Hey gladiators! I am updating slowly but surely. I hope you enjoy this chapter. But what about the other night. Talk about Olitzing it up. There was certainly enough lovin with Liv and the hot POTUS. Did every one cheer when he gave the divorce papers to Mellie? The bitch is gone. So sad with Cyrus and loved when he told Mellie off . I feel bad for Huck and I hope that he does get fixed. Jake could help with that since he has had the same problems.
Mellie rolled over on the couch with her robe wrapped around her. She blinked her eyes and then looked around the room. Blurry shapes and lights were all she could comprehend. Slowly she rose up and focused on the framed picture on the end table. They all looked so happy. To anyone who didn't know the story, they looked like the perfect All American family. They were. She was the matriarch of America's family. Everyone was smiling and happy. It was one of the best casts around. Everyone knew their part and she was the director. But then was the sad truth, they were all acting.
Bottles were scattered all over the floor. Mellie wondered why there was a mess? After all, isn't that why she hired a maid? The truth was that Allyson had tried to wake her , but alas she was in a coma caused from the liquor. Mellie could faintly hear the television from the other room. Getting up from the couch, she stumbled to her feet. Her manicured hands traveled to the photo on the table and she couldn't help but study it. Karen was now ruined. Her sex tape escapades proved that and the distance between her and her mother was now wider. Teddy was now living with his father and would probably have no memory of her ever being her mother. This was an irony since his conception was so forced and unromantic. Her husband fell on her drunk and then uttered, "Let's get this over with." He could barely get up an erection , but took his hand and put it in his boxers and until he was rock hard. Then he forced himself into her and then left the bedroom. She didn't see Fitz for the rest of the night.
Her eyes continued to stare at the photograph. Jerry managed to smile on that rare day. Jerry? Her eyes began to tear up. Her eldest and named after his father and grandfather. She was afraid to develop any ties to him because she was never sure whether he was her husband's or his father's. Guilt kept her away from him and now he was gone. He was six feet under ground a tombstone in Washington. She would never get rid of that image that haunted her. Her son was being carried in his father's arms from the stage as the life was being sucked from him. Within the hour, he would be dead and they later found out he was murdered with a strain of meningitis stolen from a military base. More blood spilled for the good of the Republic.
Fitz? Now that was a no brainer. When he found out her mysterious benefactor was Olivia's father , he blew a fuse. He looked into her eyes with those deadly grey ones and ordered her to leave before he threw her out personally. With secret service watching her, they guided her with her belongings to an SUV and they brought her here. She laughed,probably before she was out the door, he would be on the phone or on his way to her house. He wasted no time. It finally came to her , she was alone.
She pranced to the antique mirror wearing only an oversized NAVY t shirt. It felt more like a dress on her. It felt more like a museum than someone's house . It was his house, at least for two more years. Everything around her was filled with history. She could just imagine the stories that the walls could then she realized something, she was now part of that history. She was living with a man who was the President of the United States. They both thought that this day would never come. He had finally convinced her to stay with him. They were in such a love bubble that they were oblivious to the rest of the world.
She peered through the mirror at herself. His shirt. It smelled of Fitz. It had that musky smell that was all him. It was kind of a mix between scotch and his cologne. But it definitely swelled on her. He would be with her even when he wasn't . Her reverie was broken with his baritone voice.
"I decided to let you sleep. You didn't get much last night."
"Maybe its' because my boyfriend is a sexaholic." Olivia giggled as she threw her arms around his neck. It was a stretch to get up there because of her being so petite. When she got there, she let her fingers run through his hair. With her neutral painted nails, they delicately made their way through the dark and gray strands that lined his face. His mouth made its way to hers as they kissed . Her lips were so full and she had never had been kissed by a man with softer lips.
He hated to do it, but if he didn't stop himself, he would kiss her all day. Forcibly Fitz pushed himself away. "I hate to say this, but there has been a crisis in the Middle East and I am awaiting a conference call. I don't know when I will be up here, hon."
"That's okay. I could probably go to the office and get some work done." Olivia smiled.
" Good deal. I 'll call you there and somehow we can grab a bite." Fitz bent down and gave her a kiss. "Let Tom know when you want to leave." He said as he went out the door.
"You do know , I am a big girl and have a Washington driver's license." She said as she pulled her hair into a ponytail and went to get her clothes from the closet.
"I finally have you and there is no way I am going to lose you again. You are now officially protected by the Secret Service. Think of it this way. You don't have to worry about traffic on the Beltway." Fitz admitted.
"You win." Olivia admitted. "Now do I get a kiss?" she said as she pulled on his tie to pull him down. Happily he bent down and kissed her. After he went out the door, Olivia had an idea. She picked up the phone. Her and Abby had not discussed this at all. They had talked about their date but nothing past that. "Abby, do you have time for lunch" Great. Can you come up to the Residence?"Okay , I will see you in a half hour."
Olivia strolled into the small dining room. She saw that the maids had set up lunch for her. They probably thought it was for her and Fitz. Abby looked around as she came into the room. She wondered how many things had been altered since her friend had been there. She returned her attention to her friend . She actually hadn't seen Olivia this happy in quite a while. Her happiness also made her boss a little more to deal with as well.
"Liv." She exclaimed with a hug. The two friends exchanged hugs and looked at each other. "I can only stay a little bit. There is a crisis in the Middle East and I have to return to my post. I might even have to bail." Abby apologized for the possibility of having to leave.
"He told me." Olivia apologized. "Sit." Abby obliged and dug into her salad. She had been so busy that she had forgotten to grab breakfast. Things since the firing of Cyrus and the First Lady leaving had been crazy. Abby hadn't seen that much of Olivia as well.
"So how is it going?" Abby said as she chewed the lettuce.
"Well, it has been great. We have been making up for lost time. It s like we are discovering each other for the first time. I love waking up in the morning and seeing him there or if he does have to leave then he leaves me the cutest notes. He cuts roses from the Rose Garden and he puts them in a vase on a tray. I don't think there has ever been a man that has treated me better. "
"And the sex?" Abby was curious.
"Words can't describe it." The thought brought a smile to Olivia's face. She loved making love to him. He could play her like an instrument. His hands could move across her body like a concert grand and his mouth had the power to hypnotize her. She was powerless hearing his voice. It was her prayer. Everytime he would utter her name, she would have an orgasm. She would close her eyes and then cum when she imagined his mouth in every crevice of her body. That mouth that could order a war, was the same that drove her to madness. She still remembered the first time that their eyes locked and how neither of them could speak. It was as if they both had brought back each other to life.
Abby wanted to be happy for her friend. There had been too much heartache in her life. She had two parents that were monsters. Kidnappers came and took her away and tortured her. She had to find out what happened and she had doors shut time after time. When she knew about Olivia's kidnappers, she called Stephen and he took care of the mess.
Olivia had been through this before. She had been thrown under the bus. She had been fingered as the President's mistress. But now things were different, she had stopped running and was involved with a man who was going through a divorce. Mellie had been served. Abby didn't know if anyone knew about Olivia and the President 2.0. No one had been mentioned , but cameras had been tampered with and files were deleted. It had not been mentioned, but everytime Elizabeth North walked by her, she had a look on her face . She was hiding something. Nothing had been done yet.
"I just want you to be careful that's all, Liv. You are playing with fire." Abby said with concern.
"We're done here." Olivia started to get up because she could sense how the conversation would go. "I have some things to catch up with at the office. I thought I would do them while I had a chance."
Abby put her hand on her friend's shoulder, " Olivia, just be wary . No one knows yet and we are all trying to keep it under wraps. But we don't know when someone will go nuclear. I am half surprised that the First Lady or Cyrus hasn't launched yet. "
"Cyrus has been kind of quiet. Maybe he realized what he did wrong." Olivia said.
"Any kind of quiet is not good." Abby said. "And we both know that Mellie Grant won't go gracefully."
"I am not some school girl in love with her teacher. I am a woman who has handled world leaders, created a President, gotten felons off with a warning. I have my pulse on this town and I know where the bodies are buried. I fixed an election. I have carried a six year on and off relationship with the Leader of the Free World. I know that our days are numbered and I know that a plan is going to have to be put into action. For now, I want to be the young girl in love. I want to run when the phone rings and instead of cringing when I see my boyfriend or hiding my feelings, I want to stand by him. I want to shout that I am love and scribble his name in my memo pad. I want to do everything I couldn't do before. Like they say in that classic movie, "I'll think about it tomorrow." Olivia stated.
"I do have to go. But I think you have given me some things to think about .Know that you can count on me like I counted on you for Charles. I am now and always your gladiator." Abby said as she walked out the door. "I'll tell your boyfriend you said hi." She smiled.
Olivia picked up the phone. "Tom, could you bring the car around." She picked up her Prada and then headed to the door.
Elizabeth North headed to the door with that same look. She wasn't ready yet. But in her hands, she had the nuclear bomb she needed. First , she had finished Cyrus Beane and now he was just a gay newlywed playing in the garden. Her next objective was the First Lady herself, Mellie Grant. She knew of her ambition and she guided her onto her next step after the White House , Mellie was Junior Senator of Virginia and had a shill VP put in place for her own run for the Oval. But they never counted on the deaths of jurors and innocent people and they never counted on her husband of twenty years to throw her out of the White House. But Lizzie Bear counted on that. Now it was time for the crown jewel. She had the tape from the cameras. it was just what she needed to bring down the President.
Mellie made her way to see Allyson nibbling on Doritos and watching her favorite Telenovela. She stomped in front of her in her uggs furiously. "Why didn't you tell me I had a message?" she screamed.
"Senora, you were asleep." Allyson muttered. "Some secretary wanted to talk to you about swearing ." She handed her the message from her own personal assistant, "They want me to take the oath on the steps of the capital tomorrow. Both of us for the cameras."
Mellie couldn't believe this nightmare. All of her dreams were coming true. But he wasn't by her side any more. He was sleeping in their bed with her. She attended State dinners with him now. But maybe this was all temporary and she could apologize and then he would drop all this divorce nonsense. There was still hope because no one could go public yet. They were still the President and the First Lady.
"Hello, get me the President." Mellie waited to talk to Fitz. "Hello Fitz, yes, I am ready to talk again. I will make you a deal. I will sign the divorce papers. If you will do me this one little parting favor. Could you make it in your schedule to come to Virginia and stand with me as I take the oath of office. I know it's over but you owe me this for the times I did it for you. And I happen to know that you and Olivia haven't gone public yet. You will? Okay then I will see you tomorrow." She hung up.
"Get me a hairdresser, Ralph Lauren on the phone and my stylist. I need to look my best tomorrow. " Mellie said with a smile. She had a plan.