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

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Okay so I know what you're thinking: You already uploaded this chapter!

And you're right, but I made a mistake and skipped a chapter. So if you go back to Chapter 21, it's a different than the one you originally read, so if you could go back there now and then read the rest of the chapters things will make a little more sense. Usually I would catch this kind of mistake sooner, but I haven't been able to re-read my chapters after I post them because of an "issue." Anyway, the "issue" is now fixed and everything is okay now. So BEFORE YOU READ THIS CHAPTER GO BACK AND READ CHAPTER 21! Please and thank you (:

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Rosalina's POV

I had a problem. I didn't want to go home because it only reminded me of my dad. And I am not dealing with that now. But I didn't want to stay at Nat's…I couldn't. I shouldn't. So what was I supposed to do? "It's getting late," I said, looking at Nat.

"Do you want me to walk you home?"

"No, I can make it."

"You're not walking home in the dark."

"Nat, I'm not ten. I'm almost eighteen."

"Yes, you are. But you're also a really good looking girl, who would be vulnerable walking around New York at night."

"I think I'll be okay."

"You sure about that?"

"Mmhm."

"Rosalina, do you know that when you lie you don't look directly at the person?"

"What are you talking about?"

"You're not making eye contact with me. You're looking either above me, or beside me but you're not looking right at me. What's going on?"

"I don't want to go home," I confessed finally looking right at Nat. "It reminds me too much of my dad and I don't want to deal with that yet. He's supposed to come home this week….I'll deal with him then."

"Then you can stay here," He said, kissing my head.

"Nat, I don't want to–"

"Maybe not, but I want you to."

I gave him a weak smile. "Thank you Nat."

"Do you want to sleep in my room again? I can–"

"No, I can sleep here."

He walked out of the living room and came back with some blankets and a pillow. "You gonna be okay sleeping out here?"

"Yeah, I'll be fine." I stretched out on the couch and put the pillow under my head.

Nat covered me with one of the blankets. "Just come get me if you need anything, okay?" He leaned down and kissed my head. "Night Rosalina."

"Night Nat." He moved to walk away but I grabbed his wrist. "Hey."

"Yeah?"

"Thanks for letting me stay here."

"Alex and I both love you. We're more than happy to have you here."

I smiled up at him. "Good night."

"Night."

I heard him walk over to the front door to make sure it was locked, and then I heard him walk into his room for the night.

…

"Rosalina, I'm home!"

"Hey Dad," I greeted as I walked downstairs to meet him. I know, I know, I was totally mad at him a few days ago. But after talking to Nat some more about it, I figured I should at least give him a chance to sort of explain things a little better. I hugged him. "How was…uh, Michigan?"

"It was great. And I have a surprise for you."

"You didn't…" I trailed off as he stepped out onto the front porch and when he came back he was leading a blonde woman, with jeans and a nice sweater on. "Have to."

"Rosalina, this is Julie."

"This is your daughter?" Julie asked, glancing disgustingly at me and then looking back at my dad.

"Yes, this is Rosalina."

"Hmm…well it's a good thing your wife is dead because she must've been ugly."

"Excuse me?" I was shocked. What kind of person would say that? And why would Dad even think about liking her?

"You heard me. You aren't the prettiest girl I've ever seen."

I looked Dad, who didn't wear the expression I thought he would, but said, "Julie, please apologize."

"Why? The truth hurts. And anyway, we won't be here long, remember?"

"Oh that's right." He turned to me. "We only came back to get some clothes. We're going on our honeymoon."

"What? You got married? And you didn't even tell me?"

"Julie said it would've been a waste to tell you."

I was speechless. What was he saying? This didn't sound like him at all.

"Goodbye Rosalina. We'll see you when we get back."

"But Dad…what about that note you left? I thought you wanted to spend more time together."

"Well that was before we got married. Now I have to spend time with Julie."

"So you're leaving me here? Alone? Again?"

"Oh boo-hoo," Julie said. "You're what, sixteen?"

"I'm seventeen."

"Exactly. Grow up."

"Good bye Rosalina, see you whenever…"

I sat up from the couch and ran a hand through my hair. Whoa. That was…whoa. That could never happen. Dad isn't stupid. He may be doing things I never thought he would, but he wouldn't blindly date someone like that. He wouldn't ever.

I took a deep breath and sighed. Well I probably won't be going back to sleep now. I blindly searched the living room for the TV remote and when I finally found it, turned on the TV but turned the volume on low.

That was a really weird dream. I don't know if I could even consider it a nightmare, it was just strange. Could this mean something? No…Dad wouldn't marry someone without even telling me or asking me…would he? Well…he obviously started dating without asking… But that doesn't matter. He wouldn't. He won't. He didn't.

"Aren't you tired?"

I smiled slightly, at his reference to the first time I spent the night here. "No," I said, not looking at him. "Aren't you?"

Nat fell onto the couch beside me. "Nope." He looked at me. "Do you want to tell me why you're awake? I know you went to bed earlier."

"That's seriously really creepy."

He gave me a look. "You know what I mean."

"I don't know…I had a weird dream and woke up. It's nothing."

"You're sure?"

"Yeah, I just have to shake it off, you know?"

He nodded.

"What are you doing up?"

"I got up to go to the bathroom and I heard the TV."

"Oh…sorry."

"It's fine, Rosie."

We sat in what was probably the most awkward silence we've ever had until Nat spoke up again, "Rosie, can I talk to you about something?"

"What is it?"

"I need to ask you something. And I want you to answer me honestly. Don't say an answer because we're together. Tell me the truth."

What was he talking about? "Nat, you're scaring me…what's going on?"

"I was just thinking about something…I really am like my dad. There's no denying it. But do you think that it's…dangerous? I mean me…when I'm angry."

"What? No, no, I don't think you're dangerous. What makes you say that? What happened?"

"Nothing happened I was just thinking about the whole picture frame thing. I could've hurt one of you guys."

"Yes, you could have. But you didn't."

"But what if I did?"

"You didn't, Nat. You have more self-control than you think. I know you do. And I think all you need to do is find a way to let out your anger."

"You sound like a therapist."

"And my advice is free," I joked. "I'm serious though Nat, I think if you found a healthy way to let out your anger, you wouldn't get so angry over little things."

"But what can I do?"

"That's what we have to figure out. And we will. But until then," I moved closer to him and rested my head on his chest. "Let's get some sleep."

"I like the way you think," He joked, pulling a blanket over us and turning off the TV. "So you think everything will be okay?"

"Once you go back to school everything will go back to normal."

"Ew, school."

"Aw c'mon, you know you love it."

"….no, but nice try."

"Good night Nat."

"Good night Rosie."

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