The judge {Robert Downey Jr} UNDER EDITING

It can't be

"So, i bought the house" Robert said while we ate dinner.
He cooked an Italian dinner, but I was mostly moving it around in my plate.
"Are you okay with moving next week?"
I looked up at him.
He was the most beautiful human being I had ever seen.
His hair was falling in a untidy way in front of his eyes.
His eyes, those were the death of every doubt I had in my mind.
When I looked in those eyes, I felt loved and wanted.
"Leighton?"
I furrowed my eyebrows, I hadn't realized I zoned out.
"Yeah, I'm fine with whatever"
He nodded and wiped his mouth, already done with his second plate of pasta.
I wasn't even half finished with my first one.
"Did you not like it?" He asked, looking down at my plate.
"It was wonderful, rob. It's just I'm not really hungry"
He didn't look convinced but nodded.
He knew about my problem, he knew there was nothing he could do to make me normal again.
It was impossible.
"I'm almost five days sober" Robert said while he washed the dishes.
I smiled and hugged him from behind
"You deserve some kind of a reward" I whispered in his ear
"Do I?" He said, turning around and grabbing my hips.
I nodded.
He started kissing my neck.
I felt my food come up and I ran towards the bathroom.
I knelt in front of the toilet just in time to throw up the little I had eaten, in it.
"Leighton" I heard Robert's stern voice behind me.
"I did not make myself do it, Robert. I must have the flu."
He nodded and helped me up.
I walked towards my room and got under the covers.
He sat next to me.
"I have to go out tomorrow morning to deal with some stuff. You okay staying here alone?"
I nodded.
He took off his t-shirt and his jeans and got under the covers just in his boxers.
He pulled my head on his chest and wrapped his arm around my waist.
"Goodnight baby"

I woke to an empty bed.
Before I could register anything I was running across the room into the bathroom and throwing up.
Again.
I hated the flu.
I tried to get up from the floor but I felt a new wave start to hit me so I got closer to the toilet and threw up again.
I got up and walked to my room, got my phone and dialed her number.
"Blake, come over? Stomach flu."
"Sure babe. I'll be there in five"

"So, I was thinking about doing a huge friends marathon" Blake said sitting on my couch and turning on Netflix.
I shrugged, feeling my stomach twist yet another time.
"Grab me a bowl" I said, my voice just above a whisper.
She ran to the kitchen and got me what I needed. As soon as she gave me the bowl I was already throwing up in it.
"How many times have you thrown up already?"
"Four I think."
She looked at me, her face thoughtful.
"what day is it today?"
"24th of May" I answered, then I remembered.
My period.
"I'm a week and a half late" I said, panic in my voice.
I couldn't be..
"It's not possible we used.. well we didn't but he didn't.. I took the pill? It's not possible" I said, starting to panic.
Blake got closer to me and hugged me
"Were you using the pill?" I nodded but then remembered the last time i did was before I broke up with Ed. I had finished them, and forgot to buy more.
"Oh my god" I said, she looked at me
"What? What happened?"
I shook my head
"I had finished them before I broke up with Ed and I forgot to buy more then I went to the premiere and everything got confusing and I had sex with Robert and with Ed and oh my fucking God" I said.
"Wait a second, did they.. You know.. Come inside?"
"I think so.. I don't fucking remember"
"We need to buy the tests Leighton. We need to be sure"
I was shocked, I couldn't be pregnant. I just couldn't.
"The only problem is we will get caught. Paparazzi all over the place. I'll call one of my friends and let her bring it by, ok?"
I nodded. I put my head in my hands and waited.
It wasn't until the girl came and gave us the tests that I took my head out of my hands.
"Leighton, you need to pee on these"
I nodded and got up.
I peed on the first one then gave it to Blake.
I returned in the bathroom and peed on the second one.
I walked in the living room, Blake was sat there, the test hiding in her hands.
"Five minutes need to pass." She said, I nodded.
So we sat there. Two pregnancy tests in our hands, clock ticking.
When the five minutes were up, I looked at her.
She smiled reassuringly and opened her hands to look at the result on the first test.
When she looked up, I could read it in her face.
"It's positive, isn't it?"
"We can't be sure. It can be wrong. Look at yours"
I nodded, taking a deep long breath and opening my hands.
Two lines.
Two lines made my world fall down, my hopes for the future crash and burn.
Two lines were all it took to throw me in a huge pit of depression.