I'm SOOOO sorry it took so long to get another chapter up!

I got loaded with a ton of schoolwork, and then was sick for a while, so my creativity was nonexistent. But my schoolwork is a lot more under control, now, and I'm feeling a ton better! So here's the second to last chapter of Faithful. I know I said the last chapter I posted was the second to last…I lied. I didn't realize how much I still had to do to close it out, so you guys get one more chapter after this one.

I wish I could tell you anything about the flight to L.A., but honestly, I slept the entire time. Now it was just getting to my new apartment that I would be living in. It wasn't much, but it was now home. I went to the empty bedroom where I had left the bag I had had with me on the plane sitting. It had enough clothes for me for tomorrow. I would have to do some shopping to get some stuff. It also held pictures of important people to me. There was one of me and Alex the day we were doing that interview, when he misread the cue card and said that if the kids worked hard, they too could have their own pants, instead of their own band. There was a family picture of me, Alex, and dad. Alex and I were sitting at the piano while dad was standing behind us with his accordion. And then of course there was a picture of the entire Naked Brothers Band. I had left that part of my life behind, but that didn't mean that I wanted to forget them entirely. They were my best friends.

I went back into the dull gray living room to remember that the entire apartment had come without furnishing, not just the bedroom. I would have to go and at least get a couch for the moment. I needed something to sleep on. L.A. was four hours behind New York, and it was now 10:30 PM here, which meant that it was 2:30 in the morning over in New York. Everyone was probably sound asleep. Not that it mattered, of course. Ugh, I just realized that it's 10:30, which means that everywhere is closed. Guess I get to sleep on the floor for the night. I guess I can use my bag for a pillow and deal for one night without a blanket. I went back into the bedroom and settled down on the floor, wondering what the next day would bring.

I'm just curious, of how you see me. Curious of what went through your head. Why on earth was my phone ringing at this time of the morning? I shook my head to try and wake myself up a little bit before answering. By the time I got to my phone, however, it had stopped ringing. It was a missed call from Alex. I'd call him back later and explain my decision. If anyone had a right to know now that it was too late, it was him. I put some decent clothes on, put my phone in my pocket, and headed out to pick out some furniture for the apartment.

It was about 2:00, but I still hadn't found anything that I felt really fit me and my new apartment, so I decided to take a break for lunch. I walked into this small diner not too far from my apartment. It was a quaint place, the type you might see on The Food Network on Diners, Drive-Ins, and Dives. The floors were checkered with black and white tiles, the tables had ruby red tops, and the counter where you placed your order was chrome. I had just placed my order and sat at a table near the window when I heard the bell over the door jingle, meaning someone had just either walked in or out. I turned slightly to see who was at the door and immediately turned to face the front again. I closed my eyes and prayed that she didn't see me.

What was she even doing here? Didn't she have a new boyfriend to be spending time with? Or were they just taking a random vacation to L.A.? No, it was way too much of a coincidence for her to not be here looking for me. I glanced over to the counter where she was placing her order and talking to the waitress.

"Hey, do you know where Nat Wolff is staying?"

"You should know better than I, shouldn't you? I mean, you ARE Rosalina Tai, member of his band and his girlfriend of three plus years."

"I know, but we kinda had a fight. I wanted to talk to him, but I could only get as close as this general area. If you could point me in the right direction, I'd be really grateful." Please don't mention I'm here, please don't mention I'm here!

"Well, if all you want is to talk to him, he's sitting right over there." I internally groaned. Before I knew it, she was standing next to my table.

"Hi." That was all she said. I didn't look up.

"So you found me?"

"Did you ever doubt that I would?"

"What do you want, Rosalina?"

"I wanted to talk to you. I read the message you left, and there clearly were some misunderstandings I wanted to clear up."

"Really? And what misunderstandings might those be?"

"May I sit down?"

"Not my diner, I don't own that seat. You're free to sit wherever you want." She sat down across from me. I kept looking out the window, trying not to make eye contact with her. I knew if I made eye contact, she'd melt my heart and I'd be stupid enough to listen to her, or perish the thought, forgive her.

"Thanks. Now, to clear up some things. The first thing I want to put out there is that I never cheated on you, Nat."

"Really? So you think I'm dumb or something? Rosalina, I saw you with him. I saw him kiss you on the cheek. I saw the text from P.P. telling you to make your choice between us. You kept suspiciously going off with someone with no explanation to where you were, when we usually told each other everything. What else could it be, Rosalina?"

"Ok, I didn't realize how bad it looked from your end. I can completely understand where you got your idea. Now let me explain everything. I didn't cheat, I was planning a surprise birthday party for you. The guy you saw kiss me on the cheek. That was Cole, your friend who was one of the members of the original Naked Brothers Band. I asked him to come into town, and he was happy to see his favorite Naked Brothers sister. You should know me better than that, Nat. What's our old joke about kisses on the cheek?"

"On the cheek, doesn't count." I didn't mean to answer it, but the answer popped out of my mouth before I could stop it.

"Exactly. Now P.P. was the Party Planner, Jesse, your old baby sitter. After she stopped working for you guys, she went to school and became an official party planner. I called her knowing she'd want to be here anyways, so she might as well help plan the party. The text you saw was her messing with you, because she knew that you were suspicious. The reasons I went off without explanation was because I was going places with Jesse to work on figuring things out for your party. Even that phone call I got when I asked you to push our date back was Jesse setting up an appointment for making plans and helping to find decorations."

"So…everything I thought I saw…I didn't?"

"Well, yes and no. I mean, you saw everything right, you just got the wrong idea from what you saw, and I total understand that. I shouldn't have been as obviously sneaky as I was. Of course you'd get suspicious. I know you're probably still mad, so I'll leave you alone. I hope you can forgive me, someday." And with that, she got up and walked out of the diner.

But will Nat follow her? That's my current debate. I've got two possible endings in mind for this story, and I don't know which ending I want to go with, or if I want to write both of them…when I figure it out, I'll let you all know :)