasphemous",the stranger said angrily,making the temperature drop quickly.
"Use those cheap tricks on someone who gives a crap!Not me"!
"Don't get cocky with me!I'll wipe that smirk off your face"!
"I'm scared!What will you do?Kill me?You can't do anything to hurt me".
"We'll see".A yellow bird lands in front of House.The stranger grabs it and starts stroking it with affection.
"What are you doing"?House asks him.
"It's time".
"For what"?The stranger kisses the head of the bird.The bird becomes rigid and lies dead in his palm.Why did you do that for?
The stranger kisses the bird again and it starts twitching.He releases it and it flies away.The stranger gets up and offers his hand to House.
"It's time".
"I'm not going anywhere untill you tell me what's going on".The stranger sighs again.
"The Greeks believe that when someone passes away,they have to take,someone close to them,with them to accommodate them in the afterlife.It's time to choose".Three doors appear in front of them.He beckons House.
"No!I'm not going to be part of this charade".
"What are you afraid of?You're supposed to not care about anyone.Afraid that nobody ever cared about you"?
"I'm a doctor!I save lives,not take them!
"It's so hard?Then let Luck chooce for you".He takes three Tarot cards out of his pocket.He looks at House with annoyance."You could at least look at the candidates,for Christ's sake!Forgive me,Lord!He waits.You don't have anything to lose by watching.House sighs and opens the first door.
He can see his mother sitting in her kitchen.She is looking at an old album.
"That's you"? House nods.His mother is flipping through the photos.Tears are falling down her face. She feels guilty.If she had told your father the truth,she believes that things would have been different.He wouldn't have been so harsh on you and you wouldn't have turned into the man you became.
House is silent,still looking at his mother.
"It's time for curtain No 2".The kitchen disappears.They are in a bedroom.A man and a woman are on the bed.House smiles.
"I never thought you had it in you,Wilson"!
"You know,Wilson was the one to find you".
"Lucky him".House said still looking at his friend on top of the woman.
"I didn't bring you here to get you off"!
"I'm a man.Unless Wilson stops soon...
That moment Wilson gets up crying and leaves the room.
"He hired a hooker,just to feel near you".
"What a wimp.Couldn't he at least find a better excuse"?
"He feels...
"Yeah,yeah!Guilty for not finding me sooner,for not changing me.I get the drill".
"You're very impatient".
"I don't like games"!
"But,that's what you did all these years.It's nice to taste your own medicine sometimes.Come on.Two down,one to go".
They are transferred into Rachel's nursery.Cuddy is looking at her.House stares at Cuddy for a while.
"She's not sad",House says.
"Does that matter?Did you think Cuddy would lose the capacity to live because you died?She has her daughter to think about". House seems hurt.The stranger puts his hand on House's shoulder.She has always cared about you.If you had once paid attention,you would have noticed it.
House smiles and grabs Cuddy's ass.She doesn't feel it.
"Time's up.You have to pick".
"I can't".The stranger goes near Cuddy.NO!
"Maybe Rachel"?
"Why are you doing this"?
"You put this upon yourself.You've got to choose"!
"I won't"!
"Then you don't leave me another choice"!A bright,burning light appears.House is in a hospital bed.The stranger is smiling at him.
"This was your plan all along"?House says.
"Yep!And you completely fell for it".
"Thank you".
"Don't screw this up.I'll be watching you"!The stranger leaves the room singing "Time is on my side,yes it is.Time is on my side".
THE END
I hide myself from the world,
building up walls to keep people out,
I try to keep them up, but instead,
you just knock them right back down.
Why do you really care if I'm happy?
Is it just you caring or is it love?
I want to ask you so many questions,
but it's rather hard to do,
because there is so much I want to confess to you.
About how my love grows for you deeper and deeper everyday,
and how everytime I see you, I could fade away.
Though I'd never protest my love to you,
in the way I'm saying it now.
But, I promise one day, I'll show it,
some way, some how.
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Sorry guys if it's not really good,
it's my first poem.:/
building up walls to keep people out,
I try to keep them up, but instead,
you just knock them right back down.
Why do you really care if I'm happy?
Is it just you caring or is it love?
I want to ask you so many questions,
but it's rather hard to do,
because there is so much I want to confess to you.
About how my love grows for you deeper and deeper everyday,
and how everytime I see you, I could fade away.
Though I'd never protest my love to you,
in the way I'm saying it now.
But, I promise one day, I'll show it,
some way, some how.
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Sorry guys if it's not really good,
it's my first poem.:/
A poem I wrote while I was bored. It's about House and his pain. How his pain keeps him from dealing with his problems.
Pain: A House poem.
Pain, It distracts me,
It keeps me from being angry,
It blocks out problems I don’t want to face
Scars vanish without a trace
Pain, It makes me forget
All of my regrets
About those I pushed away
When I really wanted them to stay
Pain, It takes away my fears
Like, if I will be alone the rest of my years
Left here to drown
In all of my secret tears
On pain I am now dependant,
Though it is my assailant
I am as addicted to the pain
As I am to drugs I use to make it no longer remain
Thanks for reading!!! Plz comment!!!
Pain: A House poem.
Pain, It distracts me,
It keeps me from being angry,
It blocks out problems I don’t want to face
Scars vanish without a trace
Pain, It makes me forget
All of my regrets
About those I pushed away
When I really wanted them to stay
Pain, It takes away my fears
Like, if I will be alone the rest of my years
Left here to drown
In all of my secret tears
On pain I am now dependant,
Though it is my assailant
I am as addicted to the pain
As I am to drugs I use to make it no longer remain
Thanks for reading!!! Plz comment!!!