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

Hey guys!

LOTS happens in this chapter. To cover it all, it switches back and forth between Nat and Rosalina's POV.

Hope you enjoy it!(:

Rosalina's POV

That night at the concert, Thomas, Qaasim, David, Cooper and I got to stay backstage while Nat and Alex performed. They did great, as usual. Nat made sure there was extra security everywhere because of the threat my dad made. But nothing bad happened.

Nat and Alex's fans are really supportive of them. They knew all the songs, sang along with them, and gave them a standing ovation after every song.

After the show, some fans came back stage to meet Nat and Alex, and were happily surprised to see the guys and me there. When we were done meeting those fans, we walked out to the main room and met all the fans who wanted to take pictures with Nat and Alex.

Nat and Alex made sure all the fans were gone before leaving the venue, and Mr. Wolff drove us back to the hotel.

"Did you guys get your own room?" Nat asked, looking at the guys.

"Yeah, we did," Cooper said.

They got back to the hotel, and agreed it had been a long day, so they all went back to their own rooms.

"Your fans are so nice!" I told Nat and Alex as we got ready for bed.

"Yeah, their pretty awesome," Alex said.

~NBB~

Nat's POV

The rest of the tour went pretty smoothly. We didn't have any problems with Rosalina's dad or any other problems at all. The guys left the Monday after our first show but we kept in touch through the whole tour. Of course, as usual Alex had a few sugar rushes that we had to wait out to get to bed, but what's a tour without that? The tour was over before we knew it, and we were driving back to New York a month later. I was nervous because I still wasn't sure what would happen with Rosalina's dad.

"Mr. Wolff, could you drop me off at my house?" Rosalina asked.

I looked at her curiously, but she ignored it.

"Sure thing, Rosalina." Dad drove to her house and parked in front of it.

"Rosie," I said before she was able to get out of the car. "Are you going to be okay?"

She nodded. "I'm…I'm going to try to talk to him. Meet me at the park in an hour, okay?"

I didn't feel right doing it, but I nodded and watched her get out of the car. It felt really wrong letting her do this, but I knew I couldn't stop her. She had some sort of plan, I knew that. But I wish she'd talked to me about this earlier.

We got back to our apartment, and instead of unpacking like we should've, Alex and I just tossed our suitcases in our room and sat in the living room watching TV. I tried watching TV to get my mind off of Rosalina, but it wasn't working. I just kept telling myself that I'd see her in an hour, and everything would be okay.

An hour passed, and I called Rosalina on her phone to see if she still wanted to meet, but she didn't answer. I couldn't decide on whether or not I should go to the park. What if something happened? What if she got hurt? What if she was sitting at the park but left her phone at home? My answer came in a frantic knock on the apartment door. I opened it, and before I could even realize who it was, the person practically tackled me in a hug. I knew who it was then.

It was my best friend, practically sobbing into my shirt, which I could feel getting wetter by the minute.

I immediately hugged her tightly, wondering what was going on. A million questions raced through my head, but I could only shut the apartment door and hug her. I rubbed her back, and didn't ask questions. I knew she wouldn't be able to answer them right now. She was too out of it. I was about to ask what happened or what was wrong when someone pounded on the door.

She whimpered and clung to me tighter.

My hand went from rubbing her back, to stroking her hair. "Dad, could you get that?" I shouted, guiding Rosalina away from the door.

Dad walked over to the front door, looked through the peep-hole, then at me and Rosalina. "Take Rosalina into your and Alex's bedroom."

"Why?"

"Just do it, Nat. And Alex, go upstairs please."

Alex followed Dad's order, and I led Rosalina so far as the hallway, when Dad opened the apartment door and the shouting started. Rosalina was so scared; she basically collapsed in the middle of the hallway of my bedroom. Luckily, no one at the door would be able to see us. I pulled her into my lap, and she began to cry harder (if that's possible). "It's okay," I whispered. "It'll be okay."

It was Mr. Tai who was shouting. He was shouting at Dad, about Rosalina, about how he needed to see her, but it wasn't a protective-dad shouting.

It was an angry, drunk-dad shouting.

I hugged her tighter and tighter, each time her dad shouted. "It's okay, Rosie. It'll be okay," I kept repeating.

Finally, when it seemed like Mr. Tai was done shouting, or at least when he was going to take a break, Dad could be heard talking very calmly to him. "Daniel, I really think you should get some help. I mean that in the best way possible. It's for you, and it's for Rosalina. She needs it. You need it. This drinking problem isn't helping anyone."

That sent Mr. Tai into a rage about how he doesn't have a drinking problem, and that Dad shouldn't be telling him about his daughter. And that he should be able to see his daughter.

Rosalina whimpered as more tears spilled onto my shirt.

"Shhh, it's okay. It'll be okay, Rosie," I whispered to her. I knew that nothing that I could say could really calm her down now. She needed to calm down on her own, but I could always sit and help until she did.

Dad finally got Mr. Tai to calm down, and leave. When he did, that's when Rosalina seriously lost it. I don't mean she went crazy, but she broke down and just cried.

I couldn't just sit out here in the hallway, so I picked Rosalina up (the best I could) and carried her to Alex's and my bedroom, and sat her on the bed. When I left her, for maybe two seconds, to close the door, she whimpered again. Every time she did that, it really broke my heart. I sat on the bed with her, and stroked her hair. "Just relax, Rosie. Everything will be okay." I kept telling her this over and over again to try to calm her down faster. "Do you want to tell me what happened?"

Rosalina took a deep breath.

"You seemed okay in the car, what happened between then and now, Rosie?"

"H-He…was drunk wh-when I came h-home," She hiccupped.

"Did he say something to you?"

"H-he just kept yelling, and screaming…and th-then h-he…"

"He what? Did he hurt you?"

"He…slapped me."

I couldn't respond, because I was already becoming so angry I might say something that might scare her again, and that was the last thing I needed.

"A-and when h-he slapped me…I fell. Th-then he started…screaming at me some more. So I-I tried to get up and…" She whimpered, and buried her face into my shirt.

"It's okay...you don't have to tell me yet. That's fine. You're okay. Just calm down," I soothed, rubbing her back again. When her crying had calmed to occasional whimpers, I tried talking to her again. "Are you okay Rosie?"

She sighed. "You know how I said crying is tiring?" She asked quietly.

I nodded.

"That was nothing."

I grinned, and I knew she'd be okay. "Try and get some sleep."

"I can't…"

"I'll be right here the whole time, I promise."

"Okay," Rosalina said quietly, and closed her eyes.

A few minutes after that someone knocked on the bedroom door, making Rosalina whimper as she opened her eyes and clung to me again.

"It's okay, he's gone," I said to her. "Come in."

The door opened and Alex poked his head in the room. "Are you guys okay?"

"We're fine Alex."

He opened the door wider and stepped into the room. He walked over to the bed and sat down. "What did Dad do?"

"You know Dad he's…"

"A dork?" Alex tried.

"No! Well, yes but–I mean he handles things calmly."

Alex nodded and looked at Rosalina. "You okay?"

At first I thought she wasn't going to answer but she gave him a weak smile and nodded. "Yeah, thanks Alex."

He got off the bed and walked over to the door. "I'm just letting you two know…" He turned and faced us. "I'll be watching." He walked out of the bedroom.

"I…really don't know what that meant," I said, staring at the closed door.

Rosalina let out a little laugh then sighed.

"Now I promise he won't bother you again. You can go to sleep."

She nodded and closed her eyes again.

Once I was sure she was sleeping, I cautiously and slowly moved away from her, careful not to wake her. I didn't want to leave her, but I knew that now would be my best chance to talk to Dad. I quietly made my way out of the room, and shut the door behind me. I walked into the living room where Dad was sitting. "Hey Dad," I said, walking over to the couch.

"How's Rosalina?" He asked.

"Sleeping."

He nodded.

"What's going to happen with Mr. Tai?"

Dad sighed, something I've probably never seen him do. "I'm not sure. I hope he takes my advice and gets some help."

"Dad, there's something odd about it though. Whenever Mr. Tai is drunk, he does things he'd normally never do."

"Nat, that's what happens when people get drunk."

"But I mean…it's different. Like, when we first brought Rosalina with us, her dad called her and told her that he didn't understand why she left. He didn't remember her leaving or anything."

He seemed confused. "That is a little strange…"

"It's more than strange, there's something wrong with it! You have no idea what he's put Rosalina through while he's drunk," I protested.

"Nat, calm down. Getting yourself worked up won't help anyone. I understand, but there's nothing I can do about it."

I sighed, feeling defeated. There was definitely something wrong with that.

"You'd better get back to Rosalina now. Why don't you call Cooper and tell him you guys are back from the tour? I'm sure he'll be glad to see you guys back."

I nodded.

~NBB~

Rosalina's POV

I woke up and my eyes were still tired and I just felt tired all over. And I knew why. I felt a little guilty about making Nat deal with me too, but I didn't know what to do. I just couldn't take it anymore. After everything with my dad, I just broke. I couldn't help it. I sat up and took in my surroundings. I was sitting in Nat's bed, even though I don't even remember getting up here, but I was. He must've got me here somehow after I fell asleep. I heard someone walk towards the bedroom door, and I jumped and whimpered. I pushed myself against the wall.

The door opened and Nat walked inside.

I let out a breath of relief.

"Hey Rosie," He said, walking over to the bunk bed and climbing up to his. "How'd you sleep?" He sat down on the edge of the bed.

I shrugged.

"Do you feel better?"

I shrugged again. "I'm still kind of tired."

"I called Cooper and Kristina," He said.

I looked up at him, waiting for him to continue.

"They're happy to know we're back home."

"Did you tell them about…?"

"I told Cooper, but I didn't tell him the entire story. I told him that your dad was angry again, and well…it just didn't go over well. I didn't give him the details, and he said he would leave telling the guys to us, if you wanted to."

I nodded. "What would we do without Cooper?"

Nat smiled and said, "I thought if you wanted to tell Kristina you would do it on your own."

I nodded again. "Thank you."

"Rosalina, I need to tell you something."

"What is it?"

"No matter what happens, I will stick with you, okay? I'll always be there."

I smiled. "Thanks, Nat."

A/N-Hmmm...I think I sense Natalina coming on!

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