A/N:My scincerest apologies for submiting that piece of rubbish that I called chapter 8. I've got some terrible writers block and that crap was all I could think of. I'll re-write it if it is too unbearably horrid.
Anyways even though my brain is fried and I have a serious headache I'm still compelled to write, so if this is even worse than that last chapter I'm really sorry.
Melody, this story, and unfortunately Jason belongs to me. Edward Scissorhands belongs to Tim Burton. **sigh**... Actually the concept of Jason was from Phantom's Ange.
Please read and review! I really need some feedback.
Enough of my bs...On with the story!
The sun was beginning to set arcross the sky, creating an orange-y glow around the mansion. Jason wiped the sweat off his brow and tried to regain his composure. That girl was odd but there was just something about her that intrigued him. Jason was positive she was hiding something in that wretched mansion, but what? The evidence supported the theory that it was the old scissor-handed freak from the legends. But that couldn't possibly be true. Or could it? Jason shook his head and walked casually down the street to his house.
"That girl will be mine." he muttered determinedly. "One way or another."
Melody took several deep breathes and calmed down a bit. She glanced out the window and saw the glorious colors of the evening sunset shine through the broken glass.
"Our day has been pretty chaotic. I think we need a quiet peaceful evening, don't you think?"
Edward agreed. He had felt so many different intense emotions today. His mind, heart and body all needed a rest.
"I have an idea." Melody said as she began walking up to the attic.
She stopped by one of the rooms and found two pillows and an old dusty blanket. Edward followed her, curious to see what she had in mind.
Melody spread out the blanket in front of the large gaping hole in the ceiling, then placed the two pillows on the top edge of the blanket.
"Edward do you ever come up here to watch the sunset? Or look up at the stars?"
"Sometimes." Edward thought about it. He reached back in his memory to the long years before Melody came into his life. The lonely days and nights spent in depressing solitude. He could vaguely remember seeing the sun set and the stars twinkling overhead, but he didn't really care then. His mind was too preoccupied with memories of suburbia and of self-hatred.
"Well if you don't mind, I think that's what we'll do tonight."
Edward smiled and the pair laid down on the blanket together. The sun had disappeared and all that was left was the purplish pink hues of young twilight. The light slowly faded into dark as the moon approached, full and luminous. Bathed in the gentle glow of moonlight, the pair stared silently up at the sky, both marveling in its beauty.
The stars came out one by one shining out their own unique twinkles. Faraway a trained whistled its sad, lonely melody. Little cicadas joined in, adding to the peaceful night-time song. Tiny bats flew by and quietly screeched, as they feasted on mosquitoes. Melody cringed then let out a soft, almost silent giggle. A chilling breeze blew by and they both shivered. Melody gently scooted into the crook of Edward's arm and laid her head on his chest. Eventually they both dozed off feeling quite content.
Golden light awoke the sleeping couple. Melody nestled her face into Edward's chest, attempting to blocking out the light. She inhaled his special Edward scent of cookies and leather. Melody wished she never had to move. Finally she gave up trying to avoid the impending new day and accepted awake-ness.
"Good morning. Edward said quietly.
Melody grinned. "Good morning star-shine, the Earth says hello!"[1] Then she laughed.
Edward was yet again startled by one of her odd 'Good morning' praises.
"So Edward, what do you want to do today?"
He sat there thoughtfully for a few moments. "I don't know."
Jason, this time in his old Mercedes Benz, drove up the mountain to Melody's house. Along with him he had brought his pocket knife and rifle. This go round Melody WOULD go out with him, and he WAS going rock her world. Not only that, but if there was that freak alive in the castle, then it needed to be dealt with accordingly.
He was determined to not return home unless he had the blonde chick and possibly a bloodied pair of scissors.
Melody froze and listened carefully, she swore she could here a car pull up into their driveway.
"Did you hear that? It's sounds like a car." She peered out the window tho the grounds below.
"OMG! It is a car! Who the hell could that be? Edward stay up here. It might be that creep, Jason." Melody ran down stairs and walked out the front door.
Jason slammed to door shut of his black, rusty little car. He ran his fingers through his wavy some-what greasy blonde hair and began walking towards her. He was wearing his blue and red varsity jacket and a pair of jeans. He tried to portray innocence in his piercing ice-blue eyes but Melody could tell it was fake.
"What do you want?"
"Oh nothing. Just wanted to see what the prettiest girl in the world was up to on this fine morning."
Melody blushed. She was shocked he seemed to be acting like an entirely different person than he was yesterday. She wondered what his alternative motives were.
"Oh cut the crap. Why the hell are you really here?"
"I wanted to apologize for being such a jerk yesterday. I really like you and would really like it if you went out on a date with me." He said almost shyly.
"Sorry, not in a million years. Not after the way you acted towards me yesterday. I was 99% sure your dumb-ass was going to rape me. Plus my heart has already belongs to somebody else."
"Oh really well that reminds me..." his entire composure became remarkably malevolent and he whacked Melody on the head before she could utter a scream. She fell down to the ground unconscious. Jason gave her a swift kick in the ribs and started making his way inside.
With knife in hand he crouched behind a wall. He could hear snipping and footsteps coming from the stairwell.
"Melody!" Edward called out anxiously. He had been listening from the attic and since he no longer heard voices he thought it was safe to come down. Suddenly Edward was attacked from behind.
He landed with a loud thud and thankfully without any self-inflicted wounds. He could feel the cold point of a knife on the back of his neck.
"Stay away from her, you perversion of nature. MELODY IS MINE! If your freakish ass comes anywhere near her, I WILL KILL YOU." Jason snarled viciously. He swiftly made a deep gash down Edward's back revealing bleeding ivory skin. Then he got up, wiped his bloody hands on his designer jeans and walked outside to claim his prize, feeling quite proud of himself.
He heaved the unconscious Melody up onto his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, and then shoved her into the passenger seat of the car. He grabbed one of Melody's hands and kissed it lightly. He hopped into the drivers seat and sped down the mountain.
Edward's face was contorted with pain. His heart was breaking into a million tiny shards. Melody was taken away from him and he didn't even fight back. 'I am a freak and perversion of nature.' he thought miserably. 'Melody deserves better than me, she'd probably be more happier with Jason.' He then remembered all the things that happened between her and Jason yesterday.
"I need to find her."
He mustered up all of his courage and walked towards the door. His backed ached and he could feel the warm blood oozing down. A single tear slid down his pale cheek as he ran towards the dreaded town.
[1] Hehehe I did something new! This is a footnote! The quote is from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory...Tim Burton owns that too. **another sigh** What did you peeps think? As always, I love to here your constructive criticisms, complaints, compliments, any thing else you want to tell me. It makes my day every time I get one... I literally jump up and down and scream Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! :D
