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

Chapter 17 What Was I Made For

"Jule."

"It's fine, Nate. I'm over it." Julia says calmly. Over the course of the two songs Julia calmed down a lot and was able to relax more.

"That was so much fun!!!!" Casey barges in bouncing with energy, making the entire room lighter. She drags a tired Jonah and Paul behind her.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it." Nate smiles at her and turns to look at Paul. "I need to head to my dressing room. I'll need both you and James. Julia, can you come with me so we can talk?"

"Maggie probably needs to go out anyway." Casey takes the leash from Julia, and her and Jonah disappear out the back. Trisha is in deep conversation with Leslie and the caterers who are setting up food for the afterparty. Julia, Paul and myself follow Nate out to his dressing room. There are people everywhere and it's complete chaos Paul stands in front of Nate and Julia and I stand behind to guide them. Once in the dressing room, Paul locks the door and plops down on the couch tiredly.

I glance over at Julia and that's when I notice it. I study her face for a moment and then squint my eyes. When? How? I was with her the entire time!

"May I help you?" Julia jokes but I'm not laughing. Not at all. I pull out my earpiece and shake my head.

"How and when Julia?" I ask lowly.

Please don't lie to me...

"How and when what?" Julia glares at me.

"Why, what's going on?" Nate questions before heading to the shower.

"He doesn't know what he's talking about." Julia sits down on the couch and closes her eyes. She's high. Nate is tight on time but quickly walks over to us to see what I'm talking about.

"Her eyes.." I furrow my brows at Julia. I shouldn't be mad at her but I kinda am.

"James. Knock it off." Julia glares up at me right as Nate grabs her chin and tilts her head. Julia's eyes are dark. Real dark. Her pupils are dilated. She's so high.

"Did someone give you something??" Nate asks.

"Yeah, you. Thanks, Nate." Julia pulls away from Nate and crosses her arms. Nate? How would she be high thanks to Nate? Paul shares the same confused look as I do now.

"What the hell are you talking about?" I ask Julia but my eyes are on Hollan now.

"You should be more careful, Mr. Hollan." Julia laughs. "Don't think I didn't notice Jonah give you a pill just in case, for when you were on stage."

"What is she talking about??" I say through my clenched jaw, eyes still on Nate. I'm gonna deck the kid, I swearto God.

"SHIT!" Nate says. He fucked up. "Jonah gave me an Ativan. She must have seen me put it in my pocket and gotten it during my wardrobe change. Fuck. I don't have time for this." He goes into the bathoom and slams the door shut. Why the hell would he put the one thing Julia is addicted to in his damn pocket! And Julia, God she had to have been watching Nate's every move to catch that one slip up. But she's an addict. That's what addicts do.

"Babe, why would you do this to yourself? Now you have multiple doses in your system. That can't be good." I say softer now, knowing Julia is aware of her issue. But Hollan is pissed off. When he gets done with his shower he comes out and grabs Julia's arm to pull her off the couch. A little too harsh if you ask me and I give him a look letting him know.

"Jeeze!" Julia blurts out but Nate isn't giving her the time of day right now.

"Lets go. I have a fucking after party in the other room." He pulls her by the arm out of the dressing room. "I can't believe you, Julia."