Unconditional

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Three months later...

hollies pov:

I looked for an apartment for a month, until Sadie and Maya practically begged me into moving in with them. I was reluctant at first, since I'll have a baby in the next two months, but they don't mind at all. At least that's what they said.

So, I moved in last week, with the help of Jayce, Wilder, and Tapper. Sadie and Maya are a change from living with three boys. The house stays cleaner for longer, dishes don't pile up in the sink, and for the first time since I can remember, all the decorations match.

The neighborhood that they live in, that i do too now, is twenty minutes from Wilder and Tapper, and thirty from Jayce and Ellie. It's strange living this far from them, when I've always been so close. But I think it's good for me. Having friends my age, and friends who are girls, is fun.

We go out a lot, and if I wasn't seven months pregnant, I'm sure it would be more interesting. We go shopping mainly, because that's what they do, but I like it. It's a change from going to practice with the boys every day.

The house we all live in together, is definitely a step up from the apartment I was living in before. There's five rooms, plus an office. Each of us has our own bathroom. Sadie and Maya want me to take the Master bedroom, so I have more space for a crib, and other baby things. I don't want to take the offer. I already am so grateful for them letting me move in with them, I can't just act like I own the place. I am perfectly fine in a normal sized room.

The thing that's taking the most getting used to, is not being as involved in Tapper, Wilder, and Jayces lives. Of course they are still some of my best friends, but I don't see them as often as I used to. And I miss it. I really do.

And, bless August and his heart. He calls everyday to check up on me. Make sure things are going right with my pregnancy, and our sons health. I do appreciate it. Our calls have become routine. Every day, at six o'clock my time, or three o'clock his, he'll call me, tell me about his day, and then ask me about mine.

He makes it so hard to not miss him. I hated to see him go, and I miss him everyday, but he's so happy in California. I love when he sends me pictures of the things that he likes. It gives me a sense of peace. August is happy, and has so much to be thankful for. It's the thing that keeps me happy.