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

Chapter 152 You Were There

*Trisha*

Something's going on at The Avalon, but I'm not sure what, and there is no desire to investigate or get involved. There is ALWAYS something going on over there. But whatever it is today has Jonah on edge when he returns.

Evan and I are still exhilarated from our experience at the shooting range. It's hard to believe that I not only participated but genuinely enjoyed it. Evan putting me at ease helped. But when we came back to Nate's apartment we could tell something was up. 

Jonah is sitting at the dining room table with a plate of food in front of him- untouched. That's how you know something is wrong. His pasta has yet to be acknowledged, and Jonah's head is in his hands. Casey is standing behind him rubbing his shoulders which I think is sweet. It's rare to see the two of them interact lovingly in front of others. They are both very private with their relationship, even in Nate's apartment.

"Let me guess- you went to the Avalon today." I scoff. Evan stays silent, throwing the car keys in the dish and heading to the fridge.

"Oh good, you talked to Nate? I was going to ask you to reach out." Jonah looks up at me.

"No?" I phrase it as a question. "Should I have talked to him??"

"Oh." Disappointment floods the man's face. "I thought maybe you had when you said I went to the Avalon. I assumed you knew what was going on and talked some sense into him."

I let out a exaggerated sigh.

"What's going on...." I collapse onto the couch, losing my high from today's adventure.

"Lets see...'playboy' over there can't keep his dick in his pants for the life of him." Jonah sits up straighter and Casey backs away, taking the hint and sitting down next to him instead. Evan glances over our way and decides he wants in on the tea now too, so takes a seat on the other side of the couch with his water bottle.

"You need to be present, Trisha. You've been completely disengaged lately and have no clue what's happening over there, do you?"  

Is Jonah fricken mad at ME? For Nate doing whatever it is he did waving his dick around the way he does?

"Excuse me?" My attitude slips out and I give Jonah a dirty look. "I've been a little busy. Nor do I feel the need to babysit anyone over there. I will be doing plenty of that once we are on tour. What's going on here, Jonah, and why am I one catching all the heat for it?"

"Sorry." He sighs and reels it in. "I'm just frustrated. Your friend needs you. He needs someone to talk some sense into him. Meanwhile he's causing havoc over there, playing around with Julia's head and ruining a good thing she had with Paul."

Jonah's words sink deeply into me. Nate fucked around with Julia, didn't he? Paul won't stand for that.

"Nate told you this? That he needs me to reach out?"

"He didn't need to. Stuff is going down. Julia shut down. They think it's over this Mila Giovanni being single shit, but I know it's more. I know Julia. And Christ, I know Nate. I DON'T know what his intentions are seeing as he's leaving soon but he just can't stand the fact of Julia being with anyone other than him- whether he's around or not. Yet he can go off and do whoever he-"

"Watch it, Jonah." I snap. "He's still my best friend. And he has done a lot for you. For everyone. Only I'm allowed to tell him he's a fuck up."

"I don't need to explain it to you, Trisha. You're an intelligent woman. Hollan needs to let her go. It's not fair to Julia. He needs his best friend to talk some sense into him. That's you." Jonah's words are calm. He said what he said and is ready to move on.