I recently re-watched Good Deeds and saw Olivia and Fitz as the characters, this story is based on the movie.
2009
Fitz POV
My name is Fitzgerald Thomas Grant III, I run my late father, Fitzgerald Thomas Grant II's business, Grant Inc. I am engaged to Mellie Tovar. I have been groomed since the age of 6 from my father to run his company, groomed by my mother, Lesa Grant to be a gentleman. I was told were to stand, what to eat, how to cut my hair, how to dress myself.
When my parents introduced me to the Tovar family Mellie and I met.
We're perfect together.
At the age of 33 my mother thought it was time to get married. So, my wedding is in 3 months. Everything is precise, moves calculated like chess, clear, and thought out.
I have completed everything on track, my parents and colleagues have given me schedules and tasks and each one I complete and exceed expectations in hopes to be fulfilled, and you'd think with a life like mine I would wake up happy everyday, but I don't.
My life is perfect.
x
Turning the hot water off he exits the steamy bathroom with a towel on his waist.
In the bedroom, just starting on her foundation Mellie stares at her reflection glancing every so often at Fitz who was half naked in their walk-in closet.
Dabbing her nose she mumbles, "This shirt is too light."
"Ugh, this shirt is too light." Fitz muttered.
Now moving onto mascara she starts on her right eye and after two swoops she whispers, "Blue."
"Hmm, blue, blue is more suitable." Fitz smiled putting the specifically tailored dress shirt on and nodded at his appearance.
"Rosa forgot to shine my cufflinks again." Mellie murmured while applying the last coat of mascara.
"Babe, you know Rosa forgot to shine my cufflinks again?" Fitz stated more than he asked.
"Again? I'll talk to her later babe." Mellie looked at herself in the mirror pleased with her appearance.
She saw Fitz put on his pants and shoes while spreading her matte lipstick out, thoroughly, covering every inch of her lips. Fitz exited the room and she quickly finished.
Fitz sat with one leg over the other reading the paper while sipping on his morning cup of joe.
"Sweety what would you like for breakfast?" Mellie walked in, the sound of her heels ricocheting across the wooden floor. Mellie swung the refrigerator door open and mumbled, "Two sunny-side eggs with bacon."
"I'll have bacon and two sunny side ups please." Fitz's gaze remained on the morning paper.
"Coming right up!" Mellie rehearsed with a faux smile in her voice.
X
"No!" Olivia whisper-screamed. Running to the door of her small apartment she looked through the peep-hole and knew it was him.
He continued knocking. She collected herself quickly and opened the door.
"Jimmy!" Olivia said hurriedly. "Look I'm gonna pay it, I swear just give me till tomorrow."
"Listen you're two months behind and you were late on your last payment. She's going to kick you out." Jimmy said hurriedly.
"Jimmy." Olivia exhaled and looked him in the eyes.
Sternly she said, "Jimmy just give me by the end of the day, I'll have it, I swear just give me until today, I'll have it."
Jimmy looked at her with pity while nodding his head and turning away.
Olivia slammed the door, "Ughhh!" she moaned whilst sliding down her dirty apartment door and onto the floor.
But this was no time to pity herself, to feel sorrow and give up.
Olivia jumped up and started pacing, in circles.
When she's thinking it's just back and forth, but circles meant something was wrong.
She devised a plan in her head and nodded profusely before running to her room and sprinting across it to get her vase.
It was a gift from her old friend, Abby.
Taking the cold, turquoise vase in her hand she turned it upside down.
An envelope of cash fell out of it and she quickly took it from the counter where the vase was put.
Counting it she frowned. She needed $210 more.
Taking a big sigh she put the money back in the vase and ran to her dirty apartment door.
After locking it she headed downstairs to her car, a 2002 toyota camry.
X
"Fuck you!" Titus screamed for everyone to hear.
"I hate you Titus! You're a drunk, and a nobody!" The young brunette screamed.
"Shut up!" Titus grabbed her purse throwing at her stomach.
All of the contents scattered on the ground and he went to grab her when Fitz exited the car and jumped in front of him.
"Titus!" Fitz yelled getting his attention while holding him back. "Get in the car." Fitz spoke sternly and guided him to his porsche.
The woman picked up her belongings, stuffing them back into the purse as the porsche drove away, Titus' middle finger pressed against the polished glass.
"Hey bro." Titus greeted casually, watching Fitz drive.
Titus Carter Grant was the younger brother of Fitzgerald only by three years.
"Titus it's not okay to treat women like that, or anyone for that matter."
Titus rolled his eyes then continued to observe Fitz's actions intently.
"You know you've always been soft." Titus scoffed.
After a long silence a wicked grin spread across his face.
"So, how's the sex with Mellie? You never have told me how good she is." Titus' wicked grin still plastered on his Grant face.
"Titus." Fitz warned.
"Look at you, standing your ground." Titus smiled a devious smile.
"So, how much longer until you can drive."
"Wow, already sick of me?" Titus covered up his face, faking tears, to add he started heaving his chest and adding sound effects.
Fitz shook his head pulling into the parking garage.
He was rolling up to his reserved parking spot when a car suddenly cut him off.
X
"No!" Olivia screamed at the traffic banging her fists on the steering wheel.
Chicago traffic was horrible at 8:30 in the morning.
'I need this money so bad. They're gonna kick me out!' Olivia thought into the universe and just like that the traffic started moving.
It was about 8:46 when she passed the huge building she worked night shifts at.
Turning into the parking lot she spotted the closest spot near the elevator with a reserved sign.
'I'll only be a minute.' Olivia nodded her head when a freshly polished porsche tried to turn into the parking spot she was pulling into.
X
"What the hell!?" Titus screamed. He reached over Fitz and slammed on the horn. "Who the hell does this bitch think she is!?" Titus was steaming, angry, hungry for blood. He hated when ignorant women try to act better than men.
Fitz got out of the car. His ears picked up an audible screech, "What the hell!? Did you just try to kill me?" she asked in a surprised voice as she headed for the elevator.
"Ma'am, listen this is my parking spot, and…" he was cut off by her nodding her head and replying, "I don't have time for this!"
Titus left the car storming to the woman, heading for the elevator.
"Bitch! Move your car!" Titus' screams echoed throughout the packed parking lot.
The woman with bouncy curls shook her head and proceeded to the elevator.
"Titus we'll just make the conference call in the car." Fitz grabbed his brother by the arm.
"No! Women like her need to understand that men must never be disrespected!" Titus huffed. "Hey! The Man said move your car!"
"Who the hell are you talking to!?" the woman backfired, causing Fitz to retreat and only fueling Titus' rage.
The woman pressed the elevator button and a few seconds later the shiney silver doors opened.
Once inside she pressed the button for the 5th floor.
"Hey Tbo, yeah some bitch parked in Fitz's space be here quick, we're towing this junkyard trash right now." Titus hung up and stood there still steaming from the interaction.
Fitz headed back to his car and called his best friend, closest co-worker, and future partner of Grant Inc. Darnell Jacobs.
X
Exiting the elevator Olivia sprinted to Mr. Mendes' room.
Swinging the door open she rushes inside to be face to face with him.
"Hello, Olivia." his spanish accent floods throughout the room and snuck through the cracks of the door begging to be free.
" , I'm sorry to interrupt, but I… look I need my paycheck." Olivia rushes impatiently.
"Ok." Mendez walked to his desk flipping through the checks labeled in alphabetical order.
Giving Olivia the check she immediately rips it open.
Call it rude, childish, improper mannerisms are the last thing on her mind.
Olivia gasps loudly inspecting the check as Mendes looks up, clearly confused.
Holding the check up she stares intently at Mr. Mendes.
"What is this!?"
"It's your check." Mendes replies with a tedious look, so used to female melodramatics.
"I know it's my check! Where is the rest of it!?"
"Human resources contacted us, they're going to be taking a percentage of your checks for the next couple of months, has to do with inconsistent pay, payment for taxes." Mendes looked into her eyes reciting what they said.
"No! It's not enough, I've worked 50 hours here last week!" Olivia was trying so hard not to scream, between her waitressing job and cleaning at this incorporation, she was getting tired, and the effects were showing. She's been inconsistently in and out of the hospital for the past couple of months.
She couldn't keep up with her insurance payments, and sure enough they lapsed. She was sure she would be walking around without life insurance pretty soon.
Desperate for the money, "Can I get an advance for next week, you know I'm good for it." with desperate pleading eyes she looking into Mendes'.
"Look we can't go around giving handouts, there's a nightshift that just opened, we need it filled. Starting tonight." Mendes stated firmly. "You can have it if you want, tell me now because the spots are filling."
"Wow, thank you." Olivia spat sarcastically. "Put my name down." Olivia huffed as she started toward the door.
" , your shift starts in 20."
Olivia swore Mendes was Captain Obvious himself.
Turning around and smiling politely, "I know, I just need to move my car."
Mendes let out an incomprehensible sigh then looked back down to his paperwork.
Opening the door Olivia sprinted out again, rushing for the elevator.
X
"Why have the stocks gone down by 10%?" Fitz questioned puzzled from the sudden decrease.
"Well…" Darnell started. "Titus offered a 50% discount on our software and they increased their prices. With the laws of supply and demand, the stocks are looking very good right now, and the people have money, therefore they want to spend, consume." Darnell finished.
Fitz looked over at Titus.
"Don't blame me, it was a good idea. Our company is still ahead of there's." Titus defended.
Fitz pinch the bridge of his nose, knowing that explaining the situation to his brother would only just go through one ear, and out the other.
"Ok, get me the reports on the Shapiros. Then set up a meeting with the board." Fitz said as he heard loud beeping and turned his head toward the noise.
Titus hopped out of the car.
"Tbo! My man! This piece of shit, right here, tow it." Titus was angry and happy at the same time, now this woman would never cross a man like that again.
The man nodded and got to work.
Fitz finished up his conversation with Darnell as he saw the woman exit the elevator. As soon as she figured out what was going on she dashed to her car pleading with the man who was towing her car.
"Please!" She pulled out her wallet. "I don't have much, take this, anything just not my car." she pleaded, holding out cash, cracks in her voice threatened to break her vocals, her mouth dry and warm, palms sweating.
"Ma'am…" The man started.
She whipped her head towards the men, the rude one watching it go down standing outside, while the second one still in the car seeming as though he were talking to himself.
Fitz shut of the blue tooth and exited his car.
"Why!?" Olivia demanded. "I wasn't even gone for 10 minutes." she seethed.
"You should have listened to the man." Titus offered a sinister grin.
Going back to the short white man who held a scruffy beard, "Please stop towing my car, here, just take it." Holding out the $12.
"Ma'am I don't take cash from those who.."
Suddenly Olivia rushed to her car, unlocked the door and sat in the driver's seat refusing to get out.
Fitz sighed, "Tbo let her car go."
Tbo nodded and started taking everything off.
"No! She needs to be taught a lesson!" Titus' face started to burn up.
Olivia sighed deeply and started her car up.
Once Tbo took everything off she reversed quickly and flipped both Fitz and Titus off.
"See! She's a disrespectful bitch I told you she needs to be punished, entitled whore." Titus' rant was efficiently cut off by Fitz, "Titus, that's enough." Fitz had love deep down for his brother but sometimes he reminded him of Cane, Titus churned his stomach and it made him sick.
X
Before parking she needed to pay her bills.
On her way to her rusty apartment the traffic was still backed up, their was a major accident, no doubt caused by a local crackhead.
Seeing her building something else caught her eye, Olivia gasped loudly and flew out of her car, leaving it parked in the middle of the road.
"Get out!" She screamed so loud she was sure all of Chicago could hear.
Some people all gathered around rummaging through her belongings started backing away, some just kept looking until she neared, taking clothes, jewlery, body products.
Horns blowing behind her parked car, but that was irrelevant.
Jimmy standing seemingly scared was watching the whole thing go down.
"I told you I would have it! I trusted you! This is your fault! All your fault!" Olivia yelled looked at what was left of her belongings on the ground.
"I told you, you know she does this to everyone else." Jimmy's words only added to the infuriation she felt.
Rushing to find her vase she sees turquoise pieces shattered on the ground.
It was gone.
Everything she called her life just… disappeared.
Grabbing a two trash bags used to put her things in she swung them over her slim shoulders and picked up more clothes off of the ground.
The violent horn honking still continued as she trudged to her car.
Throwing the clothes in the back seat she closed the back door and hastily opened the driver's door.
She didn't know what to do, she didn't have a place to sleep anymore, her only option was a shelter.
She drove about 15 minutes down the road, there was a line going down the whole sidewalk, looked like at least 70 people.
Parking her car she pressed the lock button, and waited in line.
For what seemed like forever she was finally first of the line, more than when she arrived were behind her.
"Hi, how many?" the gentleman asked.
"1."
"We shelter mostly men and children, the women shelter is about 20 minutes away, ."
"I have to get back to work." She inhaled deeply. "Please, Sir I've never been in this situation. I just need one night, I swear."
He saw the determination and fire in her eyes and knew he couldn't turn down those silky amber orbs, it reminded him, of himself. Once, he too had sad eyes, he saw himself in her.
Breaking his rules he leaned in and whispered, "Tonight come through the back, knock twice and say Huck sent you."
"Thank you! Thankyou!" Olivia shouted holding her hands together, shaking them in thanks.
"Name?"
"Olivia."
X
Titus rambled on about his latest conquest while Fitz cruised down the streets pulling up to an elegant restaurant.
Titus immediately remembered it and started to shake his head, "When you asked if I would like to go to lunch I agreed with you, not with Lesa." Disgusted, he turned his head looking out the window refusing to step one foot in the restaurant.
"You're coming in." Fitz said with finality.
X
Lesa Grant got up once she saw her favorite son, Fitzgerald. Her smile quickly faltered when she saw Titus behind him.
Fitz walked up to his mother just as Titus sat on the other side of the table.
Fitz held her in a friendly embrace while Lesa whispered in his ear, "Why did you bring him?"
Fitz inched his face away slowly and gave her a stern look that said, Just be nice.
He looked back to see Titus slumped over in his chair, his posture awfully horrid and staring in the distance, looking like a defiant child.
Fitz stared holes in him. After a few seconds Titus looked up and Fitz gestured his head in a motion toward their mother whom was still standing.
Titus got up lazily and greeted her.
"Hello, Lisa."
Lisa grunted in disapproval as Fitz held her back motioning her downwards and pushing in her seat.
Once Titus and Fitz were seated a waiter approached them.
"Scotch." Titus rolled his eyes at his mother's mouth dramatically agape as a small gasp escaped her.
Turning her head up she eyes Titus one last time and asks condescendingly, "Drinking this early?"
Taking a long sip of his alcoholic beverage, "If I have to be with you." He says each and every word clearly not intimidated.
Lesa snapped her body across from her beloved son, "Fitz, today Anna, Mellie, and I went cake tasting."
"Isn't that too soon?" Fitz shifted in his seat.
"No, honey nothing is too soon. Now, Mellie better not have you slaving in your house, it's not a man's job to be concerned with wedding matters."
Fitz shook his head subtly and they continued small talk, Lesa pretending Titus wasn't there.
20 minutes had past and Lesa wanted to remind Titus why he was the unfavored son. Looking at his slumped posture, and wrinkled shirt she couldn't help but be disgusted.
"How's that girl, Tabatha, Tanya, whatever she is from the projects doing?"
Titus gritted his teeth, "It's Tiffany and if I remember correctly Father met you in the ghetto."
Turning back to Fitz, "Thank God, you aren't marrying trailer trash like your brother over here."
Titus had enough. Fitz this, Fitz that.
It was his time, not Fitz's!
It was supposed to be his company, but Gerry just had to pass, it's unfair.
Gerry and always loved him, Gerry would have given him co-ownership over the company, and when Fitz messed up it would be his.
Banging his fists on the table, attracting attention from those closeby, "Listen you bitch!"
Fitz quickly got up and put his hand over Titus' mouth.
Fitz ushered him to the car. He came back into the restaurant giving his mother a kiss goodbye. And paying for the tab.
X
Walking up the long cement stairs she got to a large door.
Knocking twice she waited a moment until the door creaked open.
"Huck!" she smiled.
"Hi, Olivia." he smiled.
"I really appreciate everything you're doing for me, letting me stay here, thank you." She stepped in and hugged him.
Huck wasn't really a hugger, but he accepted.
"I got you." Huck replied and showed her to her cot.
The room was packed like sardines and the smell of sweat and dirty socks wafted through the unventilated room.
Olivia laid down, the straps of her purse tightened on her shoulders, her purse glued to her chest.
Covering up with an overused blanket they tried to wash, but still smelled of the last man's B.O. she shut her eyes wishing for sleep.
It's been a long day and she needed the rest.
Soft coughs and loud breathing all seemed to fade into a white noise and she started drifting to sleep.
Pressure on her shoulder made her shift in bed but it still stayed.
A hand wrapped around her mouth as the other started for her pants.
Her muffled screams were loud as she tried to escape.
The man reeked of alcohol and drugs.
She elbowed him in the private with the position they were in and he groaned in pain.
Some people were startled awake by her screaming and her loud footsteps vibrating through the tile floors.
Slamming the door shut she flies down the stairs and unlocks her car.
Driving to an abandoned parking lot she thinks about what had just taken place.
What a scary way to be woken up.
Parking in the middle of the lot she went through one of her trash bags and took out a thin blanket.
Taking off her shoes, she reclined the seat and scrunched up her body.
Covering her body as best she could, she lay there, looking out her foggy window wrapped in a blanket, locked in a car.
Her day was tiring and more than anything she just wanted to sleep, but that proved to be impossible.
X
Two Days Later…
Mellie stepped out of the car to see her three best friends, Nora, Emily, and Kensli. Through college they were "those girls" and now the tables have turned.
Nora was happily married with two kids, and Emily engaged. Kensli deep down was her go-to though, they worked together in real estate and she was still that same party animal they were in college.
"Hey girls!" Mellie yelled as she walked through the doors, the bouncers putting back the red rope.
It was gonna be a good night.
X
"Guys you know you better watch out Some girls,
some girls are only about,
That thing, that thing, that thing"
Olivia sang with her cart backing up in the door with her headphones on.
Seeing a moving person in her peripheral vision she stopped completely embarrassed and took out her headphones looking at the man with a freshly pressed light blue dress shirt.
Her skin turning hot as his gaze was on her.
"I'm sorry sir. I didn't think anyone was in here."
She reversed her movements and moved as fast as she could out of the door.
But not fast enough.
"Wait."
Olivia turned around at the sound of his baritone voice filling up the bland, white office room.
"Hmm…" She hummed while nodding politely.
"Can you please get the trash over there, it's full." the man asked while watching her intently.
"Sure." With false enthusiasm she sashayed over to the desk and emptied the trash.
As she was leaving he stopped her a second time.
"Do I know you from somewhere?"
"No." shaking her head towards the ground. "I don't think so."
"Wait! I know you. You're the woman who took my parking spot the other day." Fitz chuckled shaking his head at the memory.
"No way! Porsche guy!?" Olivia asked unconvinced.
Fitz took off his clear reading glasses revealing his crystal eyes and she saw it.
Her face contorted in a 'shit, you caught me' type of way.
Fitz laughed, reaching his hand out, "Fitzgerald, but everyone calls me Fitz."
"Olivia." she smiled. What a small world. She lingered there as Fitz grinned like a cheshire cat and accepted his large, warm hand.
"What are you listening to?"
Looking down at her Ipod without thinking she read, "On and On"
Immediately after she laughed to herself. And Fitz followed suit.
"By?"
"Erykah Badu."
"Oh." Fitz was puzzled but just left it.
Gliding to his speakers she put in her Ipod and started the song.
"Olivia." Fitz warned and soon lyrics blasted from the speakers.
'Oh my my my
I'm feeling high
My moneys gone
I'm all alone'
Olivia started swaying her hips and feeling the music.
"No." Fitz got up and unplugged her Ipod.
"Why!?" Olivia was about to start vibing.
"Because, although no one is in the office, security might hear. Also, there are other buildings like the one across from us that, if someone is looking, can see you dancing in this room."
"Wow, you are so uptight and hypersensitive." Olivia snatched his Ipod and fixed her cleaning cart.
"Give me that back." Fitz was calm. "Also, no one has ever… called me uptight, or hypersensitive, they think I have it all under control." Fitz chuckled softly.
Olivia just nodded pretending to act uninterested then rolled the cart to the door.
Just before she left she responded, "Keep my Ipod, just for a week."
Flabbergasted Fitz just sat there.
He had to get back to the company reports but for one minute he just sat and tried to recall if he's ever met a person like her.
X
"Ugh." Olivia groaned taking off her apron and putting the cleaning products away. She's been working since 7.
Waitressing at the Blue Room cafe downtown, to her night shift at Grant Inc.
To say she was done was an understatement.
She was so hungry, all she had was a leftover pastry and two glasses of water.
Always on her feet. But now she had to live on paycheck to paycheck and still find a way to keep up with her insurance.
Getting off the elevator she headed to her car which was parked on the sidewalk, next to the building.
She had an early shift, cleaning next morning, she would rather just save gas and be able to get to work on time, surrounded by city lights, then to sleep in a creepy, pitch black parking lot.
Wrapping the thin blanket around her frail frame she put her head back and closed her eyes.
A couple moments later a roaring engine frightened her and she looked over to see the concerned face of Fitzgerald Grant.
Motioning his hand in a reeling gesture, she comprehended he wanted her to roll her window down.
"What does he want?" annoyed she huffed, turned on her car and rolled the window down.
Looking at him expectantly he gets the hint.
"Hey, is your car okay?" his concerned face kind of was a drop of hot water in her ice cold heart, but if he was being nice, he wanted something, they always do, she's learned from experience.
"Yes, engines having some trouble." Olivia replied curtly and started rolling up the window.
Putting her head back again a honk startled her and agitation flooded her system.
"What!?" she screamed toward the window letting Fitz see her annoyance.
He just kept that same dumb smirk.
He gestured the motion again and she surrendered.
'Damn this man is persistent.' she thought.
"Would you like me to be of assistance?" he offered.
"No, thanks my boyfriend is on his way." she answered with a smile.
"No problem." Fitz beamed. "I'll just wait."
Before Olivia could object he revved his engine just to pull in a parking spot close by.
Walking up to the passenger seat he knocked on the silver door and she unlocked it.
Thoroughly annoyed that she did not get her way, like a child she crossed her arms on her chest, huffed, and looked in the opposite direction.
"So…" Fitz tried to start up conversation. "You have a lot of things in here." he looked in the back seat and saw two big trash bags and clothes on the seats, along with a couple of body products.
"I'm going through the process of moving." Still looking out the window.
"To where?" Fitz asked.
Turning around she faces him eyes to eyes and asks out of the blue. "So, you stay with all of your co-workers when they have car problems?"
Fitz chuckled, 'She's such a firecracker.' he imagined being with her in a public place.
"Well last year my assistant, Deborah got mugged, actually in that parking spot." he pointed to where his car was parked. "And from now on if anyone has car problems they know to just call me and I'll wait with them."
'Wow, he really does seem nice, but looks are deceiving.' Olivia surmised.
Olivia really wanted to sleep and he was just all white teeth and polite smiles, in her face.
"Hey, thank you so much for the offer, but I'm good, you have a life to get back to so… you should leave."
Directly after she said those words her stomach growled loudly.
"Someone's hungry." Fitz stated.
'No dip sherlock.' Olivia sarcastically replied in her head but said, "I'll eat when I get home."
"No there's a pizzeria down the street here let's walk, I could use a midnight snack as well."
"No, I'm good, please go home." Olivia was trying not to sound desperate so she plastered a smile on her face.
"I insist." Fitz replied firmly.
Olivia was done with arguing so she just weakly nodded her head and stepped out of the car.
X
With an almost half eaten, large pepperoni pizza in front of them she nibbled on her second piece while listening to his baritone voice light up the pizzeria.
"And then he beat me up."
"No way!" Olivia cracked up laughing. "Pushover then, pushover now."
"That's not nice. I was a good kid, gentle."
"Mmmhhmmm." Olivia hummed taking another small bite out of her pizza.
Fitz stood up, "If you will excuse me, I'll be going to the gentleman's room."
Olivia nodded her head and chuckled. He was so nice, she couldn't figure out why, but he was.
Once he was out of site she wasted no time in gobbling down her food.
She ate two more pieces by the time Fitz came back out of the bathroom.
Sipping her Coke she eyed the racing game.
"May I say you have looked at that racing game about 4 times in the last ten minutes." Fitz observed almost everything and he chuckled on the inside imagining her playing video games.
Olivia rolled her eyes.
"Let's play."
"I left my purse in the car." olivia fired back.
"No need." Fitz held his thick, black wallet up and stood gesturing Olivia to follow.
They both sat down in each of the seats.
"Mr. I don't know about you, but I do not like to lose." Olivia gripped the steering wheel as Fitz inserted the coins.
"Ditto Olivia, Ditto."
X
"How did you beat me?"
"What you never lost at something before?" Olivia smirked.
Fitz's face crinkled up in confusion and quickly replied, "No."
His serious tone made Olivia burst out in laughter and he was confused to why she was laughing but he hadn't played an arcade game for so long, he couldn't even remember the last time.
He also couldn't remember the last time someone beat him, at anything.
Olivia seemed to pass off a powerful energy that brought him out of his methodical self, it was scary, and different, but he kind of liked it.
"Ok, well my boyfriend should be here soon, so, you know if I'm not there and we walk back together, he could get the, ide…" Olivia stuttered trying to make an excuse for him to leave.
"Oh, no problem let me just walk you to your car. First I'm going to wash my hands."
Before he went into the bathroom he left cash on the table for the bill.
Olivia slowly stalked around the table and looked around before counting the money.
The bill came out to $20.43. He left one twenty, and two tens. She snatched one of the tens and slid it in her bra making sure no one witnessed her behavior she scanned the room while pushing her chair back under the table.
X
"Thank you for the food." She held the left overs in her hand and opened her car door.
"Have a nice night, Olivia." Fitz smiled politely and crossed the street.
Waving politely he drove away leaving Olivia in the same spot.
She couldn't risk him seeing her still there the next day, so after about 15 minutes she started her car up and drove to the empty, dark parking lot.
There she sat and waited like the past three nights, for sleep to come, and surprisingly it did.
Maybe because her stomach was full, she didn't know but whatever it was, she was grateful.
Pt.2?