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She's laying in bed, on her side, facing the wall. She hears the door open, and knows exactly who it is, so she doesn't even bother to move. She doesn't want to speak to him. She doesn't want to hear his voice, or honestly, have anything to do with him. She's sick of the way that he treats her. It's almost worse than it was when Olivia Pope was around. Almost. She doesn't think that it can get any worse than when Olivia Pope was around.
Fitz watched her for a second before kicking off his shoes, and laying down next to her. Mellie decides to pretend to be asleep; she doesn't want to have to talk to him right now. And maybe if he thinks she's asleep, he'll leave. Maybe he'll leave her alone. Or maybe he won't. But a girl can hope, right? He wrapped his arm around her and rested his chin on her shoulder, letting out a soft sigh. Mellie fought the urge to move, trying to stay as still as possible. She didn't want him to know that she was pretending to be asleep.
"Mels..." Fitz whispered, resting his hand on her stomach and slowly rubbing it in circles. "Baby, I am so sorry." He doesn't expect an answer, he doesn't expect anything. But he needs to apologize, even if he has to do it again when she's awake. He doesn't mind having to do it twice. He needs to do it. He should probably have to do it more than twice, considering how terrible he was to her. "I shouldn't of said those things. I know that being mad isn't an excuse. I just don't want to lose you. I trust you. I do. I can't even say that I don't trust Andrew, because I do. I just know that he's a much better man for you. I know that you deserve him. You don't deserve me. I treat you like shit and I put you down all of the time...And no, of course I don't mean to do that, sweetheart. I don't mean to hurt you. Those aren't my intentions." He sighed quietly as he continued to rub her stomach. "I just get scared. And defensive. I get afraid that you're going to leave me. Because you deserve so much better than me. And you can do so much better than me. And Andrew...Andrew's a great guy. And he treats you the way that you should be treated. You should be treated like a queen, and that's how he treats you."
Fitz took a breath, trying to hold back tears. He knew that she wasn't awake to notice, but he didn't want to cry. "I love you more than anything in this entire world, Mellie. I would die for you. I would kill for you. I would do absolutely anything in the world for you, and I would do anything in my power to protect you. But you're too good for me. You're the perfect woman and I'm just a lying, cheating asshole. You don't deserve me. You deserve so much better and I'm sorry that you're stuck with me..." He looked down at Mellie, noticing the tears that are rolling down her face. Her eyes are open now, and he's slightly shocked, wondering how much of that she heard.
"I love you too." Mellie whispered, rolling over so that she can face him. She took a deep breath, closing her eyes for a second before opening them again. "I do deserve you. And I'm not going to leave you. And I understand that it's hard for yo to believe that, because believe me, it's still extremely difficult for me to believe you when you say those same exact words to me. We've hurt each other so much in the past that it's hard to trust each other, and I understand that. But Fitz...you can't continue hurting me. You can't continue saying such hurtful things to me just because you're angry. All of our children are yours, and you know that. You've never doubted that. So just because you're upset does not mean that you can accuse me of being a whore. I get angry sometimes too, I'm not trying to sound like a saint here. But I keep those hurtful things inside because I know how much they would hurt you if I were to say them."
Fitz nodded, to show that he was listening to her. He wrapped his arm around her, and much to his surprise, she let herself cuddle in close to him. "We need to stop this, Fitz. We need to stop the fighting an the arguing over petty bullshit. Because I'm not stupid enough to do anything with Andrew, and I hope you know that. I have put up with our rocky, empty marriage for so many years. And now that it's in the process of fixing and that it's improving, I'm not going to intentionally do anything to ruin that. I realize that we still have a lot of work to do, that we still have a hell of a lot to work on before we're back to how we were before, if we can ever get there. But I love you. And I don't want us to end up the way that we were before. So we need to stop being mean to each other. We need to stop turning our arguments into wars. We're at a constant battle most of the time, wondering how we can hurt the other person before they can hurt us. And that's not healthy. That's going back to how we were when I was pregnant with Teddy..."
And she was right. He remembered that. He remembered how horrible he was to her when she was pregnant with their son, and even for months following that. They were at each other's throats constantly. They were always trying to find some way to destroy the other person, to hurt them as much as possible. And she was right. That was far from healthy. And he didn't want to be in that place again.
"I'll work on it.." Fitz told her after a few minutes, letting out a quiet sigh. He was the one that usually was trying to hurt Mellie. Since they had chosen to begin working on their marriage, Mellie stopped intentionally trying to hurt Fitz. Fitz had stopped doing it as much, but he hadn't stopped completely. And he knew he needed to. He was the main problem in their relationship. If he wasn't such an asshole, they probably wouldn't have as much issues in their marriage.
Mellie just nodded, nuzzling into her husband and resting her head on his chest. Fitz moved, causing Mellie to frown. He crawled down to the bottom of the bed and pulled up Mellie's shirt, earning a disapproving look from his wife, who wondered what in the hell he was doing. Leaning down, he placed a kiss on Mellie's lower belly, followed by an overload of kisses all over her stomach. "Daddy loves you, baby." He whispered, gently rubbing his wife's stomach with two of his fingers. "Daddy loves you so so much. And he loves your mommy too." He laid his head down on her stomach, much like Teddy loved to do, and Mellie finally realized where Teddy had gotten it from.
"I know I shouldn't be mean to your mommy...you're probably going to come out and hit me the first time I try to hold you. I would hit me too, if I were you. But I'm not gonna be mean to mommy anymore, okay? I'm going to be nice to her, and I'm going to treat her like the princess that she is."
"Queen." Mellie interrupted, smirking slightly as she watched Fitz talk to their unborn child.
Fitz chuckled quietly, shaking his head. "I apologize, I'm going to treat her like the queen that she is from now on. Because I love your mommy, and she deserves that. And so much more."
Mellie smiled as she watched him, closing her eyes slowly, listening as her husband continued to talk to her belly. Of course, she forgave him. She would always forgive him. That man could throw her in front of a bus and she would probably forgive him. She loved that man to her detriment. But that didn't mean that she couldn't stay upset. She was still mad. She still couldn't believe that he had the nerve to say the things that he said to her. She appreciated the apology, and that's what led her to forgive him, but sorry doesn't fix things. Sorry doesn't take back all of the mean and hateful things that he had said to her. She sighed to herself, rolling over on her side when Fitz was done talking to her their baby. It was tough being mad at him, she hated being mad at him. But if she just let everything go back to normal, they were going to continue to have to go through this again and again.