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

Chapter 133 My Everything

"Where have you been?" Nate bursts, catching both Julia and Paul by surprise.

Julia plops down next to me on the couch and puts her head in my lap. She closes her eyes and curls up against me. 

"You ok, babe?" I rub the side of Julia's arm.

"I'm just really tired. And I've got Cohen following me around all day. I only have an hour before I have to have dinner in the cafeteria and then the evening session. I was five minutes late to the afternoon session because I had to use the bathroom and there was a line. Cohen pulled me aside after and said if I'm late again she's writing me up."

"Are you fucking kidding me?"  Nate's short temper gets the best of him.

 Maybe NATE has some of that bipolar shit, haha! I'm reading into people waaaayyy too much after reading those damn books.

"Even Cara noticed Cohen was on my back all day. She was loving it." Julia says in the middle of a yawn.

"She's not exaggerating. Dr. Cohen was on our tail the entire day. She's really got it out for Moretti right now." Paul sits on the recliner and opens it up to rest his legs.

"Well, that will die down soon though, right?"  I ask but when I get no response, I look down at Julia and laugh a little. She konked out in my lap. "She fell asleep. This new routine is a lot for her."

"She didn't get much sleep last night either. That doesn't help." Paul yawns himself now and I stupid grin forms on my face. I know Julia. I know that means Paulie got some well-deserved action.

"I do NOT want to hear it about you two and your lack of sleep." Nate snaps.

"Funny, Hollan. No, she had a rough night." Paul says no more and closes his eyes.

Huh.... Did Julia have one of her night terrors? Is that what he means?  Maybe I will ask Trevor to find me a book on that too. I deal with them as well so it's always good to learn more. But I can see Nate is beside himself over this. He is very overprotective of Julia. He hates to hear when she has a rough night because he wants to be the one to comfort and take care of her. 

Not Paul.

I don't say anything for obvious reasons and leave well enough alone.

"Before I forget. Lindsay reached out to me. She'd like to come by and visit the dog today if that's fine with you, Gallo." Nate quickly changes the topic.

"Of course."

"Good cuz she'll be here in like.... fifteen minutes. Where WERE you after the session. Running late as well???" 

"Did you know this place has a full library?" I tell Nate how Trevor has been taking me to the library when he can. I decide to leave out the fact that I'm studying medical books or that Trevor sees something in me and thinks I could possibly work here, or a place like this, some day. 

Nate's not really one to 'better himself'. I don't mean that in a bad way. I just have never seen the kid pick up anything but a guitar. Never see him read. He doesn't ever talk about goals other than wanting to live happily ever after with Julia. He kind of lives one day at a time. He lets Trisha and his management do the rest. They tell him where to go, what to do, hell- what to wear and how to act. Ever since the guy was a friggen teenager. I don't think he even knows how to live without people telling him how to live his own life.

In a way, I feel bad for Nate. There's no peace for him. Just chaos. All the time- chaos.

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*Trisha*