Nat stared out the window of the Naked Brothers Band tour bus and sighed. The weather outside was cold and dreary, and the windowpanes shook with the plop of each hard raindrop. It looked just like he felt.
"You 'Kay, bro?" Alex asked, putting a hand on Nat's shoulder.
"Yeah, I-I'm fine. Just thinking." Nat replied solemnly.
The rest of the group nodded. They knew exactly what he was thinking about.
Rosalina.
She had quit the band a week ago after a big fight with Nat, and on her way out of the studio she was hit by a drunk driver. She survived against all odds, but she was in critical condition until 2 days ago. Now the band was on their way to visit her.
Nat was so nervous, mad, and excited at the same time that he felt like he was about to throw up.
"Hey, cheer up. She said she wasn't mad at you." Jessie offered.
"But she also said she didn't think I would come visit her. That I would hate her for quitting. How could she think that?" He asked.
"Well, you did scream at her." Thomas said.
"and you said you hated her." David added.
"Yeah, but I was just mad. Does she think I'm so mad I wont ca if she almost dies?!?!?!?!?!"
"Dude, don't get so upset, It's not us you're fighting with. You gotta set things straight with Rosalina." Quasim replied.
"you're right man, I'm just nervous. I mean the last thing I said to her was that I hated her. Now that I'll see her like that right after what happened and… I don't know. I'm just nervous." Nat sighed.
"I feel you." Alex said, rubbing is brother's back.
They rode in silence the rest of the way home.
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Love, Skye.