And all we ever wanted was sunlight and honesty

Highlights to wanna repeat

Let's get away from here and

Live like the movies do

I won't mind when it's over

At least I didn't think for a while

-End Credits by Eden

The silence of the night was always welcome, the quiet darkness feeling like home. He always wondered what Olivia was up to in his absence. Now I really know. He watched her and Fitz from behind the corner. He watched how he had her pressed up against the wall, his tongue down her throat. She was moaning, calling out his name breathlessly. He watched and felt something rise up in him. Something he hadn't felt since he was a boy. Something almost foreign. Something he thought was beneath him. Anger. At himself, Olivia, Fitz. So much incredible anger. And jealousy. He tasted it, let it wash over him, then discarded it. Those emotions don't suit me, I'm much better than that. He straightened his jacket and walked away. Stephen was CEO of Harper Industrial Firms. He strived to maintain his image, strived to achieve perfection and Olivia being with Fitz, if anyone found out, could do a lot more harm than good. He wasn't always like this but everything that came with his job, the kind of lifestyle it afforded him, he didn't want to lose that. It made him more self absorbed and he was very well aware of the fact. Don't worry Stephen, he would see how dangerous she is. Untamed and savage. The life she was pushed into, it pressed down that side of her. The side of her, once upon a time, he was drunk on. She's wild. He shook his head as he walked down the halls and to his office. He knew it was his fault things had gotten so bad between them. Olivia resented him and he understood that. He was her husband and he left her alone all of the time. They rarely ever had sex and when they did it was mechanical, forced even. He needed her to stay with him though. Once something is mine, it's always mine. At the back of his mind though, resided a lingering thought, a chilling one. But he pushed it aside. Stephen was using her and Liv knew it and hated it. The love was gone for a long while. Seeing Fitz with her sparked something in him. It fueled a fire.He shut the door to his office and sank into his chair, plotting how he would break the two of them up. How he would take Fitz away from her.

Fitz POV

We were on the road for almost two hours, driving with no destination. Liv had her hand out the window, her fingers spread apart. She loves feeling the wind blow through her fingers. Her feet were propped up on the dashboard and her hair was flowing loosely. She told me once that Stephen never let her wear her hair like that, something stupid about it makes her look immature or something. Crap. Just crap. She's fierce and bold and shy sometimes. There's something childlike in her and she embraces that. She does as she pleases when she's with me. I give her what she wants. She gives me what I want. Her. All of her. The months we've been together were some of the best times of my life. She's something special. My something special and she knows it.

"Look Fitz! Pull over!"

I didn't see what she was talking about. We were practically in the middle of nowhere. The only thing to see was grass and trees.

"What is it Livvie?" I looked at her lovingly.

"That big tree over there! Oh my gosh it's so huge."

I laughed, shaking my head. It's moments like these that her inner child really comes out.

"I think it's a saman tree."

"A saman tree? I've never seen one of those before. It's so beautiful."

"I said I think it is. I'm not sure."

She ran out of the car barefoot, her hair bouncing and flying all over the place.

She could never live freely like this with Stephen. Being with him, living that life, all there is is constraints. Liv told me how her parents and Stephen's planned their marriage. They wanted them to be a power couple or something like that. With Stephen being the only heir to Harper Industrial Firms, he would need a good woman by his side and apparently, Olivia was that woman. I know she hates her life. The only times she's happy is with I first came to work on the private security detail for Stephen, I'd noticed how despondent she seemed. There was this instant pull between us and I know she felt it when we shook hands. I was assigned the head of her detail and we grew so close after that.

I took off after her, the cool wind hitting my back. She'd put on my shirt after our tryst in the car earlier. It swallowed her whole, I couldn't even see her hands. I would need it back later but I let her wear it. She loves wearing my clothes and I don't mind it one bit.

"Wow," She said in awe, looking up at the tree.

I sat down on the grass and spread my legs apart, my hands settling behind me. I watched as she wandered around, poking and prodding at it for a good half hour. She's really something else.

"Ouch!"

"Ouch what? What happened?"

A thick, brown thorn was stuck in her heel.

"See why you should have put on your shoes before coming out here? You don't know what's in the grass." She rolled her eyes at me. "Don't scold me, I'm not some child." I chuckled, shaking my head.

I leaned down and pulled the thorn out quickly.

"Alright trouble girl, climb on." I leaned down and motioned for her to get up on my shoulders.

"Why?"

"You want another thorn in your foot Livvie?"

She climbed on and I held her legs securely in my hands. I groaned a bit, feeling every bit of the 44 years that I am.

"Let's get you back to the car. I should be getting you home now anyway," I said walking back.

She was silent for a long while. Sometimes she got like that. Quiet, usually thinking about something.

We buckled in and started for home.

"I'm going to tell Stephen I want a divorce." I looked over at her then shifted my gaze back on the road.

"And you believe he'd give it to you?"

"Yes. If he refuses, I'm going to live so recklessly he'd have no choice but to." She sighed, falling back into her seat.

"I've been so good for so long. I've acquiesced to all of his demands and I don't know why I'm still with him. I don't know why I'm trying to not spoil things for him."

I stayed silent, giving her time to sort through her thoughts.

She shrugged and continued, "I want to be with you is all I know and that means getting away from him." Her brows furrowed.

"He knows about us you know?"

"I know." I glanced over at her briefly. There was a far away look in her eyes.

Is he someone you shouldn't cross? Most definitely. But if things were to get bad I would take care of the both of us.

Reclined her seat and closed her eyes.

Times like these I think she could do better than me. She deserves so much more…

I couldn't let her know that though or I'd really get an earful. If she's happy with me then I guess that's enough. I can't help feeling unworthy of her sometimes. I sighed, running a hand through my hair.

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Liv fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow. I knew she would be exhausted after today. I left a guard outside her room and went up on the roof, needing some time to think and clear my head. Stephen had gone out for dinner with some of his friends and I was glad. That meant I would give him all security updates tomorrow morning. The less I see him the better. I opened my drawing book and started to sketch what I cherished most. The whole thing was filled with drawings of Livvie. All those were made in an obsession of love. When we were apart, the thought of her, this desperate need to be with her, it all became too much. It overwhelmed me and so I drew. It would drive me crazy sometimes, I'd grab anything I could get my hands on and sketch her. A part of me feels it's a kind of sick love but I wouldn't have it any other way.

"She's going to leave you, you know" I startled, the pencil falling from my hand.

It was Stephen. Wasn't he supposed to be out?

I stood up and placed the book in my jacket.

"You missed out on something good. It's a shame."

"Oh I didn't miss out at all. I used to be like you, once upon a time. So in love and starry eyed like a teenager. Over the years I learned you can never tame a wild thing. I still love her of course, just not in the same way that I used to."

I shook my head. Is this man absolutely out of his mind?

"You need to let her go. Find someone else to make you look good."

Something glimmered in his eye then, something that seized me then let me go.

"Never! I need her and if you know what's good for you, you'll stop prancing around the place with her! I have an image to protect! A name to keep clean! I have to be perfect and Olivia helps that! I love her!"

I stood there shocked. He must really be missing a few marbles.

How can anyone be that conceited? How can anyone be that sad? I was so confused.

"Do you even hear yourself? What does it even matter and who the hell cares anyway!?"

He scoffed and shook his head. "I don't even know why I'm standing here with the likes of you."

He turned and started walking away.

"You'd better leave her alone Fitz. End it or I'll end you."

The door slammed shut after him. I was still, looking down at the floor. My mind was racing, my heart was racing.

What did he just say?

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