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

Chapter 35 I'm So Tired

*Trisha*

"I need to postpone my tour."

I can't believe we are doing this right now. Nate should be getting ready to go on stage in Milan but instead, he insists on having this meeting with Leslie and I in his dressing room.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Hollan. That's just not a possibility. Venues are booking two years out. You are already in. If you back out now, you're looking at a possible three year wait before you tour again. And that's not even a guarantee. It depends on each individual venue. And the ticket sales alone -"

"There's gotta be a way, Leslie."

"I'm really sorry. You have two weeks before the first leg of tour is over. Then you get a three-week break. If you can just get through these next two-"

"This is BULLSHIT!" Nate stands up and flings chair off to the side. "Complete bullshit!"

Shit. He is really doing this in front of Leslie. His fucking MANAGER! He storms out of the room, and I drop my head into my hands in embarrassment.

"I'm sorry." I apologize for my boss/best friend, feeling completely humiliated.

"He's never wanted to bail out of tour early like this. What the hell is wrong with him?" Leslie snaps.

"This whole thing with Julia Moretti. It's just-"

"It's just- not happening, Banks." Leslie interrupts me. "I don't have time for this shit, and you know it. Fix this. Calm him down. Make him want to actually be here. Sleep with him for all I care Trisha. He needs to get her out of his head. I put way too much time and effort into making this happen." Leslie is next to storm out of the room and I once again, drop my head in defeat. Doesn't Nate realize I always get the brunt of it when he does stuff like this? If anyone is going to die from stress, it's me.

"What's going on?" Casey asks as I enter the Rec Room. "Jonah stormed out when he saw Nate walking down the hall. Is everything ok?"

"Yeah, Nate is just being a big baby. Not getting his way and having a hissy fit over it." I say in the most nonchalant way. Because there's no other way to describe the little fit he just had in the other room.

"Fix this. Calm him down. Make him want to actually be here. Sleep with him for all I care Trisha." God, if Leslie only knew..

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*James*

Against my sisters better judgement, I get Kendall into bringing me to the Avalon. I know Julia is having a really hard time right now but she's giving up. She's giving up and I'm not going to let that happen.

 "Julia..."

I pause and wait for her to respond but she's not having it today. Not at all.

"Hey. You're supposed to say James. You know the drill."I sit on Julia's bed and begin to rub her back.

"Go home, James."

"Not happening, babe. Hey...no more IV?"

"They gave up. I keep ripping it out."

"Julia..."

"I'm so tired of this life." She blurts out and it stabs me in the chest. Hard.

"Listen. I know you're feeling a little hopeless right now, and-"

"Please. Save your breath and go home, James. It's not worth it." Julia mutters. Does she really think I'm going to leave after she says something like she's tired of living? Well, that's not happening. Instead, I lay down with her and spoon her, draping my arm over her body. I know I'm not Nate and Nate is the person she really wants right now but I'm better than nothing at all. So I get right down to it.