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

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Rosalina's POV

After that, Nat and I both fell asleep on the couch. But that night I dreamt that I actually did go to a therapist, and it turned out terribly. I couldn't go to a therapist. I was barely able to tell Nat what happened. How could anyone expect me to tell a complete stranger what happened? And even if I was able to tell a therapist what happened, then what? They tell the police and Child Protective Services, and I get taken away to who knows where. And all I know is away is not with Nat, or Alex, or anyone I know. I can't let that happen.

Nat sat up and stretched.

"Good morning," I said, looking up at him.

"Morning."

"How'd you sleep?"

"I slept. What about you?"

I shrugged. "Sort of."

"What do you mean?" He asked, looking at me.

"I kept waking up from the same dream."

"What was the dream about?"

"You know what we were talking about last night?"

"The therapist?"

I nodded. "I had a dream about it. It was really bad, Nat. How would I be able to tell a complete stranger something that I wasn't almost able to tell you?"

"You don't have to worry about it, Rosie. It's not going to happen. Like I said yesterday, if you don't want to do it, no one's going to make you."

"I know…but I can't stop thinking about it," I said, standing up from the couch.

"Why don't you try it?" Nat suggested, standing up next me. "It can't hurt; and who knows, it might help."

I sighed. "But…"

"What's wrong?"

"I don't know if I really want to tell someone I barely know all my problems."

"Pretend you're talking to me, or Kristina."

"Do you really think it'll help?"

"You won't know till you try, but I can tell you it probably can't hurt."

"Alright, fine…I'll try it."

He kissed my head. "Do you want me to call Kristina or should I?"

"Could you?" I asked hopefully.

"Sure. It'll be fine, I promise."

I nodded, even though I wasn't so sure on how this would go.

~NBB~

"Hey Rosalina," Alex said, as he walked into the kitchen.

"Hey Alex," I said from the living room.

He climbed onto the counter to look for something to eat. "So um…Nat told me about the therapist thing."

"Oh…yeah," I said walking into the kitchen.

"So you're going to do it?"

"I guess so. Nat said he was going to talk to Kristina."

"Hey guys," Nat said, walking into the kitchen. "Can I talk to you?" He asked, turning to me.

I nodded and let him lead me out of the kitchen and into the Fuzzy Room. "What's up?"

"I talked to Kristina."

"What'd she say?"

"She said that her aunt can talk to you as soon as possible."

"So…when is that?"

"Tomorrow."

"So we're going tomorrow?"

Nat nodded.

"Okay…but you'll come with me though, right?"

"If you want me to, then of course I will."

I smiled weakly. "Thank you."

~NBB~

The next day, my stomach was in knot from the minute I woke up. I knew that nothing bad could possibly come from this, but I was nervous anyway. Kristina had called yesterday and told me that the appointment was in the morning, so Nat asked Jesse to take us. (Mr. Wolff was at work)

She drove us to the office where Kristina's aunt worked and we walked inside. I told the receptionist who I was and Nat and I sat to wait. We were sitting in silence for a few minutes until Nat put his hand on my knee.

I looked at him.

"Calm down, Rosie. You'll shake the whole chair," He joked.

"Sorry," I said, sitting up straighter in the chair.

"Nervous?"

I nodded.

"There's nothing to be nervous about, okay? Just pretend you're talking to me, or Kristina, even Alex."

"If I was talking to Alex, he'd say something stupid that makes me laugh."

He smiled and nodded. "That's true. So just pretend you're talking to me or Kristina."

"What if she asks about what happened when my dad got drunk?"

"Just tell her what you're comfortable with. I'm sure she'll respect that."

"Nat, I can't tell anyone about that. Not yet. I'm…I'm not ready to do that yet."

"I know Rosie, I understand. All you have to do is tell her that. She'll understand too."

"Rosalina?" The receptionist called. "Dr. Sarah will see you now."

"You won't leave?" I asked, looking at Nat.

He picked up a magazine, and pretended to read it even though it was upside down. He gave me goofy smile. "I'll be here for a while."

I couldn't help but smile and shake my head, as I walked through the door to the office. Inside of the office was couches and chairs, and it looked kind of like a small living room.

A woman was sitting at a desk and looked up at me. "Oh Rosalina," She said, getting up. "I'm Sarah. Kristina's told me about you."

I immediately wondered how much she told her. I put on a fake smile. "She's told me about you too," I lied. What are you supposed to even say to something like that?

"Well I'm glad you came to see me. Please, sit down," She said, gesturing to the couch.

I sat down.

She sat down in one of the arm chairs across from me. "So, what would you like to talk about?"

I was confused. "What do you mean?"

"Kristina told me that you might not be comfortable talking about a few things. So I want you to decide what we talk about."

I didn't respond because I wasn't sure how to start.

"Kristina told me about your father drinking," Sarah said. "And about how he gets drunk a lot."

I nodded.

"What happens when he gets drunk? Can you tell me?"

"He gets mad…and he…he hits me."

"Does that happen every time he gets drunk or just sometimes?"

"Every time," I said quietly.

"And you still live with your father?"

I shook my head. "No…I'm staying with my boyfriend." It sounded weird referring to Nat as my boyfriend, but I could definitely get used to that.

"Your boyfriend?" She sounded surprised.

I nodded again.

"Does your boyfriend know about your father?"

"Yes, he's been really understanding about it."

"So you're staying with your boyfriend while this is going on?"

"Yes."

"Are you sure you're okay with that?"

"Of course I am. He's my best friend. He's very protective and he's been there for me through everything."

Sarah nodded. "Okay…then what about your father? Have you spoken with him recently?"

I shook my head. "Not for a few days."

"Why not?"

"I'm…afraid to."

"Why?"

"I'm just afraid that he might hurt me."

She nodded again. "What was it that finally made you decide that you couldn't live with your father anymore?"

I didn't respond. I knew the answer, trust me I did. But I refused to tell a stranger about that day.

"Rosalina, it's better if you tell someone about it than keeping it to yourself."

"No one needs to know what happened. I know what happened, my father knows what happened. It's no one else's business."

"I promise you that I won't repeat anything you say in here, unless it's life threatening. You can tell me what it is."

"I can't."

"You should tell someone, Rosalina. It's not good to keep it all to yourself."

I shook my head and stood up. "No, I can't do this." I walked out of the office, and out of the corner of my eye I could see Sarah following me. I ran back into the waiting room as Nat stood up quickly.

"Is everything okay?" He asked, as I hugged him tightly.

"I can't do it," I said quietly.

Sarah came out behind me. "Who are you?" I assumed she was asking Nat.

"I'm Nat. Rosalina's boyfriend," He said, wrapping an arm around me.

"Ah," She said. "Well Rosalina, if you'd like we can finish our session."

I turned to face her, but still kept my hold on Nat. "No thanks."

"Alright then. Can I expect you back next week?"

I shrugged.

"Well…you know how to contact me if you would like to come back," She said.

I nodded, and let Nat lead me out of the office building.

"What happened, Rosie?" He asked, as we sat on a bench outside.

"She asked about…about that day, when you found me in my room."

"So what did you say?"

"I kept telling her that I couldn't say, but she just kept telling me about how bad it was that I was keeping it to myself and how I needed to tell someone."

"You have told someone. You told me what happened."

"I know…but I just can't tell her. She's a stranger, Nat. I can't tell a stranger about that."

"I know, and I'm sorry."

"Why are you sorry?"

"I'm sorry you had to go through any of this. You don't deserve it."

I sighed. "It's not your fault, Nat."

"I know it's not, but I'm still sorry."

"It's okay…"

"Do you think you'll come back next week?"

I shrugged. "I don't know…"

"How did it go up until when she asked you about that day?"

"It was…kind of odd. She just kept asking me questions about my dad…she even asked about you."

"About me?"

"Yeah, but I never told her you were my boyfriend. You actually did that for me."

"Oh."

"Yeah, and she actually sounded surprised when I told her I was staying with you."

"Really?"

I nodded. "I don't know why though. It's like she's never heard of someone staying with their boyfriend."

"Don't worry, Rosie. Everything will be okay."

A/N-I wish I knew someone like Nat...

Wouldn't that be awesome.

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