Let me in. (Robert Downey Jr Fanfic) Complete

14. Another side to her

*Roberts' POV*

I reached out my hand to find Emilia next to me on my bed but I couldn't find her. I opened up my eyes, squinting, looking around my room. The sun was already shining bright through the windows.

"Emilia?" I asked in my morning voice.

I sat up straight, running my hand through my hair and yawning. She couldn't have left to go home. She needed me to drive her. She must be downstairs in the kitchen making her coffee. She sure loved coffee.

Last night was amazing. I'm smiling from ear to ear just thinking about it. Not once, not twice, not even three times but four! Every time just kept getting better and better and I thought that the first time was already incredible.

I walked into the bathroom washing my face. I suddenly heard a high pitch voice coming from downstairs. She was screaming. I ran into the hallway, down the stairs to find Emilia walking around, pacing up and down my living room. She was on the phone with someone and seemed really upset. No scratch that, she was furious.

"HOW DARE YOU?! HOW DARE YOU EVEN SPEAK TO ME YOU FUCKING BASTARD!!"

I heard someone yelling through the phone as well. I just stood there in the doorway, not knowing what to do.

"DON'T! DON'T YOU DARE BLAMING EVERYTHING ON ME! YOU KNOW DAMN WELL WHO'S FAULT IT IS! YOU'RE JUST TO MUCH OF A COWARD AND A BASTARD TO EVEN REALIZE IT!"

I was starting to get really worried. I have never seen her this angry before. I don't think I've ever seen anyone this angry before. Tears were falling down her face but not from sadness, from anger.

"Shut up...shut up... JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP KILLIAN!! YOU KNOW WHAT??!! I DON'T EVEN GIVE A SHIT!! I NEVER HAVE!! YOU CAN ALL DROP DEAD ONE AFTER ANOTHER AND I WOULDN'T EVEN BAT AN EYE!!"

Even I was beginning to get scared of her. I need to remind myself to never piss her of like this guy is doing.

"I told you once, and I will say it one last time and I hope for your sake that you will listen this time. Don't. You. Ever. Call me back again, don't you ever come and find me, don't you even dare and think about me! Or else for God have mercy on your soul, I. Will. Kill. You."

She hung up the phone, closed her eyes and ran a hand through her hair trying to calm herself down by taking deep breathes. I walked over to her placing my hands on her shoulders and massaging them slowly.

"I-I'm sorry you had to see that." Her voice cracked.

"It's ok Emilia. Do you want to talk about it?"

"NO! no.. I-I can't. I'm sorry. I-I don't want you to know." She started crying.

I turned her around so she was facing me and hold her. We stood there for a while until her crying stopped.

"Emilia, you know you can trust me right? I'll always be here for you. You don't have to be ashamed about anything around me."

She dropped her arms to her sides and stepped back, looking down on the ground.

"I can't Robert. I can't believe that I actually started to trust someone again. I started to trust you, I started to open up my heart to you but once again life screwed me over and brought me a blast from the past. Helping me to remind why I can never let someone in my life ever again. I'm sorry Robert but I'm not the person that you think I am. I'm actually far from it. I-I can't do this anymore Ro-"

She started to cry again, covering her face with her hands. I stepped towards her reaching out my hands to hold her again but she jumped back.

"DON'T! Please.. don't.. I just need to go home. Please Robert..." She said, whispering out the last part.

"Alright." I whispered back.

I parked my car in front of her apartment and was about to get out to open her door but she held me back.

"Don't bother." She said emotionless, staring straight in front of her. She got out of the car and disappeared from my sight when she entered the building. I was seriously worried about her. She seems to be very shaken up, upset, sad and angry. I don't know what to do but she asked me to give her some space, so I did, driving back home.

How did such a wonderful night, turn into such a worrying morning.

*Emilia's POV*

I walked into my apartment after Robert dropped me off. Now that I was alone I could feel the anger coming back up again. I tried to stay as calm as I could around Robert but I couldn't hold it in any longer. I threw my back pack across the room knocking over a plant on a small table in the corner. I screamed as loud as I could flipping over the coffee table. The glass shattered all over the place but I didn't care. I was shaking from head till toe. I walked to the refrigerator and grabbed a full bottle of Jack Daniels and started drinking right from the bottle taking big gulps.

"Damn it.. DAMN IT!!!!" I leaned back against the wall and dropped to the floor. I lifted up my knees, crossed my arms around them. I took a few gulps of Jack and placed my head on my knees. I started crying out loud.

I started to realize that I'll never get rid of my past. No matter how far I move, no matter how many years pass. Just one simple phone call and it's all back again. I'll never be able to put the past behind me.

I felt the urge again. I couldn't stop thinking about that white powder that always made me feel better in the worst of times. I need it so God damn much right now.

"NO!!" I grabbed my head in my hands pulling on my hair. "No.." I've been clean for a couple of years now. I can't throw all that away now?!

"It's all their fault." I said grinning through my teeth. If it wasn't for them, for my adoption family. I would've never fallen so low as I did a couple years ago. It was even worse than hell, trying to climb my way out of that dark hole. I can't, I won't fall back in again. I have to be better than them. That's what my parents and brother would've wanted but GOD DAMN IT!!! I'm so fucking angry right now.

I could feel myself losing control. I've finished over half of the bottle. I just went on a rampage and I couldn't stop.