TYLER'S POV

"Dyl, man, I honestly cannot thank you enough for letting us stay here with you. Thank you so much. I'll see you soon on set." You said to Dylan as you gave him a bro hug and got the girls to thank him too as you all left to move back into your own home.

Even thought your house was ready to move into 2 days ago, there was no furniture or anything so like that so you had to get it all shipped and they even set it up for you which was ready nice considering you didn't pay them any extra.

You guys finally arrived at the house and it was basically the same, just modernized a bit more.

On the way there you guys were jamming out to the CD Dyaln gave to you because he had 2 of them. It was full of old classics.

A few hours after you got home, Em came down the stairs. The girls were both in their rooms unpacking and just getting settled in. Again.

It looked like Em's face was stained with tears. You figured that you were just imagining it.

She was holding a piece of paper in her hand that looked slightly crumpled up.

"What ya got there Em?" You asked her.

She just sniffed and slightly looked up at you through the hair that was coving her face and her eyelashes. 'Maybe she is crying.' You thought.

"Emma baby, are you crying?" You asked her.

That's when she just broke down into tears. She literally fell to her knees and was sobbing.

She looked so... defeated.

"Hey, why are you crying? What's wrong?" You asked her.

You gently picked up her fragile body that tightly curled up in a ball and you brought her over to the couch.

She held out her shaking hand that was holding the crumpled piece of paper.

"Here." Was all she said before placing the paper on your lap.

The only thought that was going through your mind was 'what the hell is on that piece of paper?"