STATUS : It's Complicated (A Robert Downey Jr. Fanfic)

CHAPTER 12 : HOME

"No, I am going to drive you home." – Robert did not sound harsh but very straight forward.

I didn't mind him and continued to walk outside. I waited for a cab and luckily, it only took me a minute. I hailed a cab and when I was about to open the door, a hand stopped me. It was Robert. He held the door handle and shut it close. I noticed him eyeing the cab driver and nodding, as if telling him to get lost. The cab sped away.

To my amusement, I shouted at him.

"What is your problem?! I wanna go home and I am not riding your car! - I am feeling angry now.

"No! Let's go home!" – Robert then dragged me towards the parking lot. I tried to let go of his grip but it was too tight and I feel so drunk that I cannot fight back anymore. I am getting dizzier every minute and I think I will pass out. I think I drank too much of the Vodka.

I sat on the passenger seat. While he jogs fast to the driver's seat. We are on his Audi R8 black. I still can't move. My eyes half closed. I heard him made a phone call then the only thing I felt is that the car sped off. The last thing I remember is that the car was moving so fast.

I fell asleep.

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I woke up, feeling like I wanna throw up. I get up but suddenly felt I am on an unfamiliar place. Wait! This is not my room. Not my house! The room is too big I can barely see on the dim lit room from the night stand. Then someone moved beside me.

It was Robert. He got up and did not say a word. He accompanied me to the bathroom holding my hands gently. I really wanna throw up! And in one swift movement, my head is already on the bowl. I am furiously throwing up. He holds my hair back and he continues to caress my back.

I puke repeatedly until nothing comes out anymore. He helped me stand up and he made me leaned on the sink while he flushed the toilet bowl and cleaned the mess I made. I am so embarrassed by that. I washed my face with the soap. My eyes were bloodshot red. "Too much Vodka" I thought.

After I am done, I went back to bed. My head is throbbing with pain. I check the time, it was only 5am. I felt bad for Robert. He could be enjoying his sleep. He is a bit drunk too, you know?

I began to speak.

"Robert, I am so sorry if I have bothered you. You could've let me ride the cab but you opted to accompany me. Sorry for all the mess." – me to Robert. I think I am about to cry.

"Stop. It's okay. Let's go back to sleep." – Robert pulled me to bed and he lay me down. Afterwards, he laid down bedside me and pull the blanket towards us.

I just follow him. But I can't help but ask him : "Who's house is this?"

"It's mine. My rest house in here in East Malibu. Even Susan doesn't know about it. This is my get away place when I need to think, to get away from the lime light for a while. Only me and Jimmy knows about this." – Robert explains while he snuggle me. Put his arms on my waist and pull me closer to him. My back facing him.

"Why didn't you bring me to my apartment instead?" – I asked him again.

"I called Tina and she said she and Carl won't be back until tomorrow. They were caught up with other office friends with their sudden change of plans. They cannot leave you alone there. They wanna say sorry because of their sudden change of plan. I just told them that I'll take care of you. And they are okay with that." – Robert continues to explain.

"Did you change my clothes for me?" –I can't help but notice that I am now wearing a huge t-shirt and boxers shorts that I assume is Robert's

"Yeah. I don't have a choice. Don't worry. I didn't do anything stupid. And there's nothing I didn't see yet from you." – Robert lightly laughed. Oh, I know what he means. I just ignored it.

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