Charlotte POV:

My shoulders slumped when I realised he wasn't coming.

My coffee was cold, by now and I had been staring at the door for at least 20 minutes.

I put my head in my hands, sleepily.

I haven't slept recently, it's been a struggle to go to school, look after my older sister and try to get my fathers current whereabouts.

The bell rings again. I don't look up because I know it isn't Ty.

I went too far, but I had just wanted to protect him.

"Charlotte?" Tyrell asks. I look up and see his eyes widen at the sight of me.

My under eyes were dark, my hair was messily thrown on my head, I wore an oversized jumper with some skinny jeans.

All in all, I looked a mess.

"Hi" I say quietly, my eyes returning to the table.

I felt numb.

I've been planning what to say if Ty ever showed up.

And now he had I forgot.

"You can sit if you want" I say quietly, not looking up at him.

I saw him sit down, and just stare at me.

He took a deep breath, breifly closing his eyes before he puts his hand over mine.

I look up, and felt my heart flip.

Tyrrell still met me. He still met me after I was horrible to him.

"I'm sorry" I say, looking into his eyes. His hand tightened around mine as he kissed the back of my hand. My stomach flipped.

"It's okay" he says, he gave me a small smile.

"No, it's not. I was a bitch, I didn't mean to hurt you" I say softly, I had the biggest urge to kiss him but I refrained myself.

"It's okay, Char. It hurt, but I know you are hurting more than I could ever imagine" he said softly, like he thought I was going to cry.

And I did.

Tears began to pool in my eyes before they fell. I looked down in my lap, and couldn't stop the tears.

I was crying because my parents were trying to kill me. I was crying because my sister is scared to sleep at night. I was crying because I've hurt the only person who has ever tried to help me. I was crying because I was tired of it all.

I felt Tyrrell take his hand off of mine and he sat next to me. He put his arm over my shoulder and pulled me into him.

"Shh, it would be okay" he whispered, hugging me to him. "I'll protect you, i promise" he whispers again, kissing my head.

He continued to whisper sweet things to soothe me until i stopped crying.

After I stopped crying, I felt embarrassed.

"Char?" Ty asked, he was sat facing me.

"Yes" I ask and he gave me a small smile.

"Can you explain who you were on the phone with?" He asked and I nodded.

"It was my dad" I say quickly, I felt so drained that all I wanted was to go to sleep.

If Tyrrell was surprised or shocked about what I said, he didn't look it.

"He keeps calling me and my older sister. He won't stop" I explain, leaning my head onto his shoulder.

"What is he saying?" Ty asked.

"He has been saying he will find us, and kill us" I choke out, "the reason my sister and I left was because he nearly killed me. Our mother stood there and watched" I whisper, tears filling in my eyes at the haunting memory that makes it's way into my dreams at night.

I felt his breath catch in his throat as he gently cupped my face with his hands.

"This may sound stupid, especially because of what you literally just told me and I know you aren't. But are you okay? Are you and your sister safe?" He asked, his eyes looking into mine.

"Physically, we have about 3 days, the least, to track him down. He said he was on his way to... you know. I'm stressed. I don't want anything happening to my sister. She can't sleep, already" I explain honestly, my guard goes down.

"I want you both safe" Ty says, his words dripping with sincerity. "I want you to be safe, and happy. Let me help you. I want to help you be safe and I want to make you happy. I will make you happy." he says and I move away.

I already missed his warmth and comfort but I didn't think he realized he was putting himself in danger for a girl he had known for no longer than 2 weeks.

"You're joking. I already said how dangerous it is. I don't want you to be hurt, thats why I snapped at you. And I'll do it again if it meant you were safe" I say. My guard goes straight back up.

"You're protecting yourself and your sister. You need someone to protect you. And I would, forever" he says, a look of determination on his face.

"No, Tyrrell. I don't need to be protected. You need to understand that they are ruthless. I know I met you only 2 weeks ago but I really really care about you. And I won't let them hurt you. This is me protecting you, Ty. Please don't" I beg, my eyes begin to water when I remember what they did to Ashley.

Ashley was my best friend, my parents killed her and made me watch, telling me that they would soon kill me the same way. It still haunts my dreams, I couldn't help her. It felt like it was my fault.

"Don't what?" He asked softly, "Charlotte, I couldn't care less about how long I've known you. There is something here. I can feel it. I know you can too" Tyrrell says and honestly he was right. There was something between us, " I also am aware that there are secrets. Everybody has them. Please let me help you" he says.

"I have people out to kill me" I say bitterly, "I hurt you. You admitted that yourself" I add and he looked at me.

"I would have forgiven you no matter what. Whether you wanted me to meet you tomorrow, or next week, or 4 in the morning. I would have" he says, his eyes showing the honesty. "If you don't want me to help you then okay. But I have one condition" he says with a sigh.

"Okay" I say, giving him a small smile. "What is it?" I ask and he moves closer to me again and wraps his arm around my shoulder. I rest my head in his chest and feel my heart warm.

"I am allowed to help you track him down" he says and I sigh.

There was no harm in letting Ty help track him down. Father wouldn't be able to know who it is.

So on that note.

I said yes.