The next morning Kiki awoke to the sun warm on her face. Her arms hurt less than what they did the day before. She stood up and grabbed her backpack. She opened it and pulled out a small Walkman and a CD case. She unhooked the headphones and plugged in two small carry on speakers. She then went through the case and picked out a mixed CD. She put it in the player and turned it on, setting it down and stood there waiting for the song to start. Music started as Alanis Morisette began to pour out lyrics.

"I had no choice but to hear you,

You stated your case, time and again,

I thought about it,

You treat me like,

I'm a princess,

I'm not used to, liking that

You ask how my day was…"

Kiki began to sing and dance to the song as she pulled out a box of granola bars and opened them. She took one and opened it, still dancing, and went to take a bite, her eyes closed. Right before she bit into the granola bar she heard a sound and opened her eyes and screamed. Standing before her was a tall, pale, dark haired man wearing what seemed to be a black rubber suit. He started walking towards her. As he walked he swung his arms back and forth, his fingers moving and making a snipping noise. Kiki looked down at his hands and screamed. He didn't have any hands, but instead he had sharp shears of metal for fingers.

"Oh my gosh…" Kiki said as she backed away from him.

"Don't hurt me, please, I didn't do anything, I just need a place to live." She said as she reached the wall and sunk down onto her knees. She began to cry.

"Please don't hurt me, really, I am a good kid, I've been hurt enough, really." He walked closer and closer to her and she cried harder and harder, repeating the same line.

"Don't hurt me, don't hurt me, I didn't mean to make anyone mad."

Just then Kim burst into the room. She looked at the man, then at Kiki sitting on the floor, crying and repeating the line.

"Edward." Kim spoke and both the man and Kiki looked up at her. Kim ran over to Kiki and hugged her.

"He's not going to hurt you, Ki, he's not going to hurt you." Kiki was still crying heavily. She looked up at Kim through her tears and whispered to her.

"I don't want to suffer anymore."

Kim looked at Edward, who was standing there, terrified look upon his face. He spoke softly to her.

"I just wanted to talk." He said and then turned and began to walk back into his corner. Kim ran after him.

"I know, I know." She said. She took his arm and led him back over to Kiki, who stood up and wiped the tears from her eyes.

"I'm sorry." She said and then combed her hair with her fingers. Kim looked at her.

"It's alright." Kim looked down at her watch and then started to walk away, calling to the two over her shoulder.

"I have to go or else I'll be late for work. I'll stop back by tomorrow to see how you are, Ki." With that she was gone.

Kiki walked over to the man who was standing in the middle of the room where Kim left him, staring after her. He turned and looked at Kiki who was about a foot away from him.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I thought you were going to hurt me." She said, as he walked a step closer to her. He looked at her and then spoke.

"She said she'd never come back." He glanced at the floor.

"Who? Kim?" She looked the man in the eye, and then remembered the story Kim once told her.

"What's your name?" She said, as she took another step closer to look at his face. The man took a step backward as he responded.

"Edward." He said. Kiki knew this was the man Kim told her about. But she couldn't figure out, if she still loved him then why send her here? Why wouldn't Kim just live with him? Oh well, whatever the reason, she figured that it would be nice to live with someone else who was just as afraid of everyone as she was.

He looked at her and then walked over to a fireplace looking thing and sat down. The wall behind him was covered with newspaper clippings and such, and there was a little bed like thing made out of straw. He was silent for a moment and then responded back with a question.

"What's your name?" Kiki walked over and sat down in front of him.

"Kiki, but you can just call me Ki if you want." She said as she bit into her granola bar. She chewed and swallowed, then couldn't help but wonder to herself about his 'hands'.

"What happened to you?" She said, trying not to sound rude. She saw him look down at the ground as he answered.

"I'm not finished." He said. He looked back at Kiki who had a puzzled look upon her face, but she decided to leave the subject alone.

"Are you lonely?" She asked, hoping that he wanted the company. He nodded his head.

"Do you want me to stay with you?" Once again, she hoped that he wanted her to stay. She sat there, waiting for an answer. His eyes strayed back to the floor, and then he looked up and nodded again.

"Don't leave me." His voice was soft, frightened, that of a child. Kiki couldn't help it, she hugged him.

"I'm not going anywhere." She said and then pulled away from him.

"Hungry?" She asked, and then held up her bitten granola bar. He nodded and she tore the bar in half. She went to hand him his half, but he looked at her and moved his metal fingers. She sighed and whispered 'sorry'. She tore off a piece and fed it to him and he looked at her, grateful.

Around mid-day, the two of them had talked about almost everything. Almost. They didn't mention anything about relationships or love; Kiki refused to bring it up. She thought he'd get hurt and brood over the fact that Kim won't stay with him. Kiki made a mental note to ask Kim about the situation when she came back the next morning.

Kiki finally got bored and turned on another CD. She started singing along with the lyrics and dancing as Edward looked on.

"Peek, and sneak about, I'm going to snoop and call you out, I've caught you, your hands are red, now I'm you're broken hearted detective."

Kiki noticed him watching her and then stopped and grabbed his arm.

"Do you dance?" She asked him as she circled him, still singing.

"D-dance?" He asked. She felt bad; he didn't know what it was. Kiki giggled a little as she stood in front of him, her body bouncing to the beat of the song. She took his arms and moved them along to the music. He smiled, he couldn't remember having that much fun in ages.

After a while the sun began to go down, and the two of them were sitting against the wall on the top floor, watching the sunset through the big hole in the roof. The pain in Kiki's arms had gone down a lot, and she was beginning to trust Edward. She had found a friend. She had fun. She was happy.

After the sun had gone down, Edward went to bed as Kiki sat up, looking at the moon, thinking about the past day. It's wonderful. She thought to herself. No more yelling, no more hitting, kicking…no more pain. She fell asleep that night smiling.