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

Chapter 44 See Me

"It's ok babe. We'll get you cleaned up." I pat her shoulder, and she leans her head on my arm but doesn't say anything.

"Ok, everyone out so we can assess her." The nurse says as another one walks in. Both Me and Paul wait neat the entrance to give the nurses room and see Nate coming closer, clearly flustered still.

"Christ. What is going on here today?!" Nate comes into the room and sees two nurses taking care of Julia.

"She passed out when she got up to use the restroom. Didn't make it." One of the nurses say. Julia just lays there staring at the wall.

"Is no one else concerned about her mental status right now?? None if this throws up a red flag?!" Nate has had it. Whatever happened with his sister was enough to stress him out to the max. Jeremy is right behind him.

"What happened?" Jeremy asks, somewhat out of breath, like he ran here the minute he got Cara settled. The nurses both tell him the same thing they told Nate, and I hear him sigh in frustration.

"Should we put the IV back in to hydrate her?" He asks one of the nurses.

"She keeps pulling it out. Her arms and wrists are pretty black and blue from it all." Nurse Sarah responds first.

"She can't pull it out if she's in restraints."

"NO!" Nate yells. "No more restraints. I will stay here and make sure she doesn't pull her IV out. But I swear to fucking God, you asshole. If you put her back in those restraints-"

"Relax." Jeremy interrupts. "Get her to eat and drink a little and we won't have to go down that road. I'll come back in an hour and see her progress and we will make a decision then. I need to have a therapy session with your sister to talk about your parents. You are welcome to join if you feel the need to ta-"

"Theres nothing to say." Nate pauses. "My dad is dead, and my mother is dead to me." Nate ends the conversation there. Me and Paul share a look but say nothing.

"C'mon Jules. Let's get you in the shower and clean you up. Donovan, get her clean clothes. I don't pay all this money for her to sit in her own filth." Nate snaps at the doctor.

"She's going to pass out again if she stands up, Nate." Jeremy says.

"Then bring her a fucking wheelchair for chrissakes!"

"You need to calm down." Paul walks over to the desk and grabs a plastic tote that has toiletries in it and hands it to Nate.

"Clean clothes. Wheelchair. Now I need to go deal with your sister." Jeremy wheels the chair in and quickly leaves the room.

I pick up Julia and she wraps her arms around me. Tears stream down her face and I get a pit in my stomach just seeing her like this.

"It's ok, sweetie." I kiss her forehead and frown.

"Down the hall." Paul points to where there's a bathroom with a shower. Nate wheels Julia down the hall and I kneel back down and pet Maggie again.

"I feel like everything is a hundred times worse with her today." I begin and Paul nods in agreement.

"Today is not a good day. Hey, you don't need to stay if this is too much for you Gallo. We all get it. You've been in hospitals long enough as it is this year. I can call Trish to pick you up whenever you are ready, ok?" Paul offers.

"Yeah. Maybe. I'll stay at least till she is out of the shower. Maybe she will feel better by then."

"I should call Trish and update her. I'll facetime her so you can talk to her too." Paul pulls out his phone from his back pocket and leans it up against the nightstand lamp so we can both see the camera. I pull a chair over to where he is and wait for Trisha to answer. A nurse comes in with a tray of food for Julia to eat for when she returns. Yeah, she's not going to eat a third of this plate.