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

Chapters 92 & 93 Catch Me/ Power Over Me

*James*

Today has been a day for Julia. Her one-on-one meeting with Jeremy didn't go very well. When Nate and I return from session, Paul, Mike and Jeremy are deep in conversation while Julia is asleep on the couch.

The first thing I notice is how Maggie is right by her. The first thing Nate notices is the way Julia's arm is bandaged up. What the hell did she do?

"She didn't show me her arm. I would have called you if she did." Paul continues like we're not in the room.

"What?" Nate asks as we walk in.

"He was just telling me about some Eric dude..." Mike looks up at Nate but he clearly isn't invested in the conversation as much as we now are.

"Furgeson. Yeah."  Nate grabs two kitchen chairs and pulls them over for us to sit and join in on this little meeting. 

"Julia knows a lot about Eric Furgeson. We've previously talked about different signs...behaviors, feelings...different things to watch out for." Jeremy says while gazing at Julia.

"Great. What happened to her arm?" Nate is in no mood and patience isn't his strong suit.

 Jeremy tells us what he just told Paul. Her bad dream, the car accidents, the way she physically hurt herself in her sleep. Her suicidal thought- two nights in a row.  I feel physically sick to my stomach hearing this. Julia talks to me. She tells me everything. Why the hell didn't she tell me all this? Why am I hearing this from her damn rapist?

"I told you to look after her! To take care of her!" Nate loses his cool towards Paul, making my dog bark. I pat my leg twice and Maggie obediently comes to me so I can pet her and let her know it's ok. She was a rescue dog who didn't have a great start to life. She gets nervous when people yell.

"And I did. How the hell was I supposed to know she tried pulling her fucking veins out in her sleep. I don't strip search her to see if she hurt herself." Paul retorts.

"You do if you need to god damn it! She did that in her sleep?" Nate begins pacing the room. "Now I'm really gonna worry about her."

"Listen guys, that's exactly what she doesn't want. It's why she didn't tell you or want anyone in the room with her during therapy. She dragged Michael in there because she doesn't have a personal relationship with him. She knew this wouldn't affect him. I need to have open communication with Julia. If I don't, she's not going to tell me these things. And these are the things I need to know." Donovan explains. "She got herself so worked up over it she cried herself to exhaustion. I didn't want to give her any Ativan so.... yeah..." He looks at Julia and frowns.

"Good. She needs off that shit. No more injections. It fucks her up."

"Her head fucks her up Nate." Jeremy blurts out. "Right now, the only people she thinks knows about these bad dreams are Michael and Paul. Can we please keep it that way for now? She doesn't want you two to look at her differently or think she's going downhill."

"She IS going downhill!" I glare at the doctor. "Having PTSD nightmares is one thing. But she's blaming herself for things that happened in the p-past. Her son's death. My car accident. You....you being you and fucking her up the way you did. Things she can't fucking change! You're the doctor. Figure your shit out. C'mon Mags." I get up and walk to the sliders to get some air.