Gerald version
We came back from Paris, after a long flight. We're all tired. Kids couldn't even sleep. But the worse came.

We get out of the plane and went to TSA to get the bags. Bj told us the car is there but paparazzi were outside. You gotta be fucking kidding me. We leave TSA and that's where the shit happened. Bj had Hayden and Ashton on his arms and since he's buff and scary he would protect them. I had Ryland in my arms. Dylan has Suz holding her hand tight and Mel in her arms. But it didn't end up as planned. The kids were safe but scared and crying. One guy flashed the lights near Mel's eyes and scared her. Another guy scared Ryland the same way but was shoving me. Bj went to help us after Hayden and Ashton were in the car. Dylan walked quick as the airport security helped her by making a pathway to the car. She left the girls in the car. She seen Ryland crying and took him from my arms. I was behind Dylan walking as fast to the car. We left the airport no thanks to bj and the security guards from the airport. Our kids traumatized, shaking and crying by all this.

We arrived home. Random ass people showed up at our house. They were chanting our names, singing out in the driveway. Dylan and I didn't want to deal with it. Bj told us not to leave the car. Cops came afterwards since the neighbors thought we were doing this. Matt went to go explain to the police that we barely came back and not wanting to deal with anything like this since our bad experience back in Paris. Police, our security, bj and Matt has to escort the people out so we could enter our house. One by one we entered the kids. They were screaming and yelling our names. The kids were getting more scared. Bliss couldn't stop barking. All of this was driving us insane. We out the kids to sleep. Dylan and I sat in the couch. Bj came and told us that the crowd left. He left the house "we can't be living like this. The shit that happened to Hayden, they scared Mel and Ryland at the airport. Suz and Ashton were holding us tight as we entered our home. Ger we can't put our kids lives in danger."
"Yeah I know. We should leave here for a while. Fuck the media had to..." I checked my phone since I got a notification "Dylan someone posted this. They found out where we live." We couldn't go with this.

We just stayed home. Dylan and I stayed home working and taking care of the kids. We did our grocery shopping on line and delivered to our home. But that same night those same people with the paparazzi went to invade James and Mia's house late at night. James called me of how did they found out. I told him someone told the whole media. I told him to have all locked doors and not leave the house for no reason. It wasn't over till three in the morning when people went to kick out people.

The next morning the same but more people went to invade with more paparazzi. Anthony called me and I told the same thing. He was ready to kick them out but he had his kids there. I told him not to leave out of the house and locked all door and wait till the cops and security to arrive. His was more longer since they went inside their backyard. The cops arrest people who walked in the property without permission.

The last few nights was the worse for me. The first night they went to go invade Matt. The cops knew where were they going to hit next. The cops were there before those people. But it ended sooner. This one killed me. They went to my mothers house. Like how can they do that's I called James, Matt, Anthony to come and help me get Ma. But the crowd was disrespectful and rowdier than ever. But we did get ma out of there. I took Ma to my house for safety.

This is enough of all this shit. Police told us that someone in the media found out where we live and announce on the whole social media for a free meet and greet. They didn't fucking think that kids lived in each house. What the fuck is wrong with them?

This was one of the worse summers ever and I hope this doesn't affect Suz first year of her education in kindergarten.