Toni's POV

"Huh?" He said. To his surprise, he saw a little girl that looked no older than 5 under there. "Are you ok, chica?" He asked, holding out a hand to the little girl.

"N-no," She whispered, " a-are you going to h-hurt me?"

"Now, why would I do that?" He said, "Are you going to come out?" he asked, obviously something had scared the poor girl.

"Y-yeah, as long as y-you don't hurt m-me." She crawled out from under the bench and stood up. He got a better look at the girl. What he saw next made him very upset and angry.

Your POV

You crawled out from under the bench, still not sure if you should trust the man. Then you stood up. Your (i/c) orbs met emerald green ones. He had dark, messy brown hair and tan skin. You looked down at you shoes and shifted around a little.

"Hola, my name is Antonio Fernandez Carriedo, but you can call me Toni." He smiled, " What is your name, chica?" He asked you

"I'm (i/ln), (i/fn)(i/ln)." you whispered.

Toni's POV

He looked at the girl. He has matted (i/l)(i/c) hair. He eyes were a dull (i/c), and she had delicate looking (i/st) skin. But, the thing that caught the Spaniard's eyes was that she was covered in horrible cuts and bruises. He looked back into her eyes.

"So, where are your parents?" He asked.

She shifted uncomfortably, "Well, m-my mom is dead, a-and I'm running a-away rom my d-dad." She whispered. Immediately, Toni knew that she wasn't safe.

He kneeled to her eye-level and held his arms out, "Come with me, chica." He said with a smile. At first, she was shaking her head, but then she heard a loud voice and jumped into his arms, He could feel her shaking.

"Don't worry, chica, I'll keep you safe."