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

Chapters 97 + 98 The Investment/ Call It What You Want

*James*

Jeremy explained everything to us. It took well over an hour.  We sit at the kitchen table-Julia, Nate, Jonah, and myself - and listen to Jeremy ramble.

"At first the guy wanted nothing to do with you." Jeremy continues and looks at Julia as we all sit and listen.

"Why would he want nothing to do with her? This was his second chance." Jonah asks.

"Because Trevor felt like he failed Eric Furgeson. He was one of the last doctors after so many failed attempts by other physicians. He didn't get the time he needed to really know Eric and help him. Eric was already gone mentally, and then- physically. Julia, I had to BEG this guy to come here. And now he's here and you're the one fucking it up now." He raises his brows as she furrows hers.

"I'm not some rat you can run tests on to see what works and what doesn't." She frowns.

"No you're not. You're our second chance Julia. Between the two of us we can figure out the right pills, the right doses, the right treatment plan to help you live a productive life. Don't you want that? Let us help you." Jeremy stands up now. He's done explaining. "Listen," He looks down at his pager. "Unlike Trevor, I have other patients. Trevor is just meeting people and playing the part. But I hired him for you. Only you. That's the whole reason he is here."

Julia looks like she can't wrap her head around this. Actually, it's hard for any of us to.

"If he came here just for me, then what was the conversation out in the hall about when he said he wanted to take me off all medication and start from scratch? If he knew I was the next Eric Furgeson, why did he have a look of defeat when he walked back in."

Jeremy lets out a sigh.

"I was testing him, Julia. I never told him your name, whether you were male or female and he only had a brief five minutes to scan your medication list before your meeting. He hadn't looked at your file aside from a quick glance at the diagnosis. I had him meet a bunch of patients before you to see if he could find the one I hired him for. I wanted to make sure he was legit." He frowns. "You gave him a hard time. A really hard time. So when I told him who you were, how you were THE patient he came for, yeah... he felt defeated. You weren't giving him the time of day. He felt defeated because you were his toughest patient he had met all day. Your attitude alone stunk and you were trying to make everything difficult for him. Of all the patients he met he was hoping this brat wasn't going to be the one.But you are the one. So he now knows he has his work cut out for him and has to deal with your sour attitude on top of it all."

"How the hell was I supposed to know I had to 'be on my best behavior'. Give me a break."

"Please. Give him a chance to help you. I will send him down here, ok? Have your therapy session. Talk to him. Julia, trust him."

With that, Donovan leaves.

"I don't want to be some medical guinea pig." Julia shakes her head and walks to her bedroom, slamming the door.

"Can you believe this?" Jonah looks at me and Nate.

"I don't know what to believe anymore." I look at the time. "Wait, we're supposed to go to our grief therapy session in fifteen minutes. Is this guy coming now? I can't go alone."

"I can take you down and stay with you. I'm already registered here as a nurse." Jonah offers. "Nate, talk to her. This sounds like her only hope. But she needs to agree to it. She needs to work with the doctors and she's not right now."

We leave the apartment and start our walk down to where the REAL Avalon is.

"Do you think she will cooperate?" I ask.