The Situation

TWENTY

BELLA'S POV

...weeks later...

I got invited to go to Liz's Thanksgiving dinner they're hosting this year. It's at the end of next week.  It's the kiddos first big holiday with all of them together. I am super excited to go! I adore the fuck out of these children!

Gabe and Liz's family don't live around here, so they'll be flying down and staying for a couple of day in a nearby hotel. They've rented out a little venue place that's about 15 minutes away.

They're also getting the food catered, which is extremely different from what my family has always done, but oh so much easier than spending two days in the kitchen cooking. We usually have thanksgiving at Maw and Papaws house, well the garage since I have such a large family on Mama's side of the family.

I've always had the best time there before we're forced to go to Sal's parents house, which I absolutely hate. I'm the black sheep out of everyone, which is totally fine with me, I hate them as much as they hate me; but if his mother ever hits me again, I have no idea what I'd do to the bitch.

It's bittersweet not going back to Kentucky for the holidays.

One thing that is somewhat worrisome is that we don't know how Katie is going to act when she's around all the people, but we're all hoping she'll get warmed up to everyone and adjust to more bodies in one place.

Gabe's temporary crazy work hours are slowly getting back to normal. I don't go over there in the mornings unless I hear a knock on my door before seven. Little Katie knocks on the front door every morning to give me a hug and a boop on the nose with her little pointer finger while the girls will blow kisses while running down the hall.

She's talking some every now and then, but for the most part she refuses to speak. She hums songs a lot, which is good because I have music playing all day and all night.

Thanksgiving dinner is tomorrow night with the kiddos. The girls and I are celebrating Thanksgiving by going out to eat tonight along with Cole after school when Bridget gets off work.

They call it 'friendsgiving' which sounds kinda cool.

Thanksgiving is my absolute favorite holiday besides Easter, and I'm stoked to be celebrating it here with people I'm comfortable around.

I have a lot to be thankful for now a days.

Harry hasn't said anything about thanksgiving, I assume he's either working or at the frat house, I guess it's understandable because we have a long weekend for school.

So much has changed over the weeks, it's been difficult but so worth it. I'm learning how to deal with the nightmares instead of being afraid and going to kill myself at the gym. Don't get me wrong I still go to the gym just about every single day. If I have an episode I'll still work my ass off at the gym that morning and don't go as hard if I hit the gym later that day.

It's still an effective coping mechanism, probably not the healthiest but I could be doing a lot worse.

I've been sleeping with Harry some, I don't want to depend on him or use him for sleep, he says it's perfectly fine with him though.

At least once or twice a week he's in my bed and I go to his. Knock on wood I haven't had a bad nightmare when I sleep with him.

I hang out with my friends more and almost spent the night in their dorm room, but I chickened out.

Cole and I have reestablished our weekly 'drama romma llama dates' as he calls it where we spend the evening with him giving me all the drama of the week.