A/N: Ok Tell me what cha think. Should I continue the story tell me! Ok I LOVE "Edward Sissicorhands" and I hate see him alone at the end so……………. Two Years after Kim left With the Mob a 19 year-old mother seeks refuge at the "empty" House on The Hill. Is It Really Haunted? Or is some one there? Please No flames this is my first fic.
She ran to the car with one big suitcase, and threw it in the trunk. " My Little boy I'm doing this for you" She said to the car seat in the backseat. " He'll never find us EVER! She recited in her mind." You deserve better" She told the cute little baby . But where are we going to go? I refuse to take you too your grandparents all they'll say is " I Told You so". She turned and saw the Huge mansion. "No one lives there" she told the baby. " I could get a job, and then we could get out of here" she said driving toward the house. She looked in the rear-view mirror, and finger the bruise on her cheek. The ugly reminder of Paul, her now ex-lover, and the father of her baby. It only took one hit, to stop the name calling, and cruelty towards her. One hit woke her up. Paul was out bowling with his "friends" when her got back there would be no one for him to beat on.
They arrived at the house, it even bigger the it looked. No looking back now she thought.
She put down the suitcase, and open the large gates. "Oh my god " she gasped. The garden was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. Wait a minute no one lives here? She thought racking her brain on who could maintain this garden.
High up in a window Edward Looked down. Who is this woman, and what is she doing here? he asked himself.
She walked up to the door, and knocked……… no answer. She knocked again………….no answer.
So she opened the door. "Nope I don't think any one lives here, or they really HATE to clean" she mumbled. 'It is way to dark now to go look around, I'll break something" she came to the fact they would have to sleep here, on the floor. She pulled out a pillow for herself and placed it on the first step. As she pulled out a blanket dust particles flu. She finally fell asleep, and drifted into a dreamland.
Edward watched from the second floor. "Please don't leave" was all he whispered.
At some point in her dream. Some one looped their arms under her armpits making sure not to hit her head as they dragged her up the stairs and place her in a bed.