The judge {Robert Downey Jr} UNDER EDITING

Epilogue

I looked at lex in front of me.
Was I dead? Did he shoot me?
He was looking out the door, the gun falling on the floor.
I wasn't dead. It wasn't me.
Just as I was sighing in relief I panicked again, jumping to my feet.
"Robert" I yelled
I ran to the door, lex following behind.
When I got on the street, I found Robert laying on the floor unconscious.
Three men were running away.
I fell to the floor, grabbing him in my arms
"Baby?"
I looked for signs of a bullet.
But I couldn't see anything.
"Baby what happened?" I said, tears escaping my eyes as I shook him.
I grabbed my phone and dialed 911
"Hello? My boyfriend is unconscious i think he got shot"
I heard the woman speak, and I answered her telling her where we were.
The following 40 minutes were the worst of my life.
Everything was moving in slow motion.
I looked at the paramedics carry Robert on the ambulance.
I got Robert's keys from his jacket and walked to his car, my eyes full of tears.
I knew I was I no condition to drive, but what was the alternative?
"Leighton?"
I turned around
Lex was still outside with me.
"I'll drive. You're gonna get yourself killed"
I looked at him as he grabbed the keys from my hands and got in the car.
I slowly walked to the other side, getting in the car as well.
The ride was short and silent.
Only my few sobs broke the silence.
When we arrived at the hospital I got out of the car and ran inside.
They were bringing Robert into surgery.
"What happened? Can anybody tell me what happened?"
I yelled, but nobody even turned to me.
I sat down on a chair, my head in my hands.
Lex sat down next to me.
"He didn't look that bad. He'll be okay"
We waited for 20 minutes until a doctor came out of the surgery room. He looked at me and smiled
"Are you ere for Mr Downey?"
I nodded
"He's okay. He was shot but the bullet hardly touched his skin, it hit something in his pocket and saved his life probably.
We brought him into surgery but it wasn't needed. He'll awake the anesthesia in a few hours. You'll be able to talk to him then. He'll be brought in room 404"
I sighed in relief
"Thank you doctor"
He smiled at me and walked away.
I turned to Lex. He was sitting uncomfortably in his chair, his hands laying on his lap.
"Listen, Leighton. I'm sorry."
I shook my head
"It's okay Lex. It's all good"
He nodded
"So, is that your boyfriend?"
I nodded
"Iron man?"
I laughed, tears of relief escaping my eyes.
I nodded
"Yeah"

A few hours later, I walked in room 404.
Robert was laying there, his eyes closed.
I sat on the chair next to his bed and grabbed his hand.
"Baby?" I whispered.
He opened his eyes slowly and flashed me a tired smile.
"Hey"
I squeezed his hand
"How are you feeling?"
He closed his eyes and reopened them again slowly
"It's all good in the hood"
I laughed
"I'm so sorry. It's my fault" I said
He shook his head
"It's not. I got myself into it"
I furrowed my eyebrows
"Why?"
He smiled
"This guy came up to me and said "hey nice car" and I was like "I know, what did you expect from RDJ himself" and he got all mad and weird and said "are you bragging? You saying i couldn't afford one myself?" and i was like
"That's not what I said but yes, you could never afford a car like this"
So he got all defensive and shit and told me to give him the keys and I obviously said no. So he called two of his friends and they also told me to give them the keys and I said no.
Then one of them said something about beating me up so I said
"Are you gonna do that after or at the same time you guys are jerking each other off?"
So at that point the first guy was so annoyed he shot me and they ran away"
I laughed and shook my head
"Oh god Downey you sure have a death wish"
He shrugged and flashed me a smile
"We have that in common"
I shrugged and smiled.
"Does it hurt?"
He shrugged
"My ribs are kind of scratched, but they don't hurt too much" I nodded, laying my head on his shoulder.
"What did you have in the pocket of your shirt?" I whispered.
He looked down at me
"It saved your life" I continued
He smiled
"My shirt is right there. Can you look for me please?"
I nodded and got up, walking to the chair where all his things were.
I got his shirt and looked in the pocket, grabbing a big blue box.
I furrowed my eyebrows and turned around, looking at him.
"Open it" he ordered.
I slowly lifted up the lid, revealing a big beautiful ring.
"Robert" I whispered.
I heard him get up groaning.
He walked towards me, with his horrible hospital gown.
I looked up at him, and he grabbed my hand
"It's the 23rd of October. I am furious at my wife. I walk into the lunchroom and I lock eyes with a girl. She immediately looks down.
First thing I though was "wow, those eyes." then i noticed your boobs and I though "wow those boobs"
I laughed, tears coming up to my eyes
"So I went over there, sat down. She didn't speak at all but just sitting there with her in silence was somehow comforting.
So let's fast forwards a minute okay? It's the 23rd of December. I am getting on a plane with this girl to leave for New York. I've already kissed her. Touched her. Felt her skin against mine. And as I look at her, her eyes glowing with aliveness and wonder when she looks down at the snowy streets of the best city on earth I though
"wow this girl. I'm gonna have to marry this girl" But my demons came to bite me in the ass once more. Fast forwards fast forwards.
It's the 31st of December.
I hear people chanting. Counting down the seconds that lead to a new year. And I'm thinking
"What's the point? What's the point on living a whole new year if I don't have that girl?"
So the following morning, I'm already set to end my pain. I have a picture of the girl in my hand, a whole deal of cocaine on my table.
Pills in my other hand. But somehow, I end up in my car, driving to the airport. Flying to Boston. Heading to her house.
I'm ready to get her back.
Fast forwards. I'm sorry but they are needed for this story"
I rolled my eyes and smiled
He continued
"The day of the premiere. I am walking the red carpet. I look at my ex wife pregnant with my baby.
I look at the crowds screaming my name. But nothing gets my attention more than the girl I love walking hand in hand with her boyfriend. It wasn't the first time I saw them together. But it broke my heart. So we locked eyes from far away. Just like the first day we met.
Only this time, our eyes were used to locking and staying that way. But she looked at her guy, leaving my eyes lingering.
So I thought "wow, I fucked up real bad. I lost my chance in being happy"
I felt a tear escape my eye, as I watched him tell his story.
"So I walk in the movies. I get beaten up by her guy, go home. Get drunk. Then I get thing amazing idea of going back. So I get in my car. Drive. Enter the after party. And I saw her dancing there. Another amazing idea, I get her, take her in the bathroom. It was so low class. I was a douche. A d*ck. But she took me back. Fast forwards, last time I swear.
I am waiting, i am crying. I am outside the door of the surgery room. They say she won't make it. They say she's dying . But I stay there, my hands sweating.
I have just found out she was pregnant. She was pregnant with our baby, and she has lost it.
I stay there, until she's out.
I stay there, next to her bed while she's in a coma. I stay there, holding her hand, telling her how much I love her.
But then it hit me, and I thought
"wow, it's my fault isn't it?" So I leave. I leave even though I breaks my heart. I thought it was the best thing. But as each day passed,I felt a hole in my chest, ripping my soul away."
I was crying my eyes out, almost sobbing, but I didn't dare interrupt him. A tear escapes his eye too, but he continues speaking
"I never believed in God. But when I ran back to her, ready for her to reject me, she took me back. Once more. I started believing there was something that wanted us to be alive. Wanted us to be together.
I don't know if it's god, I don't know if it's faith. But it's something."
He grabbed my hand in his
"Leighton. We've been through a lot. We've been through abuse, addiction, pain, depression, deaths, happiness, pain again, lust, love.
But never less, we're still here. We're still somehow standing. With broken fingers, broken ribs, wrists, hearts.
We're still here. And I love you so much. I will do it for the rest of my days if you are willing to let this old man marry you."
My breath caught
"Will you?" He asked again, trying to get on his knees, but I grabbed his arm and hugged him, wrapping my arms around his neck.
My tears were staining his shirt, but he didn't mind.
"I will" I whispered in his ear.
The End.
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