A/N-I DO NOT OWN THE NAKED BROTHERS BAND!
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Happy Easter! I hope everyone had a good day(: I got to watch my cousin call people on my other cousin's (his dad) iPhone. He's two and so cute! lol.
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Rosalina's POV
No matter what Nat said, I couldn't stop shaking. I was so scared that all this news was being given to the press. What would fans of the band think of me? More importantly, how was the press finding this stuff out?
Nat walked into the living room from the kitchen. "Cooper and the guys are on their way over. He's called an emergency band meeting."
"Did you tell him what happened?" I asked.
He nodded and sat next to me on the couch. "He said we'd talk about it when everybody got here."
"I just don't understand how the press knows about all this."
"I know," He said, wrapping an arm around me.
"Well…how many people have you told?" Alex asked, looking at us from the egg chair.
"You, your dad, Nat, Kristina, Kristina's aunt, the band, and Cooper," I said, mentally making a list of the people.
"Well…could Kristina's aunt have told someone?" He asked.
I looked at Nat. "Could she?"
"She wouldn't have," He said, but he didn't sound too confident.
Just as he said that, the doorbell rang, making him stand up. "I'll get it."
A few minutes later, I heard a group of voices I recognized as the band. They walked into the living room followed by Nat. Thomas, Qaasim and David took seats around the room, while Cooper stood in front of us all.
"Thomas, Qaasim and David, you're probably wondering why we're here."
The three of them nodded.
"Well, long story short, the press has found out about Rosalina's dad."
"How?" Thomas asked immediately.
"That's what we're trying to find out," Nat said.
"I know that Nat, Alex Rosalina or I haven't said anything. So I'm forced to ask, have any of you?"
The guys shook their heads frantically.
"No way," David said.
"I wouldn't ever," Qaasim denied.
"Nope," Thomas answered simply.
"Who else have you told?" Cooper asked, looking at me.
"Besides you guys and Mr. Wolff? Kristina and Kristina's aunt," I said.
Cooper looked at Nat and I nervously.
"Kristina would never say anything to the press!" I defended my friend, knowing what Cooper was thinking.
"I'm not saying she did…but who knows? Maybe she accidentally mentioned it to someone who told someone else who told the press," Cooper said, shrugging.
"She wouldn't do that!"
"We can't be too quick to rule anybody out," He said calmly. "I'm going to call her to talk to her. I'll be right back," He said, pulling out his phone and walking into the kitchen.
"Do you guys think that Kristina would say something?" I asked, looking at Thomas, Qaasim and David.
The guys looked at each other nervously.
"Why does everyone think she would say something?"
"We're not saying she would…" Qaasim said.
"But who else is there?" David asked.
I sighed, putting my head in my hands.
Nat rubbed my back. "I'm sure whatever happened was an accident."
I sat up to look at him. "It doesn't matter whether or not it was an accident. Someone told the press and now everyone knows my father abuses me! No one will ever look at me the same."
"We always will," Nat reassured me.
Cooper came back into the living room.
"So? What'd Kristina say?" Alex asked urgently.
"She promises she did not tell the press, nor did she tell anyone else," Cooper reported.
"So then…who else could have done it?" David asked confusedly, looking around at us.
"The therapist…" I mumbled, almost inaudibly.
"What'd you say Rosalina?" Alex asked.
"Kristina's aunt! The therapist! She is the only other person who knows that my father abuses me!" I said loudly.
"I'll call Kristina back and get her aunt's number, don't worry," Cooper said, taking out his phone again.
"This is what I get for going to a therapist," I said, standing up. "This is what I get for trusting a stranger!"
"Rosie, just calm down," Nat said calmly.
"I can't calm down! Everyone told me that I should go see a therapist, and then this happens! The whole world knows my father abuses me!" I stormed out of the living room and into Nat's bedroom. I ran a hand through my hair.
The door opened and shut behind me.
I turned and saw Nat standing by the door. It didn't even faze me; I began pacing back and forth.
"Rosie, please, you just need to–"
"I can't relax, Nat!" I cut him off.
"Okay, then you need to stop and think about this."
"I have been thinking about it! I've been thinking that I was an idiot for taking everyone's advice to trust someone I don't even know, with the biggest secret of my life!"
"Rosalina, just think about it calmly. Cooper is going to call Kristina's aunt and talk to her. We're going to straighten this out."
"How are we going to straighten it out? Are we supposed to lie to the public, Nat? And I mean, we can't just leave it alone, because then everyone will think that it's true, even though it is. But we can't let everyone think it's true, because everyone will take it out on the band, and no one will ever look at me the same. And the press will make this huge thing over my dad when I barely want to think about it let alone see it in every news magazine in New York."
He walked over to me and pulled me into a tight hug. "No matter what happens, I'll never change my opinion of you. I know the truth, the guys know the truth and they don't think any differently of you either. More importantly, it's what you think about yourself."
I pulled back. "I don't think I'm all that great either…" I mumbled.
"Why not? Your pretty, smart, talented and you've got a pretty good looking boyfriend, if I may say so," He joked.
"Well at least I know you don't have a self-esteem problem," I joked.
"But seriously Rosie, you have so much to be proud of. Don't let one thing make you throw all of those great things aside."
I smiled weakly. "Thank you, Nat."
"You're welcome, Rosie."
Someone knocked on the door.
Nat opened the door to see Cooper standing there. "What's up, Coop?" He asked.
"I called Kristina's aunt and…"
A/N-Oooh, cliffhanger...
What's going to happen?!
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