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

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I'm really really sorry that I've taken forever to get this chapter out. I've had a really bad week this past week and I haven't felt like writing...

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Nat's POV

Now it was my turn to be nervous. Rosalina didn't seem to be nervous at all. Okay, well I mean usually she's so nervous she'll do something or say something, but right now…she doesn't look like she wants to be doing anything at all.

We're waiting for one of the officers to come out from questioning her dad, and Rosalina hasn't said a word to me at all. She hasn't really said a word to anybody.

I put my hand on her shoulder and she jumped. "Relax," I said softly. "You okay?"

She nodded. "Fine."

"Are you sure?"

She nodded again.

"Are you nervous?"

Rosalina sighed, realizing she couldn't hide it from me. "Yeah, a little bit."

"Just relax. Remember, he is still your dad. And he can't hurt you with all these police guards around."

"I don't know if I can think of him as a father," She said quietly. "Not after everything he's done."

"I know, Rosie. But he is your dad. And he loves you."

"If he loved me then why would he hurt me? I mean, is that going to happen all the time? Every time someone loves me, they'll hurt me?"

"No, of course not; I love you."

She looked up at me. "Does that mean…" She trailed off, because I already knew what she was going to say.

"God no, of course not; I could never hurt you." I pulled her into a hug. "I'd probably kill myself before I'd ever hurt you."

"Well, thanks but I don't want you to kill yourself," She said, pulling away.

"Thanks," I joked, giving her a smile.

The door to one of the questioning rooms opened and Rosalina and I looked up.

A woman officer was standing in front of the door. "Are you ready, Rosalina?"

She looked at me.

"Go ahead. I'll be right here."

She looked skeptical.

"I promise." I gave her a goofy smile to make her calm down a little bit.

Rosalina smiled at me then followed the officer into the questioning room.

"If that's not love, then what is? If that's not friendship, then what is? If that's music, then what is? We've got that music in our blood…"

I jumped to answer my phone. "Hello?"

"Nat, are you still at the police station?" It was Alex.

"Yeah, why? What's wrong?"

"Well…nothing really, we just have a little tiny problem–"

"Alex, what is it?" I snapped.

"I'll tell you in person. Meet me outside the police station."

"Okay fine. I'll be right there." I sighed, glanced in the window of the questioning room, and walked out to the front of the police station and then outside. I stood waiting for Alex until Jesse's car pulled up and Alex got out.

"Thanks Jesse," He said.

"Thank Jess, we'll see you later," I said.

"Where's Dad and Rosalina?"

"Actually both of them are talking to the police but in two separate rooms."

"Oh…"

"What is it that you needed to tell me?"

"Well…I was watching TV and Cooper called and told me that there are people that are spreading rumors about the reunion tour already."

"What? How?"

He shrugged. "I don't know. I didn't even know anything about it until Cooper told me."

I sighed again. "Okay…well, I'll call Cooper when we get out of here. He'll know what to do."

Alex nodded and followed me back inside the police station. Instead of going back to where I was though, we sat in the front lobby of the station instead.

"How's Rosalina?" Alex asked.

"She's hanging in there, I guess," I said, glancing at the doorway leading to where the questioning room was. "She's nervous."

"Can you blame her?"

I shook my head. "I feel bad for her. She doesn't deserve any of this."

"No one does, bro," He said, patting my shoulder.

"I just hope she's okay…" I sighed, leaning back in the chair.

We stayed quiet for the rest of the time. I kept glancing at the doorway, hoping Rosalina would walk out soon. It felt like forever, but she finally did.

I stood up and she walked over to me.

"Where'd you go?" She asked.

"I'm sorry, Alex came and I had to meet him outside."

She let out a breath of relief. "I thought you…"

"Left?" I finished for her.

She nodded.

"I promised I would stay," I reminded her.

"Yeah, I know but still…"

"But nothing. I'd never leave you."

"It's not like you'd be the first," She mumbled, looking away.

I gave her a curious look, and was about to question her about it when my dad walked out. "What happened, Dad?" I asked.

"The police have to talk to a judge, and go over or some things to make their final decision."

"So what happens now?"

He sighed. "They're going to contact us when they come to a conclusion, but until then we have to wait."

"What about my dad?" Rosalina spoke up.

"He'll be staying here until they figure out what to do."

I took her hand. "You okay?" I said quietly.

She nodded. "Can we talk when we get home?"

I nodded as we left the station and Dad drove us all back home. The minute we got home, I led Rosalina straight to Alex's and my room. "So what's up?" I asked, leading her to the bed.

She sat down on the edge. "I just…" She sighed. "I want to get this all over with. I want all of this to be over with."

"What did you mean when you said 'you wouldn't be the first to leave'?"

Rosalina looked away. "My dad left me. He left me the day he got drunk."

"Hey," I said, sitting next to her. "He didn't leave you."

"Well then what happened, because that's not my dad, and you know it."

"He was just confused. I don't think he knew what he was doing."

"But he kept doing it, Nat. He kept drinking even after he promised he would never do it again. And now look where we are."

I kissed her forehead. "Just remember no matter what, you still have me."

A/N-I wish I had someone like Nat in my life... lol.

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