Dallas
The men drive in through the gates. James called me and said they found Tyler and were on their way home, but that there was a little problem. I am so glad I called him, because when they left from here, I got a call saying he was at the local bar, fighting. I wonder what the little problem is though? I watch on the cameras as it takes 4 men to get his big a$$ out of the car and bring him inside. James is holding something bloody on his face. "What happened?" I ask. Tyler is dumped on the couch. "He got me good. He thought we were kidnapping him. It was hilarious, but f*ck. I am on my way to go get my nose fixed. F*cker broke it." James tells me and my eyes widen, my jaw is nearly to the floor. "He did this to you?" I am so surprised. "Yeah, but he was out of his mind drunk. He did
