(A/N: Lots of Angst in this chapter…Happy Reading.)

"Two Different Worlds"

"Why the hell would Harrison bring him here of all people?" she thought angrily.

Everyone knew how much Russell hurt her in the past. It was no secret around the neighborhood, what went down between them. With how bad their breakup was, she never thought she'd recover or even be able to love anybody like that again, and so far she hasn't. When she got back to Princeton after their awful split, she couldn't even look at any other men without feeling almost physically sick about Russell's betrayal.

She hadn't even gone out on a date for two years after they broke up. And even when she did, her heart was only halfway into it. Though it had been years since they broke up, Russell Franklin was her first love, her first everything. She didn't regret her decision to break things off and end it between them. But she'd be lying if she said that it didn't hurt anymore, when she thought about how he broke her heart. She needed a drink, she thought, as she walked in the kitchen.

She went to her mom's not so secret stash in the cabinet above the stove. She bypassed the red wine and went straight for the strong stuff. She grabbed the bottle of Jack Daniels Whiskey and got a glass from the cabinet next to her moms liquor cabinet. After closing both the cabinets, she got some ice out of the freezer and put it in her glass, then she filled her glass with Jack Daniels and put the bottle back in her moms cabinet. She sipped the strong drink and coughed a bit as the liquid burned her throat. She needed to feel numb so she took a couple more sips, and then she noticed her phone lighting up on the counter. It was a text from her mom. She opened it and read.

"Hey Livvie, we're still swamped at work, and we had a lot of call outs so, I'm working a double. I'll be home later on in the morning. Take care of your brother for me sweet pea love you, I'll see you later." It said.

Olivia sighed. Her mom had been working since seven that morning. She was a Licensed Practical Nurse at United Medical Center in South East D.C. Her mom had practiced nursing for over twenty-five years and she loved her job. But hospitals in D.C. were starting to phase LPN's out in favor of Patient Care Tech's so she didn't know how much longer her mother would be working at the hospital she loved so much. She typed a quick response letting her mom know that they were fine and she would take care of everything. She took another huge sip of her drink before she walked into the living room to let Harrison know that they're mom wouldn't be home until much later. She was starting to feel tingly on the inside so the alcohol was doing it's job.

She walked into the living room to talk to her brother but he wasn't in there only Russell was there checking on his phone. He put it away when he saw Olivia come in. She looked a little disoriented and right away he could tell something was off.

"Is everything okay?" he asked standing up. Olivia looked past him to the spot Harrison was sitting in a few moments ago.

"Where's Harrison?" she asked ignoring his question and not looking at him still, even though his eyes were staring a whole in her head.

"He went upstairs to lay down a few minutes ago," he told her. She nodded and then moved to go back into the kitchen wobbling a bit. He followed her concerned.

"Are you okay?" he asked as they made their way into the kitchen.

"Fine," she said quickly. She picked up her glass and took another sip. She wasn't facing him but he could see that she was drinking.

"How have you been?" he asked ignoring the fact that she was drinking.

"Good," she said still not facing him. She took another drink, this time it was a big gulp of her cup, almost finishing it off. He could tell she was on edge because of him. But he hadn't spoken to her in so long and he was not going to waste this opportunity.

"I hear you're at Georgetown now, in law school," he said making small talk.

"Yep," she responded shortly, finishing off the drink. She walked to the sink, stumbling a bit and placed the glass in the sink. He moved closer to her so that he could catch her if she fell over, but she maintained her balance, so he kept a small distance between them.

"I always knew you'd make it. I'm proud of you," he told her sincerely.

"Thanks," she responded dryly.

She wanted this conversation to be over. But the police sirens hadn't stopped since he and Harrison made it to the house. She knew that he wouldn't be able to leave anytime soon. He sighed, he wasn't frustrated, just sad. Regardless of what went down between them, Liv had been one of his best friends growing up. He loved her more than anything in the world, he knew he fucked up big time. But he still wanted her in his life in some form.

"My grandmother asks about you all the time," he told her, hoping to get a different reaction out of her. He knew how close they once were. Olivia smiled genuinely for the first time that night and finally turned to face him, but still didn't look him in the eyes.

"Tell Miss Ruby I said hi," she said kindly. Frankie nodded and smiled as well.

"I will. She misses you, she wants you to come by and see her some time, when you're not busy up G-Town." Olivia smiled again.

"I miss her too, and I'll try my best to see her soon," she told him honestly.

"Good." Olivia turned back around to clean the glass in the sink and Frankie spoke again. "I miss you too Liv," he said honestly, his voice cracking a bit. Olivia froze and put the glass back in the sink. "I know I fucked up and…" Olivia cut him off quickly though.

"I don't wanna hear it."

"Liv, I…." She cut him off again.

"I've heard it all before," she told him turning to face him again. "I don't care about anything you have to say, because nothing you can say will change anything you did. You're right you fucked up. But so did I."

"Liv you didn't fuck up, that was all me," he told her placing his hand on his chest. He took a step towards her and she took one back.

"No I did fuck up," she said stepping away from him. "I fucked up when I thought you'd keep it one hundred and be true to me. My fucking mistake!" she snapped, before attempting to walk past him out of the kitchen.

"I'm sorry," he told her before she walked out. "You know I was going through a lot back then," he said quietly. She turned to him so sharply he had to move out of her way before she hit him.

"Fuck you!" she yelled advancing on him. "When you were going through all that shit, who was there for you huh?" she asked yelling coming closer to him as he backed away. "I held you down when everyone else turned their fucking back on you! I was there for you when you were falling apart! I stayed by your side even when my friends tried to warn me that you were doing some shady shit! I trusted you, I wanted to marry you, I fucking loved you!" she yelled, her voice cracking in the process. "And what did I get in return? You fuck around on me behind my back with some bitch that you didn't even know for longer than two minutes! And almost got the bitch pregnant! I didn't mean shit to you! So don't tell me you're fucking sorry! I know you're sorry! And I'm sorry for wasting my fucking time on you!" She finished her rant in a rage and felt herself becoming tired but most of all sad all over again.

All Frankie did was stare at her while she let off her rant. They hadn't really spoken about the break up. All she did back then was tell him that it was over and left for New Jersey without looking back. He knew he hurt her and for that he would never forgive himself. Because like she said, she was the only one there for him. He was inconsolable when his grandfather died. And his grandmother was going through her own grief. Liv did her best to comfort him from where she was in New Jersey. But the distance didn't help at all. He knew it was selfish, but he wanted her there with him. She was the only one he wanted around him at that time, but she was almost four hours away.

He knew she'd have come back to be with him in a heartbeat, had he asked. But he couldn't let her give up on her dreams just because he was going through a terrible time in his life. So he coped the best way he knew how, by keeping to himself. Soon alcohol and drugs became a factor as well, and with his mind under the influence, he soon became numb to everything around him. Including Olivia, before she came home to surprise him, they'd been getting very distant with each other. She was busy in college with her studies and he was busy at home running with the wrong crowd and making illegal drug money to pay the bills. By the time she came home from Princeton the first time, there was no longer any trace of the boy she loved, left behind. He knew it and she knew it. Still he loved her and would do anything for her, but he knew that she would never feel the same way about him ever again.

"I know you hate me for what I did to you," he sighed deeply. She turned away from him facing the sink again. She couldn't look in his direction anymore when she thought about all the pain he caused her. He continued on though. "I hate myself for putting you through that. But I want you to know that I still love you Liv, and I'll always be here for you. If you need anything you can always call me. I got you," he told her. She was overwhelmed by her feelings and now she could feel the tears forming in her eyes, all she wanted now, was for him to leave.

"You should go," she said softly, gripping the counter connected to the sink tightly. He nodded even though she couldn't see him.

"Iight, I'm gone," he said feeling defeated. "Remember, call me if you need me. I don't care what time it is, whatever you need," he said before sighing again. "Bye Liv." He walked out of the kitchen and into the hallway that led to the front door. He looked back towards the kitchen one time, then he opened the door and left out, closing it behind him. Once she heard the door close, she turned around, and sank down to the floor, holding her knees up against her chest and let her tears flow freely.


After a quiet Sunday in the house, Harrison returned to school on Monday. He spoke to his boys throughout the rest of the weekend, but none of them knew the fate of Lamar, only that he was in critical condition and had been since they took him to the hospital after the party. He also spent the majority of Sunday afternoon explaining to Liv what happened at the party. She told him that she was happy that he was safe and that she was sad for Lamar, but that he was to never bring Frankie to the house again. He knew his sister hadn't forgiven Frankie for hurting her, but he hoped that now that she was back home, she and Frankie could repair their relationship finally. Frankie was a good dude, even though he was a bit misguided. And he really looked out for Harrison when Olivia left for college.

He shook his head of his thoughts as he went through the metal detector at school and placed his bag on the scanner machine. After he got his things back from the security guard, he headed to his locker on the second floor. Once he got there he opened it and put his things in, grabbing some of the books he would need for his first period. He closed his locker and felt someone put their hands over his eyes. He smiled when he smelled her scent. She whispered in his ear.

"Guess who." She took her hands off of his eyes and he turned around and hugged and kissed his girlfriend Kim.

"Hey baby," he said happy to see her. She'd been out of town during the weekend to visit her grandparents. She hugged him back and kissed him on the cheek.

"Bae, I'm so glad that you're safe," she said speaking about what he'd told her happened over the weekend. He sighed shaking his head

"Yeah, me too, I still can't believe that shit."

"Have you heard anything else about Lamar?" she asked hopefully. He shook his head.

"Naw." Just as he said this Rico, Marcus and T.J. walked over to them.

"What up H, hey Kim" said T.J. as he dapped Harrison up. Harrison dapped up Rico and Marcus as well. And the other boys said Hi to Kim too.

"What's good, hey have ya'll heard anything about Lamar?" he asked. Kim held his hand as he did. Each of the boys got sad somber looks on their faces. Even Rico looked upset.

"Yeah Moe, he didn't make it. He passed away this morning, Frankie told me before I got here," said Rico.

"Damn man, that's fucked up," said Harrison angrily. T.J. and Marcus nodded in agreement and Rico just sighed. Kim shed a tear, then she felt her phone buzz. She looked down at it.

"Bae, I gotta go meet Marissa, I'll see you at lunch," she told Harrison. He nodded and she kissed him on the cheek and squeezed his hand, before walking off.

"Tell Marissa to stop blowing up my fucking phone!" yelled Rico after her.

"You tell her!" she yelled back smartly. The boys laughed minus Rico, as they watched Kim disappear around the corner.

"Ayo H, I waited till Kim was gone, but I gotta tell you something," said Rico. Marcus and T.J. looked at each other already knowing what Rico was about to say.

"What's up?" he asked?

"Big D said his cousin knows who them niggas were that popped Lamar on Saturday. Frankie's planning to go blast them mutha fuckas, he wanna know who's down to go. You in?" he asked? Harrison shook his head.

"I don't know man," he hesitated. Rico smacked his teeth and rolled his eyes.

"Come on nigga, you was closer to Lamar than any of us. That was your team mate bruh. You should wanna go smoke them niggas more than anybody," he reasoned. Marcus and T.J. nodded agreeing with Rico.

"He's right man, Lamar deserves some revenge man, and he can't get it for himself," said T.J. Harrison shrugged and sighed.

"Let me think about it." The bell rang and they all dapped each other up. "Iight man I gotta get to class," said Harrison.

"Iight Moe, don't forget," said Rico before walking down the other hallway. Harrison sighed again. This was a lot to consider. He thought as he made his way to class.


Olivia was working her afternoon shift at Casey's Coffee Shop in Foggy Bottom, which was A downtown area in D.C. not too far from Georgetown University. The past weekends events were still playing heavy on her mind. She knew she shouldn't have let Russell get to her like that. It had been almost four years since they broke up, but it still hurt sometimes. And on top of that a boy from their neighborhood with a promising future had been violently murdered. The police still had no leads in his case and his shooter was still out there somewhere. She knew Lamar, he was a good kid. He definitely didn't deserve to die like that. She could only imagine what his family was going through. She thought shaking her head. She continued to wipe down the tables as she tried to force herself to think of something else.

Fitz had just finished dropping off Huck at The George Washington University Hospital in Foggy Bottom, so that he could visit his wife on their lunch break. Fitz parked his police cruiser and decided to try to find something to eat for himself. He walked past a few places on 23rd street and yarned a bit. He'd been on his shift since five this morning and still had a few more hours to go. He needed a pick me up, he thought as he walked into a small coffee shop. He sat down at a table and looked at the menu. Before he knew it someone had come over to him to take his order.

"Welcome to Casey's Coffee House, what can I get for you today?" asked his waitress? He knew that voice, he thought as he looked up at her. He smiled brightly at her even though she was still looking down at her notepad.

"What do you recommend?" he asked politely, his blue eyes shining brightly. She finally looked over at him and smiled as well.

"Wait a second, don't I know you?" she asked trying to think of where she'd seen him. Then she looked at his uniform. "Oh, that's right, you brought my little brother home this weekend. You know he still won't tell me how exactly it is that the two of you became acquainted with one another," she said a little irritably. He smirked.

"We just ran into each other is all." She rolled her eyes but smiled.

"Sure you did, what can I get for you officer friendly?" she said jokingly. He laughed.

"Officer Friendly huh, I'll have a large cup of coffee black and turkey, ham and cheese croissant…" he paused looking at her name tag. "Olivia." She blushed once he said her name.

"Sure thing, I'll be back in a sec with your order Mr. Officer."

He smiled at her as she left the table. She was absolutely adorable in her work uniform. He detected a sense of humor in her as well. He looked over at her at the counter as she put his order in. She looked up at him feeling his eyes on her and he smiled at her. She blushed and put her head down, continuing to place his order on the register. He knew right then and there that he had to get to know her.

About ten minutes later she came back with his order and placed it in front of him. "Enjoy," she said, before she could walk away he called out to her.

"Hey Olivia." She turned to him.

"What's up?" she asked politely.

"Do you mind if I get your number?" he asked shyly. She smiled at him but shook her head.

"Look officer…" he cut her off.

"Fitz, it's Fitz." She looked at him and smiled again.

"Fine Fitz," she said and he liked the way his name sounded coming from her lips. "Look, I'm sure you're a great guy. But you and I wouldn't work." He raised an eyebrow at her curiously.

"Why not?" he asked?

"Well Fitz," she started again. "I know you know where I'm from, I might work in Foggy Bottom and go to school around here as well, but I'm not from around here. And where I'm from we don't date cops. Especially white ones," she stressed.

"So you don't like me because I'm white?" he asked feigning hurt.

"No, It's much less about the white part, and much more the cop part," she said honestly. He sighed.

"Surely you don't believe that all cops are bad cops do you Olivia?" She shook her head.

"I've never come across a good one, until you that is," she told him. He smiled.

"Well then I don't see what the problem is," he said shrugging. She sighed this time.

"Look, it just wouldn't work ok," she said shaking her head. "We're from two different worlds. Enjoy your food." She walked away and he sighed, but he was determined not to give up. She brought him the check shortly after he finished. On his way out of the coffee shop he smiled at her.

"Thank you for the food, it was delicious," he complimented. Then he tipped his hat at her. She smiled at him and shook her head.

"Enjoy the rest of your day Fitz," she told him before he walked out. He nodded.

"You do the same Miss Olivia." She watched him get in his police car and drive off. Then she went to the table to collect his bill. He put a $20 bill on the table even though his meal was under eight dollars and wrote on the back of the receipt. She smiled as she read it.

"I don't care what world you're from I wanna be apart of it, but the ball is in your court. Talk to you soon hopefully. Fitz." was what the note said and he left his phone number. She laughed as she read it and then pocketed the receipt, instead of placing it in the cash register as she normally did.

(A/N: Aww our babies are making progress. Up next Olivia finally hangs out with her child hood friend Keisha and some other girls. The girls go out to party and run into our favorite officer. Also Harrison tells Kim about what Frankie wants to do and she has a surprising suggestion. Till Next time R&R…)

Slang Terms used.

Keep it 100: means to be completely honest

Blast, Pop or Smoke: means to kill