Yes, I am finally back! At least I think I am! I have also come out of my battle with Writer's block unscathed! For now, that is. -.- I'm so sorry for the long delay! I've been so busy with school and stuff !
Disclaimer: No, for the millionth time, I do NOT own Edward Scissorhands! I do own Kate, however, so no stealing! XD
Chapter 9
The car trip home had to have been the longest on record. It could also qualify as the quietest.
Kate's parents were up front; her dad behind the wheel. In the back, keeping her company was Edward, looking ever so forlorn.
Not much had been said since her informal introduction at the police station. It had been quite a shock for both adults; to discover that the story they heard growing up was actually true.
Hell, it was a huge surprise to her as well!
She did feel compelled to break the ice and say something. Nevertheless, how exactly does one start off a casual conversation when you're caught sneaking around a cemetery with a man who sported freakish hands?
That was Kate's major dilemma at the moment.
Her partner-in-crime, on the other hand, was utterly terrified.
The feeling wasn't foreign to the scissor man. When he had first entered into the realm of Suburbia, it had occurred quite often.
Like the time when Peggy hosted a cookout, and everyone was there to inquire about him. He wasn't used to all that attention, and it frightened him.
Or the time the weird bible lady had spread around all those mean lies about how evil he was, how he was the spawn of Satan, etc.
The one memory that came to mind the most was when he was busy carving a figure out of a block of ice, after the tides had turned against his favor in the little town.
Without him knowing, Kim had stepped outside to check up on both her father and him. One she spotted the man, she stood there, awestruck at how fluid Edward's motions were.
The sheets of shaved ice cascading around her like snow, the girl felt the urge to dance.
And so she did. Twirling around, her hands outstretched into the air, she wasn't paying too much attention to anything.
Neither was Edward, for that matter. As he reared back to add more detail to his work of art, one of his abominable 'fingers' had sliced into Kim's palm.
Of course, it was an honest accident. However, no one stood to defend Edward when Jim had come around, causing the poor man to flee in a mixture of pain and rage.
The rest is history.
Yes, those annoying memories sure like to rear their ugly heads at the worst possible moments.
At least they made a great distraction. Neither Kate nor Edward really wanted to think about the future events that would stem from the night's escapade.
Therefore, they resorted to meekly glancing out the windows to pass the time. Kate found herself fingering the seatbelt that strapped her tightly to the leather seat.
Her other hand was still resting on Edward's arm; the only source of comfort for her friend.
'Hang in there, Edward. We'll sort out this whole mess soon.'
As the car pulled up onto the neatly paved driveway, Kate suppressed a small sigh. This night hadn't turned out well at all.
All she wanted to do was show some compassion and pay her last respects to her dear Grandmother.
Why was it that she always managed to screw things up?
Undoing the clasp for her constraints, the teen immediately turned to her companion, a small smile playing on her lips.
It wasn't much. Although it looked like it did the trick.
In a way that only he could manage to pull off, Edward returned the favor with a half-smile of his own.
They would get through it together, just as Kate said they would.
Pretty soon, all four of them were out of the vehicle and into the house. Kate's mom flipped the light switch, illuminating the interior.
It was almost exactly the way Edward remembered it; give or take a few picture changes and furniture re-arrangements.
The 'home' he had once resided in still carried the warm, cozy feeling as before. This helped to soothe away any major fears that resided in his heart.
Kate could see the change in the man's demeanor. She felt so relieved that he was relaxing more.
That didn't assist in the fact that she was in serious trouble.
Once everyone was pretty much adjusted, Kate's mother turned to glare at her child. Before she could say anything, her husband quickly interjected.
" It's been a long night. Why don't we all get some sleep, and discuss this matter over breakfast tomorrow morning?"
'Thank you Daddy!' Was all the teenager could think of. She wasn't looking forwards to the tongue-lashing her mother was about to give.
Nor was she ready for whatever they had to say about her taste in companions nowadays.
Snapping his head towards the metal-handed man, Kate's dad continued.
"You are most welcome to stay the night here. Kate, make sure you lead him to Grandma Kim's old room."
With that, both of her parents retreated down the hallway, into their own room, with the occasional weary glance from her mom.
Once the click of the door closing was confirmed, Kate let loose a long, pent up sigh.
"Ohhh boy…thank God that we were able to get outta a lecture! For now…"
Edward stood rooted to the carpet, his dark eyes gazing down at the young girl next to him.
"…Will everything be ok?"
Her own eyes darting up to meet his, she flashed a semi-confident grin.
"Of course it will be! I already told you; I won't let anything happen to you, or let anyone hurt you. We'll just have to talk it out with Mom and Dad tomorrow, is all."
Deep down in her gut, she had a bad feeling about all this. How in the world was she going to right the serious wrong she did, to Edward?
Hee hee, well now, I suppose we can all kinda figure out what's going to happen in the morning. Though I wonder; how will the town react to the news that the 'Scissors Man' is back?
R&R, people! Let me know what you think! Oh, and Happy Thanksgiving! -
Next Chapter: Learning the Truth