My Sweets

A Home is Made from Love

JESSA

I nervously look through the pictures from the premiere. I don't know why I'm nervous. All I've seen is good press about the movie, Bobby, and myself. Oscar whines at my feet, so I pick him up to cuddle on my lap. Everything is going so good right now, but I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop. My body has been in a constant state of stress for so long now, that I can't fight the nervousness. So that's why I'm still sitting here overanalyzing the premiere pictures. I really loved that dress though.

In all honesty, I'm probably procrastinating. I've decided to get back into my social media career. To do that though, I need to address why I've been gone. Everyone obviously knows, but I can't pretend it didn't happen. I was approached by a network to do a full hour program about it, but I turned them down. I want full control over my story and how the information is released. So, I'm going to make a video series and post to my channel. And I'm nervous. So, procrastination. Plus, I need to organize everything more. How much do I want to share? How far do I want to go? I'm hoping that by sharing my story, I will overcome it. I remember how good I felt after telling Bobby and the cameras about my ex. I felt free. I want to feel free again.

I ruffle Oscar's hair. "Let's go find Louie and play outside."

I wander downstairs and of course I find Louie already outside with Junno. Those two are best buds. Oscar would rather cuddle than play fetch, so he stays with me as I stretch out on the loungers.

"Want anything special for dinner tonight?" I ask Junno.

"Depends. You cookin or are we ordering out?"

"Umm, I'm feeling lazy."

"Let's just do pizza then."

"Suits me."

"You heard from Bobby yet?"

My heart clinches a bit. I know it's only been a day, but I miss him already. "No. Not yet." Bobby went back to California to look at rental houses. It's a quick trip, so we decided it was best if I just stayed home. Makes sense, but I hate that he's so far away. I've already studied these houses and he knows which ones I'm interested in. There's one in particular that I absolutely love and really want to rent. Obviously, someone needs to look at them in person before a decision is made though, so that's why Bobby's there; to get this figured out. Just like our current house, all of theses seem too big for us, but Bobby insists.

"A big Hollywood superstar needs a mansion," he insisted.

In a month, we'll be moving to California. We want some time to settle in before Bobby starts filming. I'm desperately going to miss our friends and my parents though. London. My home. I'm going to miss this place. Since we're only planning on living in the States for a few years, Junno is going to continue living in our London house for the time being. It works out well. Now we don't have to pack up everything or worry about the house. I need a big change after everything that's happened but I am nervous. Leaving all my support and moving to a different country is drastic. At least I have Maleah there.

My phone rings and a smile spreads across my face. It's Bobby. "Hey Babe! I miss you!"

"I miss you too, love. How are you?"

"Just being lazy."

"Nice. Wish I could be lazy with you."

"Me too."

"Sooo... I may have just done a thing."

That doesn't sound suspicious at all. "What kind of a thing exactly?"

"Oh it's definitely a good thing. You're gonna love it, Lass."

"Bobby, spit it out. What did you do?"