fearless

Chapter 44: Nurseries

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"I love you," Ty runs a hand over my cheek, leaving a trail of wet paint. "I love you too, but I don't like this paint on my face," I giggle.

He only laughs. Olivia and Hunter came over to help us paint Hannah's nursery. We're painting it yellow. Hannah's nursery is the room across from the window with the window seat.

Hunter is out in the hallway, muttering profanities as he builds a white bookcase which will be in the room.

Hunter and Ty have already built the crib, changing table, and dresser. Now they just have to finish this and they're done.

I finish painting my side of the room, and walk to put the roller in the paint tray. Olivia finishes seconds after.

The paint is already drying, and very fast I might add. It's Super Fast Dry paint. Guaranteed to dry in thirty minutes or less.

"Lets go get her toys and put them in the cute little boxes I got you for your baby shower." Olivia says.

I had my baby shower last week and I received pretty much everything I need for my baby, plus enough diapers for three months.

"Yeah," I say, and we walk out, over Hunter and his muttering, and downstairs to my office. I pull these small, pastel pink and dark grey crates and set them on the floor.

I then walk across the hall to Ty's office and grab a large package, which holds many toys, from hard plastic ones, to soft, plush ones. I carry it to Olivia, and set it on the floor as well.

As we separate the toys, putting them in the two crates.

Then, we walk back upstairs carrying the crates, and set them on the now finished book shelf. It's in the room now, along with the other furniture. Olivia lays the mattress in the crib and puts the pastel pink sheets and dark grey blanket in the crib.

The yellow walls look like they're made out of yellow panelling, with white trim and baseboards along with white furniture.

The blinds on the window are white, and the curtains pastel pink. There's a small, rectangular dark grey rug on the floor, and books and stuffed animals placed sparingly on the book shelves.

Hannah's name is spelled out in wooden letters which are white, on the wall with her crib.

I almost cry at the sight of her room. It makes me feel happy.

Our house is like a real house, but it's attached to the Dauntless compound. We're on the highest level, where we are high above ground.

I sit down with Olivia on the couch. "So how are you and the boyfriend?" I question.

"I don't know." She sighs. "I feel like he doesn't actually love me, like he just wants my body, you know?" She asks. I nod.

"Well, I'd say you should break up with him. If he doesn't love you for you, then he doesn't deserve you." I say. Olivia's face contorts.

"I just don't get how it's so easy for you. Life just fell in your hands like a raindrop." She says in a hurt voice.

"Huh." I jest. "Life just fell into my hands." I make a face. "After being kidnapped and almost killed twice, life just fell into my hands?!"

She shoots an ugly look in my direction. "No need to be a jerk about it." She flips her blonde hair back.

I grimace. "PMS." I say under my breath. "PMS? More like someone's having some really bad pregnancy feels." Olivia retorts, her face red.