"Mmmm controlling… I like that in a woman… we shall."
Olivia woke up late for work, which didn't set in until she realized the whole One Tree Hill marathon with Fitz was a dream. She only had time to grab a quick shower and stop at Starbucks. Passing Fitz on her way into the kitchen, she kicked the side of his head a couple of times. He groggily sat up, taking in his surroundings.
"You have to go, you can't stay here..."
"Babe... I'm really-"
"Sorry?" she paused. "You are very sorry indeed Mr. Grant. I don't need your 'I'm sorry' for someone else."
"Just give me-"
"A chance to explain? Okay, go ahead."
Fitz remained silent.
"…Just as I thought. I think we need to take a break. I think it would do the both of us some good."
"I don't need a break, I need you. I need to fix this."
"Fitz… we can-"
"Still be friends? I don't want to be your friend. I want to be your friend and your man… your partner… your shoulder… the love of your life."
"Fitz… we need this… I … need this break." Olivia sighed trying not to be emotional.
"…Fine. If you need a break…then…we'll take a break. But, do you still love me?"
Fitz never once doubted Olivia's love for him, but he can see clear as day what he's done to her and how she's affected by it. Right now he's not sure if she's changed her mind. Olivia, not wanting to make eye contact, didn't answer. She didn't want to convey that she didn't love him, because she did… she does.
"I do… I always will… I always have." She uttered letting a single tear escape.
"Then let me prove how sorry I am, let me prove I'm the one you want to spend forever with. "
"Fitz. We can do this the easy way or the hard way." Olivia sighed slipping on her jacket and shoes.
"Please…Please ... be gone by the time I get back. Or I will have to call security to help you..." She pleaded, not making eye contact.
"…No problem… how long?"
"Two weeks… maybe three." She cringed as she said. She didn't realize how different it would feel to say than rather think it. She looked back at Fitz and could see the pain written on his face. Turning away and taking a deep breath she left and silently shut the door behind her.
Fitz knew she left but he couldn't find it in him to get up off the floor. He couldn't live without her. He didn't know how to live without her; he didn't know how to breathe without her. She's the oxygen to his brain. Finally he stood, looking himself in the mirror, he punched it. He watched the glass shatter into a thousand pieces and without bothering to clean it up he left the hotel.
"Hello what can I get you this morning?"
"Ummm… a Caramel Macchiato… Venti please."
"Alright, your total is $6.25. Please pull around to the next window."
Driving to the next window Olivia saw three other cars waiting, checking the time she knew she needed to call the studio and let them know she would be a little late.
"Hey, it's Olivia, I'm running late. Has the couple arrived yet? What do you mean they cancelled; this was only class for the day. They cancelled for the week?! Okay well I'll be using the studio for a couple of hours."
She couldn't just go back to the hotel, Fitz might still be there. Without having anymore clients, she didn't know what to do with herself or how she was going to go almost three weeks without thinking about how Fitz was, even though she was the one who wanted a break. She loves him, more than anyone she's ever loved, but she needed time to see if this is what she wanted for the rest of her life.
"Thank you, you can keep the change."
"Mom, I'm in town, would you mind if I came to visit for a few weeks? No, I was here for work. Is dad home or is he still overseas? Tell him I said I'll be over later to beat him in checkers! Okay, well I'm going to the studio for a while and I'll be over shortly after that. Okay, Love you too! Bye"
"Ms. Pope these flowers just arrived for you, there's two more dozen in your office."
"Thank You, do you know who brought them?"
"No ma'am."
"Okay, thank you."
As Olivia entered her office she looked at the name tag. It said nothing.
She texted Fitz: Fitz I know you want me to let you fix things but I really need this break and sending me things aren't going to change how I feel at this moment.
He replied with: I know, I already left and I didn't send you anything, what are you talking about.
Olivia, thinking he's lying texts him: So you didn't send me three dozen red roses?"
He replies: No, I'm letting you have what you want; I have no idea what you're talking about.
Olivia, now completely confused doesn't know what to think or believe. Pushing that aside she grabs her yoga mat and iPod for a one hour meditation.
Olivia rings her mom's doorbell, and it's as if she was already at the door before Olivia walked up.
"My Oliv! Oh how I miss you so. You need to visit more often!"
"I know mom! I love you so much and I miss you equally as much." She stated as they both dry their happy tears, and went to sit in the living room.
"How are you mom? I haven't talked to you in a few weeks."
"Oh I'm doing the same old, same old, my tits are somewhat still perky, my butt isn't saggy, my teeth are straight and the good Lord keeps waking me up so I say I'm doing pretty good." she chuckles.
"Wow mom." Olivia laughs.
"How are you, my child?"
"I'm fine."
"Just fine? You still are seeing that Fitz boy right?"
"…Yes..."
"And how is he?"
"He's fine, taking a break from writing."
"Ohh well, you should've brought him along. I would love to finally meet him; after all it's been almost 2 years."
"Mom..."
"I know, I know, you don't want to talk about it. I guess you don't want to talk about Edison either."
"Mom!"
"Leave the girl alone women, she said Mom."
"Daddy!" Olivia screamed as she jumped into his arms.
"Hey Ollie, how's my luv bug?"
"I'm great!"
"Well, if you and your mom are done here, why don't you come with me to the golf course and we can catch up just before dinner?"
"Actually, I'm a bit tired; I would love to take a nap before dinner. If you don't mind."
"Not at all pumpkin, go ahead; catch you on the flip side."
"There he goes, trying to have uh, what is it you young people call it… swag. I swear you bring out the young boy in him Oliv."
"Yeah I guess I do." She laughed.
"Well, I'm going to go get started on dinner, don't sleep to long now."
"Okay, mom." Olivia replied as she disappeared to the guest room.