The judge {Robert Downey Jr} UNDER EDITING

Fleeting

"I don't know Jeremy" I told him.
He was calling me trying to convince me to come to the premiere. I didn't hate the idea, but I wasn't in the condition to get in front of all those cameras.
"Come on Leigh, why don't you show your face around anymore? Is it because of Robert?"
I squeezed my eyes shut, I couldn't think about him without having the urge to vomit.
The words he said kept replaying in my mind. I tried not to give in, but they always got the best of me.
All I did before I met Ed was terribly masochistic. It started out as a drunk game: See how long you can resist with a lit up cigarette pressed against your arm.
It was a good laugh, actually.
I was lonely and drunk and it seemed to give me something to do. But I started doing it every time I thought of him, so really often.
Soon my arms were full of burns and bruises.

I got out of my thinking, suddenly remembering I was on the phone.
I opened my eyes
"Leigh? Are you okay?" Jeremy said from the other line
"I'll be there, Jeremy. See you tomorrow"
I threw the phone on the couch and followed it sitting with a thump.
I lit up a cigarette. I raised my sleeves up and looked at all the small burns I had. Then I heard the door open.
"Babe" I heard Ed say.
We had gotten back together, I was happier with him, but I still couldn't stop thinking about Robert.
The way his breath felt on my skin, his lips on mine, his hands roaming my body.
Ed was just a fleeting happiness.
"Hey" I said, taking a drag from my cigarette. He came in and sat next to me.
"You okay?"
I nodded, not taking my eyes off the smoking cigarette between my fingers.
"Ed?" I said after a while.
His head was laying on my shoulder, his hand was stroking my arm.
"I have some stuff at my old place, can you take me and help me bring them here?" I said, he nodded.
He kissed my neck slowly.
I closed my eyes; his lips were warn against my skin.
He started sucking my neck lightly, and left a small red spot.
I remembered about the enormous red marks Robert left on my neck, followed by always the same phrase whispered in my ear.
I was his.
I suffocated a smile, I was his.

"I don't understand why you left these here in the first place. They would of been the first thing I would of got." Ed said, holding a bunch of old DVDs.
"I know, I just forgot them here." I said, taking from his hands "the breakfast club" and  the trilogy of Star Wars.
"And what about this? How could you leave this here?" He said, pointing to the small "starry night" from Van Gogh Poster i had gotten in New York a few years back.
"oh, I love that one" I said. He smiled "We got it together, remember?"
I nodded,  smiling too.
He walked towards me and hugged me.
"Come on, let's get these packed up so we can go back home." He said grabbing the things I was supposed to bring back, and putting them in the assigned boxes.
I started helping him.
"Ed?"
"Yeah baby"
"Would you like to come to the premiere of my new film tomorrow with me?" I said, he smiled and kissed my head.
"Of course baby."
I smiled, closing the last box.
He grabbed two and I grabbed two, and we headed downstairs.
Before i closed the door, I took one good last look of the place.
It was empty, except some things here and there.
I pictured it all in my mind.
Adam yelling at me in the kitchen, then leaving me.
Robert kissing me on the couch, slamming me against the wall, his hands on my body.
I shook my head, and closed the door. Ed was waiting for me
"Not so easy leaving this place, huh?"
I shook my head
"Come on" he said. I walked in front of him. I exited the building, and walked down the steps.
I noticed a familiar car parked almost in front of us.
I looked at it, and felt a huge ball of emptiness in my stomach.
A black Porsche Cayenne. I knew that car.
It was his car.
"Baby?" I felt Ed say behind me.
I shook my head, thinking I was crazy. I put the boxes in the trunk of Ed's car, and he did the same.
"Thanks for helping" I said, Ed smiled and wrapped his arms around my waist pulling me in for a kiss.
When his lips touched mine, I wrapped my arms around his neck.
I tried to feel something more of just love for a friend, but at the bottom of my heart I knew it wasn't possible.
I pulled away, and heard the black Porsche start and quickly drive away. I looked at it.
"Ready?" Ed asked, opening the passenger door for me.
I passed one hand through my short hair and faked a smile, nodding.
We drove home in silence, his arm on my thigh, my hand on his hand.

AN:
Hello!
So oscars the other day! What do you think about Leo finally winning? :)
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