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

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Well, I have to tell you guys something! (:

I will be posting the sequel to "That Summer" which will be called "Where I'm Going" on March 9th! (Next Saturday!

I've already written a good long chapter for you guys to read, and I'm going to continue working on it while I'm working on these other two stories.

I'm so excited, and I hope you guys are too!

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Nat's POV

"Kristina? What's wrong?" I asked worriedly.

"Well…Rosalina and I were out shopping and these guys walked up. At first they were just watching us, and I could tell Rosalina was uncomfortable so I told them to beat it. But then they didn't and came up to us and started flirting. And one of them went up to Rosalina and said something and I don't know what he said, but it set her off. She ran away from them and me, so I kicked the guy in the shin and ran after her."

"Is she okay? Did you find her?"

"Yeah, I found her. We're in one of the departments near the changing room. She's sitting behind the chairs though."

"Is she crying or anything?"

"No, but she won't say anything to me at all."

"Okay…I'm gonna meet you guys there."

"Okay. We're in that store a few blocks from your guys' apartment."

"Thanks Kristina. I'll be right there." I hung up my phone and sprinted for the door.

"Wait Nat! Where're you going?" Alex called after me.

"I'm going to get Rosalina," I said, stopping.

"I want to come with you."

"Fine, let's go." We ran out of the apartment and down the block towards the store Kristina told me they were at. I regretted ever convincing Rosalina to go out. I don't think she'll ever forgive me. We reached the store and Alex and I ran in. "Alex, call Jesse and tell her to pick us up, okay?" I said, handing him my cell phone.

He took my phone, but continued running behind me. I looked around for Kristina as I ran, and finally found her standing by some chairs.

"She's behind the chair," She said quietly.

I walked behind the chairs to see Rosalina sitting with her knees pulled to her chest, but she looked calm, so that was a plus. I put my hand on her knee and she flinched. "It's okay Rosie, it's just me," I said soothingly.

Once again, just like when we were on tour, it took her a minute to realize who I was, and when she did, she clung to me.

"It's okay, it's okay…you're okay."

"I just want to go home," She whispered.

"Okay, let's go. We'll go wait for Jesse," I said, pulling away from her, but keeping an arm around her.

"Are you okay Rosalina?" Kristina asked, as we walked around the chairs.

Rosalina nodded.

"Alex, did you call Jesse?" I asked.

He nodded. "Yeah, she's on her way."

We walked out of the store and stood outside of it, waiting for our old babysitter to pick us up. When Jesse pulled up, the four of us got inside.

"Hey Jesse, could you drop me off at my house?" Kristina asked.

"Sure, Kristina."

By now, Rosalina was half asleep, and the rest of us didn't know what to say.

"Nat…has Rosalina ever considered going to a therapist or something?" Kristina asked.

"You mean for crazy people? She doesn't need that," Alex spoke up from the other side of Rosalina.

"No, not for crazy people. Therapists aren't for crazy people, Alex. They help people…cope with situations that have scared them. Just like Rosalina," Kristina explained.

"But she's not bad or anything," I said.

"No, she's not. But maybe she should go now. That way it'll only take a few times and she'll be okay."

I shrugged. "I don't know…maybe I'll talk to her."

"Let me know, okay? My aunt is a therapist, and she could probably talk to Rosalina for free or something."

I nodded, even though I didn't want to put Rosalina through that.

"Besides that though Nat, she seriously trusts you. I hope you know that."

"I'm glad she trusts me."

"But I mean she really trusts you. After those guys got to her, she wouldn't even look at me."

I couldn't help but grin. "Ever since we were little, Rosalina and I have been close."

"We're here, Kristina," Jesse said from the front of the car.

"Okay, thanks Jesse. Bye Nat, see you later. Tell Rosalina I'll call her," Kristina said, getting out of the car.

"I will Kristina. Thanks for everything."

Jesse drove Alex, Rosalina and I home. I got Rosalina awake enough to get her upstairs to the apartment, and I let her sleep in my bed. I left her to sleep in our room, and walked out into the kitchen where Alex was sitting on the counter. I couldn't help but keep thinking about what Kristina said to me. A therapist for Rosalina? Did she really need one? I didn't want to force her to do anything. But could Kristina be right? If she went now, would that make it easier for everyone?

"What's up, bro? You look worried," Alex said.

"I can't stop thinking about what Kristina said."

"About that therapist thing?"

I nodded.

"Does Rosalina really need that?"

"That's what I'm trying to decide. She doesn't seem that…scared. If she was too afraid to even leave the house, then I'd say sure. But she's not, so I don't know."

"I don't think she does, Nat. But that's up to her, not either of us."

"I know…you're right."

"Of course I'm right," He said, hopping off the counter. "But you should talk to Rosalina about it, dude. It's her choice. Not yours or mine."

I shook my head at my little brother as he walked out of the kitchen.

Rosalina's POV

I woke up with blankets tucked around me, and I knew that I was in a bunk bed because I could already tell I was high up. I slowly sat up and saw that I was in Nat and Alex's room, in Nat's bed. Even though I didn't really want to, I climbed down from his bed, and walked out of the bedroom in search of either Nat or Alex. I walked into the living room and I saw Alex sleeping in the egg chair, and Nat watching TV. I walked over to the couch and sat next to him.

"Hey, you're awake."

"Mmhm," I mumbled, leaning my head against him.

"You okay?"

I nodded. "Still sleepy."

He put his arm around me. "How are you feeling?"

"Okay."

"Did you at least have fun shopping up until then?"

I nodded again. "I just feel bad."

"For what?"

"For leaving Kristina. And I practically shut her out after that."

"It's okay, she understands you were just scared."

"She's a good best friend, isn't she?" I asked quietly.

Nat nodded. "But can I ask you a question?"

"You just did," I said sleepily, curling up on the couch next to him, never moving my head from his shoulder.

He smiled. "Okay, then what about another one?"

"You keep asking me questions."

"Rosalina, you know what I mean," He joked.

I smiled. "I know. Go ahead."

"What did that guy say to you?"

"He…asked me if I wanted to come back to his house and…" I trailed off, knowing Nat would know what I meant.

"If I was there, I would've killed him right there," Nat said.

"No, you can't kill him. Because then they'd take you away from me, and I need you right here."

"Okay, fine. But I would've beaten him pretty badly."

"I know…but I'm sorry. It just reminded me of when my dad's friend…you know."

He nodded. "It's okay though. It's over now."

"I'm glad."

"Hey, before you fall asleep on me again," He said, beginning to stroke my hair. "I need to talk to you about something."

Even though he and I both knew that him stroking my hair wouldn't help, I didn't protest. "What is it?"

"Kristina was talking to me about something in the car today…and I just can't get it out of my head."

"What'd she say?"

"She suggested that maybe…you should…see a therapist."

That woke me up right away. I sat up. "A therapist? You mean for crazy people?"

Nat laughed, and I didn't get why. "No, not for crazy people. You're not crazy."

"Then why would I need to see a therapist?" I asked.

"To help you cope with everything," He said. It almost sounded rehearsed, as if he'd said it before.

"Cope with what? I don't need help with anything. And definitely not from a stranger who doesn't know anything about me," I said, getting up from the couch, and stepping away from him.

"Rosie, just come here, please. I promise; I'm not making you do anything you don't want to."

I slowly walked back over to him, and sat on the couch. I was careful though. I wasn't going to get too comfortable just yet.

"I'm not saying you have to go to a therapist. I'm just telling you what Kristina suggested."

"Well no matter how great of a best friend she is, you can tell her she's wrong. I don't need a therapist."

"Okay, okay, just calm down Rosie. No one's making you do anything."

I sighed, and leaned my head on his shoulder again. The sleepiness was suddenly coming back to me. "I'm sorry."

"It's okay. I would feel the same way."

"I don't need a therapist," I mumbled. "I'm fine."

"I know you don't. You should just keep it in mind if you ever have a problem, okay?"

I nodded, even though I refused to think about it ever again. I didn't need a therapist. No matter what Nat or Kristina or anyone said. I would be fine.

Right?

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