The longer that Thea gave him the silent treatment the more irritated Tylen became. These times when she became hyper-sensitive to what he said drove him crazy. He understood that she'd been through hell; he'd even acquiesced when she said she didn't want to talk about it even though he felt that she needed to. Sure, he was terrified of what she might say, but how could he hope to understand and help her if he had no idea what she was feeling? Still, she kept those secrets to herself.
He had to admit that there were times that this neediness weighed on him. Not in the sense that he hated it, but that he was worried that one wrong word or action would hurt Thea deeply only because he sometimes didn't know he was making a mistake. Hell, right now he wasn't even sure what it was they were fighting about.
The crow didn't feel his girlfriend was being selfish in the worst sense of the word, but he couldn't get past the fact she was so disappointed just because he didn't drop what he was doing and come to her. Maddie had been so patient; hell, he'd even had his own shit to deal with for a while, but now they needed to get back to work. Music was what they all wanted to do for a living and it was a career choice that required a lot of time and drive.
All of these things milled about in his head and he made his way to the resort; all the while trying to get Thea to answer a call or text to no avail. Tylen wasn't in the best of moods; Maddie had called the practice due to his drummer being "too fucking distracted" even though the crow had profusely apologized to everyone. He reached the door and gave it a pound. He hoped she answered because he had no issues with pounding on the door until security came.