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

Chapter 16 The Show Must Go On

*Trisha*

"She wants nothing to do with me." Nate walks out of the bedroom.

"Well, is she gonna go to the game tonight? I already bought the tickets. Everyone's excited." I frown while watching Nate close his bedroom door. Julia is asleep thanks to the Ativan so now we get to wait until it wears off. What a waste of a day.

"Let's just see how she is when she wakes up. The game's not till 7:30 tonight." 

"Well, you DO realize no matter what happens with Moretti, you HAVE to be up on that stage tomorrow. The show must go on, regardless of what's going on here." I remind him.  

"Well aware, Trisha."

"So now what's gonna happen?" James asks Jonah nervously.

"Donovan thinks we should keep her on a low dose of Ativan. She doesn't have access to it. Only I do. She's gonna have to be on it for a while. There's just too much going on in her head... and then with this dipshit.." Jonah scoffs and shakes his head. "It's for the best to keep her calm. We will do detox at a later date. Like...... months later date."

"This is unreal." James stands up and heads to his room and slams the door behind him.

"You really fucked up, Playboy."

"Again, well aware."

 I get up and head to James's room. He's clearly pissed off at Nate. I need to smooth things over. Again.

"Hey. You ok?" I sit on the edge of his bed and watch James pace.

"I can't believe she's back on that shit. And I can't believe Nate did this . I can't watch Julia shut down the way she shut down because of Mila. She stopped taking care of herself. Trisha you saw it. It was awful."

"I know. I really thought this whole Mila thing was over. I had no idea. But listen.. we're gonna make the best of the situation, ok? We always do."

"She's never gonna trust him again. Nate knows this, right? All that crap with Luke and Nicole...this is gonna mess with her head. And now back on the Ativan? She's gonna have to go through detox again. What the hell was Nate thinking!" James continues to pace, nervous about his best friend. I can't blame him there.

Nate really fucked up.

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*James*

 It's four in the afternoon and Julia is just now waking up. She comes out of the bedroom and gets everyone's attention

"I need a drink. Paul....You must know your way around here."

"You can't drink Julia..." Jonah sits up straight but Paul gives Julia a nod.

"Fucking stop me, Jonah. I dare you." Julia is pissed already.

"Ok." Paul stands up.

"Are you serious right now? The medication may still be in her system." Jonah is not ok with this.

"It's been hours. I'll make sure she doesn't drink too much." The bodyguard looks over at me. "Come with us."

Don't gotta tell me twice. I nod and we follow Paul out to the parking garage.

"You know how to drive on the opposite side like this?" I ask Paul when I see the wheel is on the right side of the car. Paul nods and Julia helps me buckle in.

The pub is nothing like Sullivan's Tap. It's not busy at all and kinda dingy looking.

"You can't get wasted, Moretti." Paul looks down at her while holding the door open. We find a small table in the back and she orders whiskey. Paul takes a deep breath and orders me a beer. "I mean it. One or two drinks to take the edge off. Got it?"