Chapter Four: This Is Goodbye

"Okay, so I have officially decided that I'm gonna have to murder you now. Because it is now a brand new day, the sun is bright and the birds are singing. But you know what I still haven't heard back from my best friend, who is making me go crazy. You turning me into a creeper and a stalker, I didn't even call my ex's this much when they didn't come home. So yeah I'm gonna have to murder you, because you had me worrying all night without so much as a text. But if you call me back for once, I might be able to spare you another day. But seriously call me back please, I just want to make sure you're okay."

Olivia was listening to yet another voice mail from Quinn. She couldn't help but laugh at Quinn's flare for the dramatics. She really didn't mean to have her worrying about her all night. But checking her voice mail and returning calls were the last things on her mind. She didn't think to check them, until she got in the cab, to go to her parents house. And only after they had been driving for a while, did she realize she didn't have her wallet. 'Shit' She knew, she had to have dropped it, at Fitz, but she didn't remember how she got there last night. And she really wasn't paying attention to her surroundings when she left this afternoon.

When she got to her parents house, the cab driver let her go to the door to get his fare. Olivia walked slowly up the driveway, to the door. Dreading having to knock on her parent's door. She knew her mother wasn't going to just let her come in get McKenzie and leave. She knew she would have to explain why she didn't call her back last night. Then she would have to explain why she didn't go home last night, and where she slept. Since Olivia didn't think to swing by her place for a change of clothes, she still had on Fitz's clothes, and her high heels from last night. They were entire too big and obviously not hers. Luckily though the shirt was long sleeved, and concealed her new tattoo. 'Ugh I already had a fucking headache! I just want to go home!' It was now close to one in the afternoon, and Olivia was just now feeling the effects of her night of drinking. She didn't feel it at all last night, and this morning, she just had a little headache. But the aching between her legs, was taking over the pain of her hangover. But now, now her headache was in full swing. What she wouldn't give to be back in Fitz's bed sleeping, and not at her parent house. After ringing the doorbell repeatedly, Olivia remembered this wasn't some stranger's house, and walked in.

"Ma?" Olivia called out, walking past the foyer.

"I was wondering when you were gonna just come in. I don't remember the last time you knocked on anybody's door."

"So you were just gonna sit here and let the door ring?"

"Well I figured it wouldn't take you long to remember that this was your house too." Olivia's mother, Pam, was sitting in the living room, reading one of her many novels. Her back was turned to Olivia, so she hadn't seen her or her attire yet.

"Is that my baby girl?" Olivia's dad, Ben, walked out of the kitchen with a mug in his hand. Olivia's face lit up at the sight of her dad. Olivia loved her mother dearly, but anyone with eyes, could tell that she was a daddy's girl. She was his only girl, and Olivia never let him forget it. He still spoils her to this day.

"Hey daddy." Olivia walked up to him and gave him a hug.

"Is this the new style?" Ben asked, pulling back from their hug. This caused Pam to turn around.

"Olivia sweetheart what in the world are you wearing baby?" She asked, after eyeing her daughter a couple times.

Olivia ignored her parents, and rolled her eyes. "Uh daddy do you have cab fare? I lost my wallet." Ben nodded, and walked outside to pay her cab fare. "So where's Kenzie?"

"In your old room napping. But she should be waking up now. I go and get her." Pam kept her eyes on her daughter, as she made her way to the stairs, only looking back once she'd reached them. Moments later, Olivia heard screaming, and caught her daughter just before she tackled her to the ground.

"Mommy!"

"There's my big girl." Olivia picked her up and spun her around, all under the watchful eye of her mother. "Did you have fun with grandma and pawpaw?" The little girl nodded, and put her head on Olivia's shoulder. Another beat passed, and Olivia finally decided to acknowledge her mother, who had been glaring at her for the past five minutes. "What Ma?"

"Did you have fun last night?" Pam vaguely asked, and Olivia new that wasn't what she wanted to ask.

"Yeah I did, but that's not what you wanted to ask me. You wanna get to it?"

"Okay, where did you sleep last night?" Olivia knew that's what her mother wanted to ask, but that didn't mean she had answer. "I only ask, because Quinn called last night, wondering if you were here. She said you left eh party last night, and didn't tell anyone. She also said that she went by your apartment, and called and left a bunch of messages but you never responded. She was worried about you. But judging by your clothes I can see you were in good hands." Pam smirked.

"Eww Ma please." Olivia wanted to end this conversation, so she went and sat in the living room, hoping to drown out her mother with the TV. But her mother wasn't done with the conversation as she had hoped.

"So who's your friend?" Pam asked, as she took a seat next to her daughter.

"Nobody."

"Mhmm, and I guess it was 'nobody' who gave you that bite mark on your neck."

"Ma!" Olivia quickly put her hand over her neck, and winced a little from the sting when she touched it.

"Oh come on Libby, you are obviously not a virgin." Pam pointed to McKenzie, who had fallen back asleep on her mother's lap. "And we use to talk about this stuff. I mean you came to me the day after you lost your virginity-"

"Ma please stop. We haven't had this talk in years, and especially not with daddy around."

"Oh please you know your father is somewhere in the study, eating those chocolates he hides in his book case. Now you're not leaving, until you tell what you did last night." Olivia signed, she knew her mother meant what she said. She would hold Olivia hostage, until she got what she wanted. So without any other choice, Olivia told her mother about last night, but leaving out a few parts. She told her Fitz's name, and that she danced with him at the club. But she left out the part about him being married, and how and where they really met. Her parents didn't know about her job at the club. Olivia never wanted to see their parents disappointed faced, if they ever found out about what she did. So she told them that she got a job as a waitress at an upscale restaurant, and the tips were good. And of course she left out the part, about getting his name tattooed on her. After she was finished, she looked at her mother, who was just sitting there taking it all in.

"Well baby I don't know what to say. I mean I don't know why you were so scared to tell me that. I mean yes, you know how I feel about premarital sex, but I forgot about that the second you spit this one out." Pam pointed to McKenzie again, who now had her head on Olivia's chest, with her mouth hanging open and snoring lightly. Olivia laughed, and closed her mouth, only for it to fall aback open. "Look baby, I know you feel a little ashamed, but you have to need to. So you went out got a little tipsy and had fun. Your nit the first woman to have a little fling and you certainly won't be the last. And trust me baby I get it. You sometimes you just have that itch, you know. And believe me, your father and I weren't that innocent back then either-"

"No, you can stop."

"I mean we both knew were gonna get married, we were basically an old married couple before we even walked down the aisle. So we fooled around a little bit-"

"Ma please. Stop."

"I mean we didn't actually have intercourse, until our wedding night. But your father has his ways of pleasuring-"

"Ma! Stop I don't want to hear about you and daddy having sex! Jesus Christ."

"Well how do you think you got here?"

"The stork. That's what daddy told me when I was five, and I still believe it. I don't wanna know about you having sex, that's just gross."

Pam rolled her eyes, and got back on track. "So this fella, are you going to see him again, or was this a onetime thing?"

"I don't know." Olivia shrugged. "It's complicated."

"Well how complicated can it be? You either wanna see each other or you don't. And since you haven't been able to walk right since you got here, I'm gonna go on a limb and say it's not the sex that's complicated. So what's the problem?"

"Oh my god Ma please stop. I'm begging you right now. And it's not that simple. But he did say that he wanted to talk about...about whatever this is between us. But I don't know. I don't even know his number, I don't know his name. I don't even know where he lives!"

"Well didn't you spend the night with him? Baby how tipsy where you?" Pam laughed, she could always find the humor in any situation. This was a trait that sometimes annoyed Olivia.

"Well mama this has been fun and all, but I think I should get her home." Olivia rose up off the couch, with McKenzie in her arms.

"Okay baby. You should take your father's car, you don't have money for a cab or Key Kay's car seat. Give me a hug and don't leave without saying goodbye to your father, you know how he gets." After saying her goodbyes, Olivia headed out with a still passed out McKenzie and headed home.

X

'Well Fitzgerald you had better be thanking your lucky stars, because you are better be thanking baby Jesus himself that I didn't find you last night. But you know what today is a good day, it's gorgeous outside, and I don't want to start my day off bad. And I have calmed down considerably since my last couple of messages. But you know what as soon as you get home, we are going to have a serious talk about your commitment in this marriage. Because right know I'm the only one trying to make this work, and that just won't do. I refuse to be the wife that- you know what I can feel my anger rising yet again, so I'm gonna go before- hurry home honey we have much to discuss.'

'God that woman is fucking crazy.' Fitz sighed to himself, as he listened to Mellie's messages from early this morning. "Come on Matt open the door." Fitz banged yet again on Matt's door, feeling himself becoming impatient.

"Keep your dick in your pants I'm coming." Matt yelled on the other side of the door, before he swung it open. "Well if it isn't Casanova himself in the flesh doing the walk of shame. Get in here you slut." Matt laughed, as Fitz pushed him out of the way. He followed him to his den where Fitz grabbed his scotch and poured himself a glass. "Well I would ask you about last night, but I already think I know the answer." Matt sat on the couch across from Fitz. "How was she?" Fitz smirked, and took another sip of his glass.

"Damn that good. She must be, to have you grinning like the Cheshire cat. Who was she?"

Fitz cleared his throat, and prepared himself for whatever was about to come out of Matt's mouth, after he told him Olivia's name. "Olivia." Fitz simply replied.

"Olivia? Who's that? Do I know her?"

"Olivia...from the club."

"What club?"

"Holy fuck Matt, Diamond, from Chocolate City-"

"Holy fucking shit Jesus Christ! You banged a stripper?!"

"You don't have to be so fucking crude, it wasn't like that."

"How the hell did you pull that off? She wouldn't even give me the ass, and I know I look better than you." Fitz couldn't help but laugh. It didn't matter the situation, he could always count on Matt to bring the humor out of the situation. "Well come on, don't hold out on me now. How was it? How was she? It had to be good. A girl as fine as that can't be bad in bed, its physics."

"Physics huh?"

"Yeah. So how was she?"

Fitz sighed, and smiled. "Best sex of my life."

"Shit I knew it! You lucky bastard! God I hate you so much."

"Yeah, but I have a problem."

"Who Mellie? Man fuck her, she is irrelevant right now."

"No it's not her, I haven't even thought about Mellie."

"Good man. So what the hell is wrong with you then? You just banged a hot piece of ass- You're the male version of Stella. You got your groove back, this isn't the time for sulking."

"I'm not sulking I just- I think I'm falling for her."

"The fuck you mean falling for her? Was the ass that good? Damn, you spent one night with her."

"I know, I know. But it's just something about her you know. Every time I'm with her, I just feel- I don't know, it's just when I'm around her, I'm the man I use to be. The man I was before I met Mellie. Not this fucking golfing county club, Polo and striped shorts douche."

"I couldn't have said it better myself."

"You knew what I mean right? I mean all that's stuff is Mellie, and the bad thing is that I don't know when she changed or when she changed me. When we first met, she was the complete opposite of what she is now. I mean she use to drink grocery store wine out of a box, she use to eat fast food burgers just about every night. And she actually dressed her age! Now everything has to be imported and expensive, she eats like a fucking rabbit, and she dresses like my mother. I mean what the fuck? She's not that carefree, loving girl I met five years ago."

"Yeah I know what you mean. And I know I joke and talk about her all the time, but to be honest, when you first got together, she wasn't all that bad. I still didn't like her, but now I just can't stand her."

"I know I sound petty and shallow talking about the way she dresses and eats, but that's not all-"

"You don't have to explain yourself to me. So about Olivia, you really like her huh?"

"Yeah I do." Matt watched as a smile a mile long spread across Fitz's face. "But I don't know if she would want to you know take this any further. She probably thinks I'm some dirty pig that goes around cheating on his fiance. She kind of freaked out this morning, about me being engaged. But she calmed down soon after, but still."

"Well Fitz I'm gonna go ahead and pull a card that I've been holding onto for quite some time now. I was waiting for the right time to use it, and my friend I think this is it." Matt could tell Fitz didn't know what he was talking about, so he just kept going. "Five months ago, you came up to my doorstep in the pouring rain. You remember that night?" Fitz nodded his head, seeing where this was going. "You came up to me doorstep pissed off at Mellie, because you tried to break it off with her and she wouldn't get the picture. You got drunk, then told me all about how you just couldn't take it anymore, and you tried to break it off. You then told all about how she told you it was just the stress from your job, and that you didn't mean what you said. Then she somehow turned all of the problems in your relationship on you, and you got in a fight then stormed out. Then the next morning you got a call-"

"She called my fucking dad. Crying and telling a shit load of lies. She called my sick dad, in the fucking hospital."

"Exactly. Well anyway long story short you sobered up at my house, then said you were going home. And when I tried to stop you, you just kept going and told me not to mention it again. And I haven't until now. Because that was pre-happy Fitz. You were not this person five months ago, and I don't want to see him go away again. So you need to muster up whatever feelings you had five months ago that made you realize you didn't want to marry the wicked witch of the west, and you need to break things off with Mellie for once and for all. Now I don't want you to feel like I'm bullying you in anyway, because I' not. I'm just saying what the voice in the past two years, since you got engaged. Now this Olivia girl even though I don't know her, and you just met her, she seems like she's good for you. I mean you haven't stopped grinning since you got here, and every time someone says her name it gets even bigger. So you know what you need and want to do, is to cut Mellie off and secure Olivia."

"You know if you listen to half the shit you tell me, you wouldn't be in deep shit with you wife."

Matt smirked. "Yeah I know. But don't worry about that, I'll get her back in due time. You just get the hell out of here and go get your woman."

X

Fitz had every intention of going over to Olivia's but he decided to go home first for a change of clothes. He hadn't been to his apartment for a long time so he forgot that the majority of the clothes there were mostly sweatpants, and t-shirts. And he didn't want to go over to Olivia's unannounced, in baggy sweats, when he asked her for a chance. He knew Mellie would be gone, since today was the day she normally worked out with her trainer. They normally worked out four a couple of hours, so Fitz had plenty of time for a shower and to get changed then make his way to Olivia's.

Fitz was standing under the spray of the shower, washing off the weight off the world. He had been in the shower for almost thirty minutes, and during that time all he could think about was Matt's words.

'You need to muster up whatever feelings you had five months ago that made you realize you didn't want to marry the wicked witch of the west, and you need to break things off with Mellie for once and for all.'

'Now this Olivia girl even though I don't know her, and you just met her, she seems like she's good for you.'

'Get the hell out of here and go get your woman.'

"My woman. My woman." Fitz had to admit that every time he referred to Olivia as his woman, he got a twitch in his pants. He would love to one day claim Olivia as his. He felt like his whole life he had been missing something, something that made him whole, and to be without just didn't make sense. Thinking about Olivia, caused his mind to drift to last night. And before he knew it, he was grunting as he stroked himself in the shower, thinking about Olivia spread out naked in his bed.

"Ahhh? What the fuck?!" Fitz had been so caught up in the shower that he didn't hear the door open and close downstairs. Now he was staring back at Mellie with a now empty pitcher, of cold water, in her hand. "Well the hell is wrong with you?!"

"Don't you dare yell at me Fitzgerald! Where the fuck have you been since yesterday fucking night?!" Mellie threw the glass pitcher at Fitz, but he ducked and she missed and it shattered in the pitcher shattered in the shower.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?!" Fitz got out the shower and wrapped a towel around his waist, without cutting off the water. He was just stunned, and had no idea what the hell was happening.

"You're what the fuck is wrong with me? I can't believe that you have been out all night, and then not even call me after I leave you countless messages!"

"I am a grown ass man, I don't have to answer to you. Now you need to take your ass somewhere out of my presence before I lose my temper."

"You think I give a fuck about your little temper tantrums huh? You answer my goddamn question where the hell have you been? You are my husband you should have been home with me, not doing God knows what with those idiot friends of your!"

"First lets get one thing straight, last time I checked we haven't walked down any aisle. I am not your husband, we are engaged. I am your fiance, and you keep it up, and I won't be that anymore. Secondly like I said before, I am a grown man a grown man who has the right to go out, which is-"

"You know what I'm so sick of hearing about how you're a grown man I'm sick of it. Because you may have the dick of a grown man, but baby you're a boy. You. Are. A. Fucking. Boy. You walk around sulking and mad at the world, you go around acting like you're a fucking college student. Drinking and partying all night long with girls half your age, who only want you for the night. You're just like you're fucking fa-"

Mellie didn't get to finish her sentence, because Fitz had grabbed her arm and yanked her to him. Not so that he was hurting her, but just so that he got her attention, to know that he was serious and about to get pissed. "You won't finish that sentence if you're as smart as you like to think you are." Fitz let go of her arm, and walked over to the cabinet to get his boxers. He puts them on, and as he sits up he sees Mellie in the mirror and he can tell by the look on her face, that she is not finished. And by the look on her face, she is about to explode.

"Fitzgerald." She forces through a clenched jaw. "What the fuck happened to your back?" Before Fitz can answer, it was as if a light bulb went off in Mellie, and she finally could see. Fitz watched her eyes traveled downward, and her head cocked to the side. He knew exactly what she was looking at. In all his anger, he had forgotten about it himself, and he supposed the fact that she was blinded by rage, she hadn't seen it before now. "Who. The. Fuck. Is. Olivia?! You fucking bastard!" In the next instant, Mellie was throwing herself on fist. She was punching and slapping at him. Fitz tried to grabbed her hands and restrain her, because the way he was feeling right now, she had about one more time to lunch him, before he lost his fucking mind.

"Mellie goddammit! Stop!" Fitz was finally able to grab Mellie's arm, before she delivered another punch to his face. "Listen you fucking bitch! You got one more fucking time to put your hands on me! I have never hit a woman in my life, but your ass is fucking pushing it! I only have but so many buttons you can push before I lose my fucking mind!"

"Fuck you Fitz! You fucking weak bastard! I cannot believe I wasted five fucking years of my life on you!"

"Well you know what, I can help you out with that." Fitz still had a hold on both of her wrist, and he yanked her out of the bathroom and into the walk-in closet. Once he got inside, he let go of her arms and she fell back onto a small sofa bench. "You won't have to waste anymore of you time Mellie and I'll make sure of it. You have exactly two minutes to get as much of your shit as you can and get the hell out of my house."

Mellie sat on the bench dumbfounded. She couldn't believe what Fitz just said. Sure he had threatened to leave in the past, but never has he tried to kick her out. Just then, Mellie looked up at him as he eyed his watch to keep track of the time. She could tell that she had gone too far, and needed to reign him in quickly. "Fitz-"

"I don't know why you're still sitting there. You've already wasted thirty seconds." Fitz stood leaning up against the door frame, keeping his eye on his watch.

"Fitz you can't be serious."

"Oh I'm dead serious. I paid for this house, this is my house, and I want you out now. And you better be glad I'm giving you the chance to get some clothes, considering everything in this damn closet you bought with m money."

Mellie got up from the bench, and made her way over to where Fitz still stood by the door. "Fitz, honey, lets just talk about this okay? Come on we both said things we didn't mean, and I'm willing to forgive you for the things you have said. And I'm also willing to forgive you little lapse in judgment last night. I get it, you were drinking and got carried away. And don't worry about your little ink problem, those things can be removed."

'Is she fucking serious?' Fitz thought.

"So how about we just go to that restaurant you love so much and have an early dinner. Huh how does that sound?" Mellie asked, as she stroked Fitz bare arm, smiling up at him as if the past half an hour never happened.

"It sounds like you're a fucking lunatic. Listen to me Mellie and I want you to listen to me good. It. Is. Over. Between. Us. I no longer want to be in this relationship, I will not marry you. So you may not have not have meant what you said, frankly I don't give a good goddamn. But I meant every word, including the part when I told you you had two minutes to get you shirt, which was up twenty six seconds ago. So you should have been packing, but now it's too late. It's time for you to go."

"Fitz come on I know you didn't mean that."

"You see Mellicent that's where you're wrong." Just then, Fitz grabbed Mellie by the arm, and guided her out of the room, with Mellie kicking and screaming. Once they reached the stairs, Fitz picked Mellie up and tossed her over his shoulders. He took the stairs slowly, because Mellie was still yelling and punching at his back, he didn't want to lose his footing and send both of them sown the steps. Mellie was lucky that Fitz wasn't a violent man, because right now he had half the mind to toss her ass down the steps when he first picked her up. Fitz got to the door, and after picking up her purse of the foyer table, he opened the door and put Mellie on the steps.

"Get the fuck off my property."

"Where the hell do you think I'm gonna go!"

"That's not my problem to worry about anymore Mellie. I tell you what you could do though. It get your ass in that car that I'm gonna let you keep, and drive it all the way over to that trailer park that I found your ass in. Now get the hell off my property and that's the last time I'm gonna tell you." Fitz turned on his heel, there were already a couple neighbors in their yard, who had undoubtedly say the show. And since he was still only in his boxers, he didn't want to give them anymore of a show. Fitz was heading over to the kitchen to get a drink, when he heard glass shattering.

"That fucking bitch!" By the time Fitz made it outside, Mellie was already in her car speeding away. Fitz didn't even feel the glass, from his front door, digging into his bare feet. All he saw was red.

X

Sorry to cut you off there, that was just to get Mellie out of the way. I don't remember who mentioned it, about Olivia being the side chick, yeah I hate when she has to be the side chick too, so I didn't want to make her one. But anyway as always comment; do you think Fitz was harsh on Mellie? lol I had fun writing that scene, I really had to debate on whether or not she actually did have a trip and fall on the steps lol. So in the next chapter Fitz will finally meet McKenzie, comment on how you think that's gonna go.

Until next time...