Sorry I haven't updated in a couple days guys! It's been a very long and busy weekend. But rest assured, I started writing this chapter the second that I got a chance.
In other news, what did everyone think of Thursday's episode? If anyone is interested in PM'ing me and talking about it, feel free! I would love to hear from you!
I hope you enjoy the chapter! :)
"Lauren, I demand to know where my husband is!" Mellie shouted.
Lauren looked at Mellie, apologetically. Quite frankly, Mellie Grant scared the hell out of Lauren. However, Lauren was strong willed and served the president, not his bitch of a wife.
"I told you ma'am, he's out."
"Out where?"
"I…can't tell you that ma'am."
Mellie got into Lauren's face. "Lauren, if you don't tell me where the god damn president of the United States is, so help me God I will…"
"I'm right here Mellie," Fitz announced as he walked over to her and Lauren.
"And leave Lauren alone."
Lauren smiled at him, handing him papers that he needed to review as he turned around and walked into the Oval. Mellie turned around and glared at Lauren, before turning back around.
"You're not going to speak to me?" Mellie exclaimed, following him.
"I just did."
"Ha ha Fitz. Where have you been?"
"I don't believe that is any of your business."
She watched him as he sat down at his desk and started working.
"You didn't even notice?" she asked, sounding rather hurt.
"Notice what?" he replied, not even bothering to look up.
She cleared her throat to get his attention. Still nothing.
"Helloooo…" she drew out. "Earth to Fitz."
"WHAT?!" he yelled, finally making eye contact with her.
She jumped back, tears filling her eyes. "I changed my clothes. My hair is done up. I…I tried for you today. And you don't even notice."
She began hastening towards the door.
"Mellie, wait," he demanded.
He stood up and walked over to her, grabbing her hands and stepping away from her. He looked at her, thinking how ravishing she looked. She had on a long red dress with red heels. Her hair was as big as it used to be and she actually smelled nice for once.
"You look…beautiful. I'm sorry I didn't notice before."
She put her head down and blushed.
"How are you doing?" he asked.
"I'm doing much better. Karen helped me realize that life goes on, even without my son."
"Good. I'm glad." He kissed her on the cheek. "I'm sorry Mellie, but if you would excuse me, I need to get back to being the leader of the free world."
She smiled and gave him a hug. "Of course. See you tonight?"
"Mhm," was all he could manage to say as he took his spot back at his desk. She stared at him before finally relieving herself from the room.
Fitz looked down and went through the papers that Lauren had given him, reading over their every detail.
He smiled. He was actually going to do this. He just needed to get the courage. He needed to strap on those presidential sized balls of his and go after what he wanted; love, happiness, and Olivia Pope.
Olivia was sitting on her couch drinking wine and watching a cheesy chick flick. She never thought that she would be 'that girl'. The girl who got all into movies and cried as if it was really happening to her.
However, as she watched "This Means War," she noticed the similarities between her and Reese Witherspoon's character. In the movie, two friends meet a girl and both instantly fall for her. They begin vying for her attention, eventually getting into a fight and ending their friendship. However, Lauren, Reese Witherspoon's character, chooses the man that she felt the most comfortable and attracted to, and everything eventually falls into place for all of the characters.
"If only it was that easy," she thought.
Her phone rang, prompting her to end the movie and her thoughts. She looked down and saw Jake's name and face on her phone. This was the 5th time he had called her that day. Annoyed, she finally slid her answer button to the right.
"5 calls in one day seems a little bit stalker-ish, don't you think?"
"Well when you won't answer my phone calls…"
"There's nothing left for me to say Jake. We're done. Why don't you just…move on?"
"You honestly think that's possible for me? I love you Liv. I know I've made mistakes in the past and that I will never be able to make up for them. But…I hate not being with you. You're my everything. All I want is to stand in the sun with you, but there isn't any sunshine when you're gone."
"Did you just quote a Bill Wither's song?"
"I did. Did it work?"
She laughed, half-heartedly. "No, it didn't."
"I just don't understand. Fitzgerald Grant gets chance after chance. Why don't I?"
"Stop bringing up Fitz. My decision to break up with you had nothing to do with him. It was you."
"What can I do to make this up to you?"
"Leave me alone, Jake. I need…time, space. I need to figure myself out. All I've been for the last 5 or so years if Fitz's mistress and somebody's…something. I need to find who I am again. Without Fitz and unfortunately...without you."
She heard Jake sigh and the line went silent.
"Jake," she whispered.
"No. I'm sorry. I…I need to go."
"But Jake I…"
The line went dead.
She sighed, looking up and leaning her head back. As much as she knew she needed to be without him, she couldn't help but miss him and wish that things were different.
She got up to clean her glass of wine, sitting her phone on the counter. As she washed her glass, she heard the phone ring once again.
"Damnit Jake," she thought.
She hurried up and dried her hands, walking over to her phone. She was surprised to find that it wasn't Jake that was calling her, but an old friend that she hadn't spoken to in a while.
"Richard Peterson. To what do I owe the pleasure?"
So Dr. Peterson called Olivia. What do you think he wants to talk to her about?
I hope you all had an amazing weekend! :)