Point Of View 2 [*Do not read until you've read the same chapter of ATW]

Chapter 12 Two Worlds Colliding

"Nate and Trisha - this is their world." Julia looks around the cabin. "We don't fit in this world, do we? I don't fit in Nate's world." She bites the inside of her cheek and I nod while resting my head against hers. She's just catching on to this now? This has never been our world.

"No. We really don't." I say softly.

Iwatch Julia take another bite but tears still run down her face. This shit is really bothering her and I hate that.

"Babe, you're still crying. Are you sure you're ok??" I kiss her tear off her cheek.

"You're so sweet to me. All the time. Even when I'm a mess." She hides her face in my chest and I hold her until she stops crying. I'm starting to think this trip wasn't a good idea and we haven't even landed in London yet.

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*Trisha*

I'm trying to go over the agenda and Nate is fucking staring at Julia, paying no attention to me now. I lost him to her and we need to get shit done.

"You listening to me, or did I lose you?" I look back at my laptop and keep typing while I talk.

"I'm listening. Hey. We haven't been home in a while. Did you have someone clean out the apartment?"

"What do you mean?" I look up at Nate, not understanding what he's talking about.

"I was just thinking... this is the first time I'm going home....sober." 

Oh no. 

"Shit." Nate's apartment is loaded with booze. And if I know his cousin Caleb, probably drugs too. "I could call your cousin Caleb to go by and clean out the cabinets and fridge, but I can't text till we land. We'll just do it with Casey and Julia before allowing you guys up. We'll sweep the whole place, ok?" I look to Paul who nods.

Shit shit shit! How could I forget something so important? Nate fidgets with his hair nervously now thinking about his addiction. This tour is going to be difficult for him which means it will be difficult for me to babysit him. He can't relapse. His body can't handle it. I need to do everything I can to make sure he isn't around alcohol. On top of that, I need to fucking making sure Moretti doesn't get her hands on anyone's pills. Things were so much easier at home when she was only going to the Avalon and back. Now she's gonna be around a ton of people. Many who have some bad habits. Their habits are not my concern. Nate is my concern. And if Julia  fucks up, Nate fucks up and his heart pays for it.

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*James*

Before descending, Paul preps me on what to do. Julia helped change me in to my bodyguard uniform.  Like Paul,  black pants, black shoes, black belt, white button-down shirt, black tie and black suit jacket. And my earpiece so Paul can talk to me. He trained me well over the years working for him. I know what to do. I also know there will be a ton more bodyguards waiting at the airport terminal, as well as fans and reporters. I wonder if Julia is aware of all this It's gonna be chaotic.

The seatbelt sign goes on, and Casey helps me get Maggie into her crate to prepare for landing. We all head to our seats, all of us now sick of this plane, as luxurious as it is, ten and a half hours is a long time. Jonah already gave me two pain relievers in case I get a headache while landing. The minute the cabin air pressure fluctuates a shooting stabbing pain runs through the side of my head. I close my eyes tight from the pain. Shit. This is gonna happen every time I fly, isn't it?

"Is it bad? The pain?" Julia asks just as the dog begins to bark. Maggie can sense something is wrong with me. I keep my eyes closed and feel Julia hold my hand, letting me squeeze it the whole way down. Once we land the pain goes away  and I relax a little.