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

Chapter 27 Berlin

*James*

From the moment we get off the tour bus, it's complete chaos. Both Casey and I slept a good amount of the road trip, which was much needed. Then she helped me with my meals, played with the dog for a while, and watched movies. Small talk. Nothing serious. It was a very relaxing trip, and I think we both needed that. God knows little Maggie here needed it—poor pup. Being around Julia is anything but relaxing for her. I don't say that in a bad way. It's just the way it is right now.

I do miss the old Julia. The Julia who would sit with me for hours behind the desk in the Marriott hotel. Talking away...or not talking. We didn't need to talk. We could just be. And that was ok with her. She'd laugh at my jokes. She used to laugh a lot. Julia has a great laugh. Our trips to Griffith Park. Little things I took for granted. Then everything got complicated. Nate was thrown into the mix. Julia's past came back to haunt her. Her addiction became real. Jeremy came into the picture. Everything has been one disastrous event after another.

I can only imagine what Paul is going through right now as Julia begins her detox.

But she never began her detox, did she?

Casey is pissed at Jonah. Big time pissed. But she's a mini-Julia, and to be honest, telling Casey wouldn't change anything. By the time Paul looked at his text messages, the damage was done.   Jonah did the right thing by keeping us in the dark. There was nothing we could do while on the road. We had no idea what was happening, nor did we know the other tour bus had ever stopped. Our bus driver was told to keep going to the destination.

We were told what happened once Nate knew we were in Berlin and at our destination. By that time, a rescue had already met up with Julia's bus and taken her to the nearest emergency room. By that time, Nate, Jonah, and Trisha were already at the hospital.

When Casey and I got out of the tour bus and took the dog for a walk around the venue, we had no idea what was going on in the next town over.

Casey's phone rings and slows down our walking for a second to pull it out of her pocket.

"Heyy. We made it. Where are you guys now?  I thought you'd be here at the venue." Casey stops dead in her tracks. "WHAT?!!!"

All the color drains from Casey's face as she listens to the conversation. Then she turns to look at me. I just knew. It's something with Julia.

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*Trisha*

By the time Paul looked at his phone, the damage was done. He had the bus driver pull over and called rescue. We were already at the Arena getting ready for Nate's concert. His concert that starts in two hours.

When we found out, Nate officially wanted me dead. He didn't say two words to me the whole ride to the emergency room. He didn't say two words to Jonah either. His driver put the hazard lights on, and we went fast...too fast...per Nate's demand.... to get to the hospital.

Before Jonah and I can get out of the SUV, Nate has already booked it into the hospital. Not caring about who he is or security. Only caring about Julia. And it's all my fault.

"Cmon. Let's go get more info." Jonah grabs my hand and helps me out of the SUV. I'm clearly distraught, there's no denying that. But Jonah is keeping it together for me.

"Right this way." The nurse escorts us to where Julia is while filling Jonah in. The look on his face is something I will never forget. He knows the terms. He knows the protocol and procedures.  I don't and am left in the dark. But when we get to Julia's room...  just the sight of her brings both me AND Jonah to tears now. She's asleep, but she's restrained. Paul is sitting next to her, exhausted and on the verge of tears. Nate is standing in the doorway in shock.