Misery → Robert Downey Jr Fanfic.[EDITING ]

Chapter 12

( Robert's POV )

Only God knows how hard it was for me to walk away from that girl. With every single step I take, something inside me beg me turn back and make that conversation longer.

But I had no choice. I had to walk away. Knowing that I'm not gonna remember any of what happened, that I'm not gonna remember her when I wake up clearly bothered me .
I wish that I wasn't drunk. Yet ,if I wasn't drunk non of that would even happen.

The alcohol is taking it's affect on me. Seriously I don't know who is talking inside my head right now. Every thing I think about right now is the absolute opposite of a sober me can say.

It was useless to continue that conversation when I know that I'm not gonna remember any of it.
Non of us will remember and we'll move on with our lives. I bet if we crossed paths we won't recognize each other.

Why am I over thinking this. It was nothing really. As if it meant anything to me or even her. I have no idea why I'm affected by her, but I know that I should not give it so much thought, because in no way I'm going to feel any thing towards her, that if I ever met her again. And that's impossible.
I don't even know her name.

I decided that it's enough thinking about her and it's time to leave. Obviously I can't drive so I decided to sleep in the car. I'll drive home when I wake up.
the worst thing about getting drunk are hangovers. I don't want to think about that either because it hurts just thinking about it.
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( Rosalyn's POV )

"Come on Rosy, it's afternoon already. "
I heard Harry's voice . If he think that I'm going to get out of that comfy, warm bed then he can't be more wrong.

I just goarned and tuned the other side in response.

Suddenly I felt the sun light abusing my eyes.
"If did not close the curtains right now I'm going to kill you. " I said irritated
" You will have to get up to kill me. " he said sarcastically.
" I'm not getting up. " I said and closed my eyes again.
"Is it your final decision? " he asked and I gave him no reply.
" I'm taking that as a yes. "

Then I felt him on the bed behind me.
His fingers moved under the covers and started to tickle me. I moved farther away from him but he turned me on my back tickling me even harder.

"Stooooooooop, " I laughed lightly my eyes still closed.

"If you don't get up right now I'm going to carry you to the bathtub and pour some cold refreshing water on you. "

"You're cruel,......and my head aches. " I said finally realizing that getting drunk wasn't a wise decision after all.
" And what are you doing here? I'm mad at you. "

" Well I apologized last night and you forgave me. It's not my fault you don't remember any of it ."

" I'm not convinced. " I said and he rolled his eyes.

I got up, but stumbled and fell back on the bed. I sighed and got up again balancing myself this time.

"I'm going to make you something to help with your hangover. " He said while walking out of the room.

Moments like this, make me feel more than thankful for having Harry in my life. I don't think I would've made it this far if he wasn't there for me.
He always take good care of me. It hurts me that I'm not able to give him what he wants. Give him love. He got my heart even though it's not in the way he wants it. it hurts me that he won't let me take care of him as well.

I understand that all the secrets he kept from me was because he promised dad. I understand that dad kept them from me in order to keep me safe.
But at least Harry should have told me earlier.
He should have told me right after they died.
I spent five years wandering around and and around. I spent five years in circles. All the time I was desperate to find any clue. All the times I cried myself out for being so useless and worthless in his arms. He would comfort me and tell me that everything is gonna be alright.

Didn't he feel guilty?

I looked at myself at the mirror. I looked horrible but that was the least of my concerns right now.

I just wish there is nothing more I should know about.

I walked out of the bathroom and headed towards the kitchen. The smell of coffee is invading the whole house. I can't complian, coffee scent is my favorite .

Harry smiled at me and handed me a cup of coffee, while making him one.
I took it gladly.

" So, you went to work today? " I asked starting a conversation.
" Yeah. I didn't have much to do so I decided to come and check out on you. "

I shot him a smile " Thanks Hazz."

" Oh, Anne told me to tell you that they removed your tracking device because it would have caused an infection. "
" Is it okay if I felt happy they did? Because, God felt like a freak with that thing under my skin "

" They will reinstall it again though, if your arm healed before the big mission. "

" Now I want my arm to never heal. I want it to stay just stay like that."

He nodded understanding.

"Well whether I'm okay or not. I have two more days off, then I'll have to get back to work. I guess by then we're going to start the endless meetings with the director to plan for our next move." I continued

" Oh by the way, you know , the info we got from that organization? We're not authorized to have a look on them. Only the director. "

" What? Why? " confusion is taking over me.

" I have no idea. He said that he'll tell us everything in time. "

"That's weird? Wait.... this whole mission was to be able to get the famous agent to work with us. Sooooo he's going to negotiate with the head of that organization. The director give him his system back up, he give us the agent in return. "

" Yea I figured that, the question is why he does not want anyone to know any of the info that might be on that disk. "

" Well, I'm not going to defend him or give any possible excuses, but you know he's a good man. I don't think he's hiding something , maybe he has something planned ."

" I can't concentrate right now, let's drop it and see what's gonna happen. " he said and I totally agree.
Let's just hope that things go on our favor.

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( Meanwhile at the organization )

(The director's POV)

Everything is going according to the plan. The first move went successfuly .

I need to make my next move soon . But I have to wait tell Rosalyn gets better first .

This girl....she is just like her parents. more like her father. Smart, determined, strong and nothing can stop her from accomplishing what she started.

When I promised her to get her the one who murdered her parents, I wasn't just saying that to encourage her to succeed. I want that revenge as bad as she does. I'm only few steps away from finding him. And when I do I'm gonna leave the part of killing him to her , but that' s not it. He's not just the one he did it and I'm so gonna make sure the one who ordered him and anyone who can be related to their death  pay for that.

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( Third person POV )

Few days passed and everyone is hopeless . The Boss spcialy. There is no sign of who did this and why they did it. Oh but he's certain that he's going to hear from them soon.

" Boss ,it's over. In no way we can restore the system. I'm sorry I did everything I can." The agent sighed in defeat.

" What do you mean that you did everything you can? Its obviously not enough. " The boss snapped .

" Sir, I've been working on that for two days straight. I don't know what else I can do. " The agent defended.

" Just get out. I don't want to see your pathetic face. "

"Yes sir. " The agent walked out of his boss' office.

Let's just wait.

He knew exactly what is going to happen and he knows what to do when it's time.

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