Not sure how many people still read this stuff, but suddenly got hit with the inspiration, so here it goes. I DO NOT OWN NAKED BROTHERS BAND! If I did, they wouldn't have gone off air so suddenly.

Chapter 1

They say that life is a precious thing, like a delicate thread. The goal is to cherish every moment that you have, because you never know when the thread will be cut. However, what's there to cherish when the person you loved most in the world, your one, never-ending love, was taken from the world. And even worse, what if you had to live with the guilt that it was your fault?

This is what went through my head as I knelt at the grave of the love of my life. I had brought a dozen roses, just as I had every month since the fatal accident. It had been three years. Before I had even put the roses down on the grave, I already felt tears rolling down my face. As I had every visit, I could only say three words, over and over again.

"I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry."

In my mind, I thought how it should have been me. She didn't deserve it. I was the jerk. Yet here I was, still alive, while she lay dead in the ground. I thought how I would give anything to have just one chance to fix everything. I couldn't vocalize this, not with my friends standing just a few feet behind me. All I said was, "I'm so sorry."

I brushed my hand across the name on the gravestone.

ROSALINA TAI
1992-2009
BELOVED DAUGHTER, FRIEND, AND BAND MEMBER

I felt someone kneel down next to me and wrap an arm around my shoulder.

"Nat, this isn't your fault. We tell you this every time we all come here. She wouldn't want you to blame yourself."

"How can I not, Coop? If I hadn't been such an idiot, she wouldn't have gotten hit. She wouldn't have gotten killed. This IS my fault." I said, sobbing even harder. My brother, Alex, came and hugged me.

"Coops' right, Nat. You can't live blaming yourself. It's not healthy. You know that Rosalina wouldn't want you to jeopardize your health over her."

"Well, I doubt that she would have wanted this, either."

"No, she probably wouldn't have. But you can't change what happened. I know it's hard, but you have to come to terms with what happened." I knew that what Alex said was true, but I still didn't want to hear it.

"I don't want to come to terms with it! I want Rosalina back!" The rest of the band just bowed their heads. They knew that trying to talk sense into me was useless. I was too ridden with the guilt to hear what I needed to. Even after three years, it still hurt.

"I'm sorry, guys. I don't mean to take it out on you."

"We know you don't, Nat. We all know how much you loved her. How much you still love her." Thomas said. Age had made him much more understanding, and even more mature. Not by a lot, but enough.

"Come on, Nat. We need to get back home. Onita, Little Grace, and Big Ella are coming up to visit, today. Remember?"

"Yeah, I haven't forgotten, Alex. I just needed to do this. I needed to come again. I'd feel bad if I missed a month. I screwed up once."

"I understand. Are you ready?" Alex asked. I took a deep breath and wiped the tears from my face.

"Yeah, I think so." I said, and then turned back to her grave. "Goodbye, Rosalina. I'll see you next month." I stood, and was guided back to the car by the rest of the band as I felt the tears reforming. As we drove back home, the rest of the guys, Thomas, David, Qaasim, Alex, and Cooper were talking amongst themselves, while I sat and simply looked out the window, humming the first song I had ever written for her, "Rosalina". Kristina had left after the accident. She said she felt that she had caused too much trouble. Somehow we still held together as the Naked Brothers Band.

We got back to our apartment, and when we got in, Onita, Little Grace, and Big Ella were already there. I just wanted to go to my room and be alone, but I figured that might be rude to our guests, so I sat down, silent. Big Ella came over and sat on my lap.

"Are you sad, Nat?" She still had her childhood innocence, even though she had grown up quite a bit.

"Yeah. Yeah I am, Big Ella."

"You miss her, don't you?"

"More than ever. I thought time would make it easier, but it just seems to be getting harder."

"Don't be sad, Nat. She would want you to be happy. Remember the good times."

The good times. Those were becoming harder to remember, clouded by the memories of all the times I had pushed her away when I wanted to hold her close and never let go.

"I don't know if I can remember them, Big Ella."

"Well, you remember the day you two got together right?"

Alex fast forwarded the video. It now showed Qaasim and Rosalina talking.

"How do you explain Nat being in love with Little Grace?"

Rosalina urgently sat down next to Qaasim. "You really think he loves her, too?"

I was surprised. "No, no! I love you Rosalina! How could she not know that I love her?"

Alex was looking at the door, wide-eyed.

"She does now."

I turned and saw Rosalina standing in the door, smiling. It took me a second to find words, not sure how this was going to go. "Hey."

"Hi." She said, smiling. I stood up and hugged her. She hugged back.

"Are they gonna smooch now?" I vaguely heard Big Ella ask Alex. I looked at Rosalina, and she looked at me, and we both knew. We leaned in and kissed. I heard Alex and Big Ella trying to get the camera's attention away from us, so that we could have a moment of privacy, but right then, I didn't care. I was kissing the girl of my dreams.

"Of course I remember that day, Big Ella. It was a great day after a couple of days of nothing but problems."

"Exactly. See, you can remember the good times. As long as you don't forget that day, you'll always have a good memory of her." I smiled. For a kid, she knew exactly what to say.

"Thanks, Big Ella." I said, hugging her. She hugged me, and then went over to her mom and sister, saying something. Then Onita came over to me.

"Well, Nat, Big Ella was telling me that you're still having problems with what happened."

"I think I always will, Onita. I loved her so much. I still do. And I caused the accident… If only I could have just once chance to make it right."

"Nathaniel Wolff, you get those silly thoughts out of your head. You didn't cause the accident. Just because you were arguing with her beforehand doesn't mean anything would have changed. As for that chance…what if I told you that you could have it?"