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Tyler saw her wake up, understood the confused look on her face, then flinched when she looked at him. He registered her words dimly. 'I hate you'. Didn't everyone? I mean, he was just a no good guy who raises cattle just to butcher them, and he was a bodyguard. Most people that met Tyler would think he didn't have feelings... but he did, he just didn't show them. Right now he felt devastated. Hurt. This was a big blow, and he knew I thought was coming, but it hurt nevertheless. He followed her quietly, making sure she didn't look back and see his face... he was sure she would use it to her advantage in any way she could. Tyler was awestruck by this, but there were some emotions he could not keep off his face. Right now, sadness showed in his eyes. That was all... but it was a lot for him. He got dragged into this job, forced to do it, and all he got back was hate. He out his everything into it, even though he hated it, and all he got back was hate. Tyler stood outside her door, just trying to register how horrible his life was right then.

She changed into more 'proper clothes' before exiting her room and standing next to Tyler, The look in his eyes... was different, Was he sad? She started to feel somewhat bad, and guilty, Sierra decided to break the silence, "Sorry." She usually never used the word 'sorry' because most of the time, she wasn't, but this- She was used to Tyler's emotionless face, But now- He just looked sad... Sierra looked away, Not facing him, She started off towards the Library, Looking back briefly to make sure he had followed her, She went to the place quite often, Another way of entertaining herself, Sierra had planned to read for awhile then grab food before dinner so she wouldn't have to face her father again, Hopefully..

Tyler flinched when she came out, backing up and averting his gaze. He heard her apology... and didn't really know what to do. If he didn't answer, she might think that is disrespectful or that he doesn't care. If he says it's fine, it'll just sound weird. If he says no I'm sorry, it'll get into a whole heated conversation. Tyler sighed and followed her down to the Library, wishing there was books on how to deal with temperamental women. He stood just inside the door, staying perfectly quiet and pretending he wasn't there at all.

After they had reached the library, She sat down at a specific desk that had at least 2 stacks of books sitting there, Those were the past books she had read, Sierra was most interested in History, But she also loved reading fantasy books. She looked over at Tyler who was standing quietly, "You can read a book to you know, There's no need to be on guard 24/7" She had calmed down after the whole town incident, But was still a bit hateful- along with guilty- She wanted to make it up to Tyler but wasn't sure how to, She remembered him mentioning Texas, Sierra knew that was a state, Mostly a country like a state, Which is probably where Tyler had gotten his unique accent- Sierra hadn't fully noticed it until now.

After they had reached the library, She sat down at a specific desk that had at least 2 stacks of books sitting there, Those were the past books she had read, Sierra was most interested in History, But she also loved reading fantasy books. She looked over at Tyler who was standing quietly, "You can read a book to you know, There's no need to be on guard 24/7" She had calmed down after the whole town incident, But was still a bit hateful- along with guilty- She wanted to make it up to Tyler but wasn't sure how to, She remembered him mentioning Texas, Sierra knew that was a state, Mostly a country like a state, Which is probably where Tyler had gotten his unique accent- Sierra hadn't fully noticed it until now.

Tyler shook his head curtly. "I'm fine." He said, his accent really leaking through when he didn't know what to say. He tried to block it most of the time... because if he talked normal it would sound something like this.. 'Eh jeet yet? Naw? Dju? Yu'unt to? Aight.'...... sooo he tried to block his accent as much as possible. The bad grammar he could stop, but not always the accent, so it was pretty strong right now. He shifted his weight, fiddling with a unseen object in his big hands. Tyler had never really felt as much emotion... ever as he did now. He felt dejected, rejected, sad, angry, nervous, anxious, unhappy, and confused all at the same time. He was a smart guy... but that was quite the overload so he kind of shut down. Which resulted in his accent leaking through... or bursting through full throttle, him fiddling with something, and not being able to think up responses.

Sierra stared at him for a moment, "No, Come over here and read a book- Don't stand there it's kind of creepy.." She did find it creepy, Plus wouldn't he get tired from standing there? She certainly would...Sierra didn't understand why Tyler wouldn't take her offer in having a break, Usually, others would gladly, On the other hand... He had to listen to her orders, So if she ordered him to, He'd have to, That was the good part. Sierra decided to ask him about his accent, Hoping it wouldn't offend him, "Whats with the accent?" She questioned if perhaps it was something passed from his parents. Or just because of the state he comes from, Which is what she thought earlier, Sierra wasn't very good with conversations, As she never got to adapt social skills, Which explained her awkwardness at times.

Eh what? XD

WIP - work in progress