A/N: hey everyone. Sorry it took me so long. College essays are kind of taking all my time right now, but I made sure to at least sneak in one more chapter. I apologize in advance if there are a lot of grammatical errors. I typed it a little fast. Enjoy :)

Chapter 4 : Ty's Regrets

"I'm here. I kept my promise."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing, what I was seeing. My legs shook and I sank to the floor. "Gemma," you walked over immediately, scooping me up in your arms. "I'm sorry, Gemma." You hugged me tighter. "I should have come earlier. I'm sorry."

I sobbed and hiccuped into your shoulder, wrapping my arms around your neck. "You made me hate it!"

You walked over to the bed, still holding me tightly. "Made you hate what?"

"My life, you made me hate my life here."

"No I didn't Gem. I showed you what real life is. You weren't living before, and now you see." he tucked hair behind my ears. "Now you understand."

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TY'S POV

holding you in my arms was like a dream. It had been 7 months since I had last seen you, at least face to face. I hadn't let you see me. At first it wasn't by choice, but it was good we didn't meet. It helped you to see what I saw in London and the people around you. I wanted your new eyes to be opened like they never were before.

Then maybe you would want to see me again.

I saw most of the encounters you had when you thought you saw me. It pleased me, in a twisted way, that you wanted to see me that much. I reviled in the fact that you never ran, believing it was me. It also broke my heart. It took everything i had not to run and hold you in my arms, to let you cry your heart out on my shoulder. It took more, though, not to sling you over my back and run off when you were at it with your mum. I could tell it broke your heart when she stopped caring that you were in pain, that you couldn't stand the idea of walking out your door by yourself. But you needed to see it, you needed to understand that you were the one who changed, not your mum.

But more importantly I needed you to miss me, because Gem, I was dying of longing and loneliness for you.

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I came back to London after you only a week after we parted. I missed you desperately, feeling like shit for letting you get bitten by that snake. I stayed in the house for days, just sitting around. It was my fault, everything ending before it had even begun, and we were getting so close, so very close to saving you. Now I just had to get you and we could start where we finished off.

At least, that's what I thought.

When I first came to you, I knew we couldn't sneak off together, but I at least thought we could see each other. I felt like an idiot, the first time I saw you since our parting, coming to your house, climbing your tree and watching you cry your heart out in your room, your fists pounding your chest as you sat against the door.

"Open the door, Gemma." Your mothers voice was muffled by the door, the handle moving, though it was obviously locked. "For God's sake, Gemma, let your father and I in."

You ignored her and continued to bawl, your cries ringing in my ears. Seeing you like this, it crushed my heart and any hopes I had that you were willing to see me. how could I have thought that you would be okay with your mum and everyone else after what happened between us?

I could be so thick sometimes.

i had hoped that in a few weeks you would get better, but it only got worse. You ignored your friends completely, acting as though you didn't know them. You were hounded by reporters and the police, more about me than you. Your parents reviling in the attention in the media, ignoring you when there wasn't a news story opertunity. There wasn't a good time to take you away again, so I waited. when I came to watch you tonight, I had no intention of talking to you, but seeing you cry out in your sleep was too much.

You cried out my name, asking me to stay. You said you needed me, Gem, so I came to you. I'm here, to save you.

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I hated to ruin this moment, the moment I had been waiting for months, no years for, but we couldn't stay here all night, not with your parents still in the house. I looked down to your face in my shoulder, your body shaking slightly. I could tell you were afraid. I just hoped that you were relieved too. Your hand was a fist, clutching my shirt. I inhaled deeply, bringing in your smell. You smelled just like I remembered, soft and sweet, like flowers, lightly like mint. I didn't want it to just be fear or desperation that brought you to my arms, but for now, I suppose it was all I could take.

"Gemma," I said, your head looking up at me. My heart hammered. "We have to go."

Your eyes widened, looking terrified and regretful. "What?" You whispered.

"We can't stay here, not in London. We have to go-" You cut me off, shaking your head vigorously.

"No, no..." You pushed yourself up and walked away from the bed, the peaceful reunion over. "I can't...I won't..." Tears flooded your eyes, but you wiped them away quickly, unwilling to let me see you cry. "Please don't steal me again."

I got off the bed too, unsure how you were going to react. Watching you over the past months, I knew you wanted to see me, but you didn't want to leave again. Not like last time.

We had talked about whether or not I was willing to take you to be mine after knowing who you were. I didn't lie. I don't think my need for you will ever fade. "I won't ever let you go, Gemma, you know that."

A/N: I really liked writing in Ty's POV. I think I will do it again. I promise there will be more drama and awesomeness in the next chapter. I just thought it would be nice to know what Ty was doing these past few months and what he saw.

See you guys soon.