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

Chapter 126 Do The Right Thing

*Trisha*

"Morning." I mumble to Evan who is up before me making coffee for our "commune".

"Hey. Sleep ok?" Evan asks in a raspy morning voice wearing only a pair of sweatpants. I admire the eye candy for a moment before remembering all that happened yesterday.

"Yeah. All things considered."

"You always cry yourself to sleep in Hollan's bed?" Evan turns and hands me a hot mug of coffee. My face flushes up. I had a rough night.  When Nate isn't around, yes, I sleep in his room on my side of the bed. Last night all I could think of is how he is abusing his body with his addiction. 

"You heard me crying??" I cock a brow.

"No, I was bluffing. You've got puffy eyes. But since you just outed yourself.... ARE you ok, Trish?"

I frown at my own stupidity and curl up on the couch with a blanket and my coffee. Evan sits on the other end and grabs the remote.

"Even though it was one day of a slip-up, his heart can't handle this stress. Every time Nate falls off the wagon he is playing Russian Roulette. Chancing his fate." I explain. The bodyguard knows a good amount about Nate and his medical issues by now. He nods and is about to respond when we both glance at the TV he just turned on.

"No..." I stand up, almost spilling my hot coffee. Evan reacts quickly and takes it from my hand while I stare at the news. "Turn it up."

"HOW?!" Evan asks in surprise as we watch the latest Nate Hollan news unfold live before our eyes. Newscasters are reporting live outside the Avalon gates somehow already knowing Nate has ....wait..what??? I cover my mouth with my hand listening to the reporter.

"He- He admitted himself into the Avalon? Like....officially admitted himself as a fucking PATIENT there?! JONAH!" I lose control and yell through the apartment. I walk over to his bedroom door and start banging on it feeling my tears sting my eyes. When Jonah finally opens his door, he holds a guilty look to his face. I push him hard in the chest.

"Why didn't you fucking tell me this last night?!" I push him again; this time Evan pulls me back. "THIS IS THE TYPE OF STUFF I NEED TO KNOW!"

My phone starts ringing on the coffee table. It's complete chaos now. I ignore Richard calling. Then Elliott. Then some of Nate's bandmates... so I can ream into the male nurse.

"Trisha, you were already sleeping by the time I got back. It's temporary." He walks out of the bedroom and closes the door to let Casey continue sleeping. "It's just so he can focus on his detox."

"He's going to need to go through withdrawals? It was one day." I cry and surprisingly, Jonah wraps an arm around my shoulder in a friendly way and walks me back to the couch. All eyes are on the screen while he talks.

"He may. We aren't sure. But he drank a lot Trisha. Enough to give him alcohol poisoning had he gone to an ER and gotten bloodwork. He refused and agreed to stay at The Avalon for monitoring. He will have a killer hangover this morning for sure but will do his detox in Julia's apartment. Away from the general population. I still don't know how this leaked out so quickly."

Evan hands Jonah a mug of coffee now too and we all sit down in shock. What do I tell Richard? I had no idea??? He's not going to believe that. Shit, Elliott is going to have to come up with a statement on Nate's behalf now, maybe even hold a press conference over this seeing as he is booked solid with interviews before we go back on tour. Shit. Tour.

"Trish. I can tell your mind is going a mile a minute. Take a breath ok? Nate is doing the responsible thing. He has a problem. He needs to focus on getting and staying sober."