Bailey shook her head, a hand was rested on her back. With how light and hesitant the touch was and how unrecognizable the voice was she assumed it was Emerson. She didn't look at him yet. She was scared for him to see how broken she was over him. But she knew he wouldn't judge, she had already been told he was kind and understanding yet she didn't have it in her to face him. She didn't know him well. Hell, she didn't know him at all.

Bailey slowly sits up, she turns to Emerson, a sad look on his face when he saw just how bad Bailey was affected by Cole. Tears streamed down her face and Emerson just didn't know how to react. Emerson sits closer to her putting an arm around Bailey, she was leaning forward her head in her hands as she cried.

"Bailey," Emerson began, he hesitated to ask her what he wanted to ask, "do you want me to stay with you for a bit?"

"You should be getting to bed soon right?"

Emerson shakes his head, "I never really go to bed this soon anyways, I can't, I usually fall asleep really late."

Bailey nods although she was hesitant she agreed, "C-Could you stay for a bit?"

Emerson nods sending a sad smile her way, "Do you want to talk about it?"

Bailey looks down thinking if she should say something, she decided she needed somebody to talk to at least, "I thought I could trust him, I almost wanted to defend him when Remington caught on to the fact he wasn't treating me right. I guess when he asked about it I realized as well that his actions weren't because he cares. The things he did and said they were because he was trying to control me. I told Remington since we became closer over the last week or so, and he helped me get out. He said he couldn't stand me being with him anymore when he heard us fighting. We were supposed to escape on Monday, so I didn't have any clothes or things packed."

"If it was dangerous there I understand him wanting to immediately help. But, I'm guessing you weren't ready."

"Not at all." Bailey laughs silently, tears running down her face..

"He's just trying to protect you, he's always been like that. He beat the shit out of a kid in elementary school for picking on me. He's a great older brother and the courage he has is tremendous, honestly I think he's been there for me the most. I've always been close to both of them, but Remington, thing's just feel stronger between us."

Bailey nods a small smile on her face when she looked at Emerson. "I think it's nice how close you and your brothers are. I never really had someone who would care when I was young, my mother drank, my father worked."

"Remington already seems close to you. He told me you're pretty nice and you're funny. I can see why he says so."

Bailey yawns shaking her head. "I'm not that funny, honestly."

They talked, it was almost an hour until Emerson stopped.

"I'm thinking you need to go to bed Bailey." Emerson laughs standing up.

"Maybe, are you going to bed?"

"Yeah, I'll at least try, we start recording tomorrow afternoon."

"Shit."

"Goodnight Bailey." Emerson laughs, a smile on his face as he went to his bedroom.

Bailey turns the light off and rolls back onto her side, falling asleep within minutes.

When morning came Bailey didn't know what to think, she woke up a small smile on her face when she notices Remington was already up. Bailey sat up a walked towards the kitchen, her ankle ached less, but it still hurt. She sits next to Remington, and he looks at her.

"I heard you and Emerson talking last night."

"You did?"

"I told you that you shouldn't be scared to talk to him." Remington laughs.

"I shouldn't have been. He was super sweet last night. We never even talked before then."

"What did he say?"

"He mentioned that you're protective, so you really beat the shit out of someone for him? He was right when he said you were brave."

"I- yeah, I did. I mean if someone is hurting the person you love wouldn't you?"

"I would, if I could." Bailey laughs.

"He really thinks I'm brave?" Remington asks almost laughing.

"Yeah, he said that."

"I mean, if you call me being scared myself brave then go ahead..." Remington sighs.

"Remington? Don't be scared of yourself Remington, you have to learn to at least accept who you are."

"I've tried, but it's hard. Especially when I have to accept that I won't be okay, that I will always have to pretend I'm okay and a part of me always wants to say it, but I can't. It doesn't feel as bad now though..."

"Are you really okay?" Bailey asks putting her hand on his. He looks into her eyes he looked down just a second later. She almost thought

"The last few days have just been overwhelming, having to prepare for starting everything." Remington sighs. He looks at the hallway, and he saw Emerson. His hair was messy and eyes had obvious bags. He obviously didn't go to bed when he said he would. Remington laughed softly looking at how messy his younger brother was.

"I don't wanna be up." Emerson groans, moments later Sebastian comes out of Emerson's room smirking.

"Just please don't do anything stupid." Bailey whispers standing up.

"I won't..."

"You promise?" She asks.

Remington nods. Bailey flashes a worried look and heads into the bathroom. It was almost 10:30am, they needed to be at the studio at 12, and leave at around 11:30. Bailey had her purse at least... She made sure she had everything, then did her make up... She was borrowing clothes from Remington, he has a smaller frame and his clothes fit her pretty well.

She changed into a white tshirt with his yellow plaid skinny jeans. They were a bit on the longer side but she was going to wear her boots anyway. She really needed to get her clothes from her house. Bailey grabbed the jacket she wore the day before and put it on over the shirt. She left the bathroom and then she saw something that scared her...