A/N-I DO NOT OWN THE NAKED BROTHERS BAND!

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Well...most of you have said that you wanted to see "Wipe Your Eyes" become a multi-chapter story! So here it is! Except, it will NOT have song lyrics between paragraphs and everything. But I have written a good long chapter for you guys to read. I'm VERY excited about this story. It'll probably switch between Nat's POV and Rosalina' POV. I hope you guys like it!

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Rosalina's POV

The next morning I woke up, and at first I was a little confused. Then when the memory of yesterday came flooding back to me, I sighed. What was I supposed to do with my dad? This is really a problem. Besides the fact that my dad hits me, he's becoming a slight alcoholic. Even after the things he's put me through, he's still my dad, and I still care about him. I would hate to see something happen to him.

"Hey, she's awake."

I turned my head and saw Nat sit down on the bed. "Hey," I said quietly.

"How are you feeling, Rosie?"

"Okay, I guess. What time is it?"

"Almost nine-thirty."

"Nat!" I said, sitting up in bed. "Why didn't you wake me?"

He laughed. "I wanted you to sleep. You had a rough day yesterday."

"Yeah, I know…" I said looking away.

"Hey, everything's gonna be okay, I promise. Don't think about that now. Think about the fact that you get to go on tour with us again. But this time you don't have to go on stage."

"Yeah…I guess so. But I didn't bring any clothes. And I can't wear these clothes again. They probably stink."

Nat grinned. "Well…I don't know if I can get you the best clothes, but I could probably get you a clean shirt."

"How?"

…

"I don't believe this."

"What, it's a cool shirt."

"That's because it has your name and face on it." I turned around to face him, holding the hem of the shirt. I honestly couldn't get over it.

Nat stood in the door frame of the bathroom, smiling at me. "It looks good on you."

I turned back around to look in the mirror. Nat said would be able to get me a shirt. He didn't mention, however that the shirt he would get me would be a shirt that has his and Alex's name on it. Apparently they sold them at the concerts or gave them away. And now, it was going to be my new wardrobe for the rest of the tour. It was a navy blue shirt with Nat playing guitar, and Alex playing the drums. It had bold, white print that read 'Nat and Alex.' "Yeah, whatever," I mumbled.

"Hey Alex! Come look at Rosalina's shirt!" Nat called, walking out of the bathroom.

I groaned, but followed Nat out of the bathroom and into the hotel room.

Alex was sitting on the bed, playing a video game. He looked up at me. "Where'd you get that?"

I sighed. "Nat gave it to me."

Alex gave me a smile. "The fans will love it." He looked back down at his video game.

"Which reminds me, this weekend at our shows you have to come with us afterwards to meet fans," Nat said, turning to me.

"Why?"

"They'll recognize you from NBB and love it, trust me."

I cringed. "I mean, that's cool, I'm all for it. But…no offense about the shirt…"

Nat shrugged. "Unless you want to wear your shirt…"

"No!" I said quickly. I don't want to wear something probably smelly. Especially if I'm going to meet Nat and Alex's fans. "I mean…no thanks."

"I think we should go walk around town," Nat suggested.

"Why?" Alex asked, glancing up from his video game.

"So that we figure out what to do while we're here for a week!"

"Let's go," I said, following Nat out of the hotel room.

~NBB~

So it turns out, Nat and Alex have fans EVERYWHERE. And when I say it, I mean it. We walked all over town today and Nat and Alex got recognized everywhere. They all recognized me too, and they asked for pictures and autographs which felt like we were in the Naked Brothers Band again, and that Thomas, David, Qaasim, and Cooper were just out in the bus, or out shopping somewhere else. We got back to the hotel room, later that evening after we had dinner.

"How do you do it?" I asked, collapsing onto the bed.

"NBB was good practice," Nat said, sitting next to me.

"Was it this crazy then?"

"It was worse then."

I picked up my actual shirt and walked into the bathroom to change. Once I did, I walked back into the hotel room and picked up my cell phone which I'd left on the bedside table all day. It said I had 16 new texts and 33 missed calls. I cautiously opened my missed calls list. Two were from Cooper, 5 from Kristina, and the rest were from my dad.

"What's wrong, Rosie?" Nat asked from behind me.

I snapped my phone shut and turned to face him. "Nothing," I said, putting it behind my back.

"Rosalina, you're practically white as a sheet and I'm pretty sure you're shaking. There's something wrong."

I took a deep breath and shook my head. I walked back over to my side of the bed and put my phone on the bedside table. "I'm really tired. I think I should go to bed." I got into bed and turned on my side so that my back was facing Nat. But of course, I didn't go to sleep. Not yet.

I could hear the room door open and shut and Alex started talking. "Is she asleep?"

Nat sighed. "Yeah. Why?"

"Because I wanted to ask you…what exactly happened with Rosalina?"

"Well…her dad is starting to drink."

"Rosalina's dad, Mr. Tai? He's drinking?" Alex asked with obvious surprise.

"Yeah, I know. But when he drinks, he drinks a lot. And when he drinks a lot, he gets mad and takes it out on Rosalina."

"You mean…he abuses her?"

Nat didn't respond, but I was pretty sure he nodded. I could feel someone sitting on the bed and then Nat sighed again.

"What's wrong?" Alex asked.

"I'm worried about her, Alex."

"She seemed fine today."

"Yeah I know, but…just a few minutes ago before you came in, she was looking at her phone."

"What's wrong with that?"

"You didn't see her Alex. She was white as a sheet and shaking."

"Well what was on her phone?"

"She didn't tell me, that's when she went to bed."

"So check her phone now."

"Alex, I can't…"

The room was quiet for a little while as Nat and Alex got ready for bed. Once they did, I could feel Nat get into bed, and I could hear Alex getting into his bed. Alex must've turned off the light and they both went to sleep.

Nat turned on his side, and I could practically feel his eyes on me.

I couldn't take it anymore. I turned on my side to face Nat, and I was right.

He was facing me. "You heard all of that, didn't you?" He whispered.

I nodded with tears in my eyes.

"No Rosie, come here," He whispered, pulling me into a hug.

Nat rubbed my back. "Do you want to tell me what you saw on your phone?"

"My dad called…twenty-six times," I whispered, wiping my tears. "I'm scared, Nat. I know he's my dad, but I don't know if he loves me anymore."

"Rosie, he does love you. He just made some bad choices."

"How am I supposed to trust and love someone who hits me, and…ties me up, and hurts me all the time?"

"Has this happened more times than you've told me?"

I shook my head, staring at my hands.

"Rosalina?" Nat asked in a knowing tone.

I nodded. "But only one other time. When I told you I couldn't come out, it was because I was afraid that my dad would…hurt me if I left."

"It'll be okay, Rosalina. I promise. Just don't let it scare you so much. You scared me."

"I'm sorry, Nat."

"You don't have anything to be sorry for, okay? Let's get some sleep."

I nodded and Nat and I both laid down in the bed.

"Rosalina?" He whispered.

"Yeah?"

"Are you going to be okay?"

I took a deep breath. "Hopefully."

~NBB~

The next morning, Nat woke me up to tell me that Kristina and Cooper keep calling and asking about me, so I should call them back. He also told me that he was going down to the bus to get me another clean shirt. (I'm still not very excited about that.)

I got out of bed, and Alex was in the bathroom so I took that as the time to call Kristina and Cooper back. I called Kristina first.

"Hello? Rosalina?"

"Yeah, it's me."

"Oh my God! You can't do that to me!"

"What do you mean?"

"I ran into Cooper yesterday and he asked me if I talked to you in the past few days. He said that he found you crying on the stairs of the old studio? Why haven't you talked to me at all about this?"

"Kristina, I'm really sorry. I just…I've been a little…busy. I haven't exactly been able to think straight."

"Well, what's been going on?"

I explained practically the whole story, but I left out a few parts.

"Rosalina…I'm so sorry. If I'd known, I never would've yelled at you."

"No, it's okay. I deserved it. But you really don't need to be sorry, I'm okay. Right now at least."

"Then what happened though? Are you still staying with your dad?"

"No, Nat brought me on tour with him and Alex."

"So that's why you haven't been answering your phone."

"Yeah, sorry."

"It's fine, I just thought…something happened…"

"No, I'm fine. Thanks Kris."

"Anytime. So listen, once you get back in NY you give me a call, okay? The whole band should hang out for old times sake."

"Yeah sure, I'll talk to Nat about it."

"Alright. I'll talk to you later then, Rosalina."

"Okay, bye Kristina. Thanks."

"Anytime."

I hung up the phone and sat down on the bed.

Alex walked out of the bathroom. "Hey Rosalina."

"Hey Alex."

"Where's Nat?"

"Getting me another shirt," I sighed.

Alex laughed. "I'm sorry but I'm actually surprised your wearing those."

"You and me both."

Nat walked back into the room and threw me the new shirt.

"Thanks."

"Did you call Cooper and Kristina?"

"I called Kristina. She took it pretty well, but I haven't called Cooper yet."

"Are you going to call your dad?"

I looked down. "Probably not."

"Rosie, I know your scared. But maybe…you should talk to him."

"But what if…what if he's drunk when I call him? Or what if he's mad even though he's not drunk and he tries to come get me or something?"

Nat looked at Alex, who rolled off the side of his bed. He slowly got up and walked towards the door. "I'm out."

I shook my head at Alex, who always was able to make me laugh.

"Don't tell him where you are. Just tell him that your safe with me, my dad, and Alex."

"If he calls me again, I'll tell him. Otherwise I won't."

"Okay. But I'm gonna call Cooper. Do you want me to explain everything to him?"

"Not everything…"

"I know, Rosie. Don't worry." He turned to walk away but I stopped him.

"But Nat?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you think…I'm over-reacting?"

"Of course not. I get it that you're scared, you're nervous and maybe it's going to take a while for you to trust your dad again. But that's okay. It's understandable."

I nodded, but then looked at my best friend. "Who are you and what have you done with Nat Wolff? My best friend isn't that sophisticated."

Nat laughed. "He's still here. Just slightly smarter because he actually listened in class this year." He smiled proudly.

"That's shocking," I joked.

"Hey, be nice. I can listen too. I can be a straight A student, you know."

"That's a nice dream, Nathaniel."

"Hey!"

A/N-Well, I hope you liked it!

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