A/N- Yay!! Iris 'as FINALLY met Edward! …well…sorta…but she kinda fainted, so technically she didn't exactly, but they did get to the "name exchange part" of the introducin so I guess that's somethin! Now this chapter is partly Edwards POV (point of view) and Iris's, so this will be interestin! So there ye go! PLEASE read and REVIEW!! And if ye do, you will be immortilised in this chapter, and others to come!! Well, your name will be anyway… PLEASE REVIEW!! I hope I'm not beggin #looks at audience while they shake their heads yes# Shit! LOL!
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Disclaimer- blah de blah, Edwards not mine, blah de blah, Iris is mine and Edward's… NOOOOO!! #cries#
Thankyous-untouchable1400- Once again, thankye fer another review! Those are very good questions mate! Fer the one on why she fainted: 1)she doesn't know that he was also created by a scientist, 2)she didn't know he has scissors for hands, and 3)after he said "I'm not finished," she was kinda thinkin he was gonna kill her or somethin. This is an Iris/Edward fic, so there will be romance (as it does tell ye in the summary thing) and other things gonna happen later on… me just hav ta get some courage first. LOL!
Danielle L.B- Thankye fer yer review! If I had to choose no eyes or scissorhands, I don't know what I'd choose! Both hav disadvantages, but they also hav advantages as well! And fer if Iris will every really see Edward………you'll just hav read on wont ya! LOL!
Chapter 4
Edward's POV (starts a little before Iris faints)
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As I walked torward her cautiously, I heard her voice quiver in fear as she spoke.
"What's that sound?" the girl asked as she backed away slightly. I stopped and tried to hear what she might be hearing, but I didn't hear anything. Then I remembered my nervous clashing of my scissors, 'Was that the sound she is hearing? Can't she see for herself? I guess it is alittle dark in here, so maybe I should show them and explain myself before she runs off. I hope she doesn't.' I raised my scissorhands in front of me, them glinting from the sunlight hitting them, and I spoke comfortingly and also scaried of her reaction.
"I'm not finished." I saw the look of terror on her face as her jaw dropped, looking as if going to scream, but nothing came out. At first I was confused, until her face went unreadable and she started to fall forward. I quickly moved my hands out of the way as she clasped into me chest, and awkwardly placed my arm at her sides under her arms, so she wouldn't full into a heap on the floor. 'What do I do now,' I asked myself, but I came up with an idea fast as she started to slide to the floor. Being as careful as possible not to use my hands as I might hurt her, I placed one arm behind her knees and the other on her back below her neck and scooped her into more arms and against my chest, bridal style, and quickly made my way to the fireplace where my bed was located. I gently layed her onto my always-made bed, since I never used the covers as it always presented a problem for my blades, and knelt beside her with a slight grimis on my face. 'Well that was a good first impression Edward!' I thought angrly to myself, 'Well, atleast she didn't scream and run away,' I reminded myself positively. My thoughts suddenly vanished as I looked at the clothes she was wearing. They weren't scrimpy and shortly cut, but they still showed all her curves. 'And what beautiful curves they are!' I thought, but sudden;y felt my face turn scarlet and turned my eyes away from her body. 'Bad Edward! Bad! How can you think such a thing when you had just met her! And like I said, that first impression wasn't a good one.' My face started to feel normal again and I desided to focus my eyes elsewhere. My eyes roamed over the pale, smooth skin of her face and a thought occurred to me. 'Why is she so pale!' Her skin was so white, it reminded me of the face of the moon! I then realized her pigmint was just as pale as mine! My eyes then got fixated on her extremely short hair. It was raven black, as my own, and looked untamed. Her hair was going every direction, some small strands were restin lightly on her face so I desided to brush them away with a single blade. As I did so, I saw that she was wearing glasses with very dark lenses placed in the frames. 'Why is she wearing sunglasses in the dark?' I thought, coriousity getting the best of me. Using the my scissor-like fingers, I slowly picked them gently off her face, and was shocked at what I saw! Instead of seeing eyelids closed over glimmering eyes, I saw know eyelids with nothing but emptiness were the eyes should have been. My m,outh gapped with horror and made a gasp as I jumped in a slightly-standing-slighly-wobbling position in shock, dropping the glasses in the process, making them scid across the wood floor of the attic loudly. The sound seemed to echo in my ears as I quickly shut my eyes, thinking that when I opened them again, eyelids would be present as well as eyeballs. 'This can't be! I must have imagined,' I resoned with myself as I slowly lifted my left eyelid, but my logical thinking was once again mentally slapped as realization seeped into my brain. 'She has NO EYES!! Wait! That's why she fainted! She didn't see my hands in the first place and thought it was something coming at her! Well that makes since,' understanding taking over my shock. "What happened to you?" I whispered softly, sadness and pity for the young girl showing on my face. As I stopped shaking with fear, I knelt back down next to her and looked at her face more closely. Her face was kind of thin with well-defined cheekbones peaking from her calm face. Eyes slowly making their way down, they met her mouth. Her lips were a little thin but not too much with a light purple tint to them, which seemed to claim most of my attention. 'I would give anything to see her smile,' I thought dreamily. As if to answer my thoughts, her lips slowly lifted into a sweet smile, followed by a cute yawn. Suddenly I began to panic, 'Is she waking up?!' I thought with fear. Her body began to shift on the bed as a hand reached up to smooth back her hair in her waking state. 'This is gonna be good.' I thought dryly as her movement became me awake.
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I slicked my fingers through my short black hair and scratched the scalp. I moved my fingers over my face as the last few hours flew through my head. "Oh god," I whispered as my fear returned. 'Where am I?! Where's Edward?! What was that sound from before?!' My thoughts filled with questions of what had happened earlier. That's when I noticed my shades were missing. "SHIT!" I squeaked, feeling the open sockets with delicate fingers. I removed my hands to my sides, feeling a soft bed underneath me. My hands roamed the soft sheeted surface of the bed as my left hand reached the edge of the bed quickly. 'Must be a twin sized bed,' I thought, as my hand that had found the edge started to move through the air, trying to find a wall or anything to indicate where the bed was positioned so that I wouldn't bump into anything if I had to get up and run. At first all I felt was air, then as I reached a little farther I suddenly felt leather at my fingertips. My hand slowly went over the slick surface and went upward to see where it ended. 'What is this? A couch or something? If it is, then why is it so close to the bed that if you got up without looking, you'd probably trip and break yer head open?!' I thought angrily, 'This person definitely doesn't know how to situate a room.' Suddenly my fingers left the leather, and felt a new texture. 'It feels like………SKIN!!' I thought as I snatched my hand back quickly and started shaking with horrendous fear again. "Who's there?!" I squeaked, panic making itself known in my quivering voice. Suddenly I heard movement, 'Someone's getting closer!' I thought with panic, my shaking becoming more violent.
"Please… Don't be scared," a man's voice whispered softly. It sounded familiar to me.
"Edward?" I asked, my voice still showing fear.
"Yes," his voice said softly again. 'What does he want?' I asked myself, fearful of the answer. "Please. Don't hurt me," I said, tears sounding in my voice.
"Shhhh," he cooed softly, "I wont hurt you…What's your name?" I didn't know what to say. 'He isn't going to hurt me? What does he want then?'
"Iris," I said softly, calming down slightly with the thought that he wasn't going to harm me.
"Oh ya. You said something about yer mother knowing my father?" Edward asked in a more normal voice but it showed a bit of fear in it. 'Why is he so damn afraid? I'm the one that should be afraid! Shouldn't I? …' Before I could finish my thought, Edward spoke again.
"Ma-may I ask you a-a question Iris?" he stuttered uneasily. 'Is he scared of…me? Why?' Confusion swarming my mind as my brow furrowed.
"I-I guess," I stuttered back. 'I'm so confused.'
"Where are your eyes?" His question caught me off guard. 'How should I put this? I'm made of dead-human parts and my inventor didn't finish me before she died. Oh ya, and she told me to come here to live with yer family! I don't think so! But how else do I explain my eyeless sockets?' my brow furrowed again, 'I guess the truth will just hav ta do. But I'll make sure to leave out the dead-human part.'
"Well, I'm not exactly human actually," I stated cautiously. Fallowing this confession, a gasp was heard coming from Edward. 'Yep. He's freaked out now.'
"What do you mean?" he asked, confusion and shock clearly visible. 'Here we go,' I thought with a pang of fear. 'What if thinks I'm a monster or something?' The thought of him screaming and running away didn't sound appealing at all, but I continued anyway.
"I was created by an inventor named Irena Night, but she died before she could place the eyes she made for me into my sockets. Before she died, however, she told me about an inventor named Edward who was a friend of hers I guess. She told me to come here to see him and live with him and his son, who is also named Edward, that being you." Edward didn't talk for a while, which was starting to scary me, but to my relief he finally said something.
"So your like me?" he asked, realization hitting home, while confusion hit mine. 'What is he talking about? Don't tell me I'm speakin to a mentally-challenged person!'
"No. I'm different. You weren't invented by a scientist of sorts. You were born," I said slowly, trying hard to make him understand. 'Why me? Why?'
"You don't understand," Edward said with a hint of excitement in his soft voice. "I was also made by an inventor! His name was also Edward!" This really sent me into shock. 'WHAT?!!' My brain suddenly stopped. 'How is that possible?!'
"You mean to tell me that you are also an man-made being?!" I asked in pure shock. 'This is getting even MORE confusin! I hate being confused!'
"Well… almost," he said with deep sadness.
"What do you mean 'almost'? Didn't yer father finish you yet?" I asked. I was still confused, that's fer sure, but this also intrigued me.
"One day he didn't wakeup… So now I'm left unfinished…like you," he said again in his very sad voice. 'I really feel bad for him!…Wait! What am I thinking?! That's what happened to me too! …But I still feel bad I guess.'
"You mean you live here all by yerself?" I asked soothingly, sitting up on my elbows from where I had been laying for the past… I don't know… two hours!
"Yes," he whispered softly. 'Poor dude! Man, now I fell like a total asshole! How could I think a sweet guy like Edward could be a murder?! Only me I guess…Wait. What's not finished of him?'
"Edward?" I asked, finding where he was and putting a reassuring hand on his leather-clad shoulder.
"Yes?" he said, still in his shy whispery voice.
"What's not finished?" I asked, squeezing his shoulder reassuringly. 'I don't want to force anything out of the poor guy.' To make it easier on him, I gave him a small smile, which seemed to help when his shy voice once again spoke.
"My hands. Their not human hands. They're more like scissor-like hands. Are you afraid of me?" Edwards voice seemed afraid and cracked a little at his question. 'Was I scared of him?' I thought quizzically, 'No.'
"Not anymore Edward. Sooooo… You were the one making the snipping sounds then?" I had realized that his hands could hav been that slashing sound that had made me pass out in fear.
"I do that when I'm afraid or nervous. I'm very sorry for scaring you before. I didn't know you couldn't…see," he stuttered, cautiously saying the word 'see' so as to not hurt my feelings. 'HOW SWEET!!' I thought as a sweet smile graced my face. I lightly put a hand to Edward's face, rubbing gently on his cheek. 'His skin is so soft,' I thought without realizing the tension in his face as I touched his cheek.
"What-what are you doing?" he breathed, leaning slightly into my touch. 'What am I doing?' I asked myself, 'Think Iris! Think!' I repeated to myself to find a quick answer to his question.
"I'm gonna try to see you. This is how I see. By touching," I said finally. 'Good save Iris.' He didn't say a word as my other hand met his face aswell, feeling the soft skin under my fingertips. My hands slowly roamed his face, getting a mind of their own as one traced his well-pronounced cheekbones, and as the other traced his ear and made it's way into his hair. It was thick and sticking straight up in untamable clumps. 'Well that's understandable since he can't really brush it,' I thought as I suddenly felt long thin bumps, 'Are those scars?' I decided to ask him, "Edward, why do you have scars on yer face?" concern straining my voice as I spoke.
"I cut myself sometimes," he answered again breathlessly. 'I think someone's enjoying himself,' I thought, stifling a laugh at the thought as I noticed where my hand had gone now. I caught it sliding down the bridge of his nose and started tracing his thin lips. I quickly took my fingers away from his lips and placed them on his cheek again. 'Bad Iris! Bad! You barely no the guy and yer already leading him on!' I cursed myself as I found his closed eyelids. I began to get overwhelmingly sad. 'Edward is so lucky to have eyes. He could wake up every morning with the sun his eyes, while I wakeup to the grim darkness.' I returned my hands back in my lap and started to sniffle and small sobs escaped my lips.
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Author's POV:
Edward opened his eyes to see a crying Iris. "What's the matter Iris?" he asked with great concern. 'Did I do something wrong?' he asked himself, feeling horrible to see Iris so sad. She lifted her head up in Edward's direction and stifled another sob as she spoke.
"It's not you Edward. It's just me," she said, trying to smile, but came out as a weak smile to asure him. 'I hate being sad! Why can't I ever be happy?!' Iris thought angrily, then her conscience spoke up, 'Because I have know reason to be happy.' Iris shook her head slightly in understanding, forgetting the very concerned Edward still staring at her. 'I want her to smile again. It lit up her face with a beautiful glow!' Edward thought dreamily as a small smile showed on his face. A smile that had never been shown for years until today. 'To bad she can't see me,' he thought sadly, but then realized something, 'Wait! That's a good thing! Now she wont run away because of what I look like!' his conscience reminded him happily. Edward was pushed out of his thoughts as he heard Iris sob again. Her head was bowed, her body shaking with each sob.
"Tell me what's the matter…Please?" he asked politely, with concern still strong in his voice. 'Please tell me Iris,' he pleaded in his head. She looked up at him again, 'I'd do anything to actually see his face,' she pleaded to the heavens, but know answer was given, again. Just by feeling his face she could tell that he was very hansom. She tried to keep the sobs and her sadness from showing in her voice as she spoke.
"Edward, what color are yer eyes?" Edward was caught off guard, once again that day, by her question. Realization and pity showed as he answered her simple question.
"They are dark brown, sometimes black," he said, not meaning to sound sad as he did. 'That's why she's sad! I wish she wouldn't be sad,' he wished thoughtfully as he added, 'At least she has hands. I would give anything to feel her soft hair and her pale skin without harming her in the process.'
"What 'bout yer hair?" Iris asked again. 'I want to make a mental picture in my head. At least I can see him that way.' Edward was catching on to what she was doing so he decided to give her as much detail that he could think of.
"I have black hair like yours. My skin is as pale as yours also. I'm wearing a leather suite my father made for my years ago so I wouldn't cut my body up," he finished describing himself as she nodded her head in thought.
"We hav more in common than what I thought," Iris stated with a sweet smile on her purple lips, sadness no longer in her voice. 'Somethin about him makes me smile. Why?' she asked herself in slight confusion with also happiness at this thought. She started to lift her blouse upward, which Edward definitely noticed. He started to panic, 'What is she doing?!' But his nerves calmed when he noticed a familiar material underneath the silk shirt.
"Why do you where that over your suite?" he asked blushingly, 'I thought I was gonna faint! She should really worn me before she does stuff like that.'
"I didn't want to look out of place when I strolled into Suburbia, did I? I get enough attention with my pale skin and eyeless-ness already!" Iris laughed at the sarcasm in that statement. Edward joined with a small laugh since he doesn't laugh much. 'I like her laugh,' he thought, a sweet smile plastered on his face. Edward then remembered the situation at hand.
"Are you ok now? Do you need anything?" he asked with slight concern. 'He's such a gentleman,' Iris thought happily, 'A point for the dead guy.'
"I'm good. I think I can get up now," she said as she sat up, swinging her legs over the side, her feet touching the cold wood floor. Edward got up and backed away slightly so she could stand. He watched her with curious eyes as she lifted herself from the bed in a standing position. Iris wobbled a little but other than that, she was fine. She perked up her ears, listening for any sound that may be far or near her position, but the only sound was Edwards nervous breathing and the snipping of his blades. "Are you nervous of me Edward?" Iris asked in an innocent voice, a laugh being stifled with a little cough.
"A-a little," he said honestly, which made Iris smile wider. 'Poor guy.'
"Well, don't be. I wont hurt me, as you said you wouldn't hurt me," Iris said, innocents still in her musically smooth voice. 'I bet she's a beautiful singer,' he thought dreamily and quickly shook his head. 'I got to stop thinking thoughts like that.' "So is it ok?" Iris suddenly asked, making Edward come back to the present.
"What?" he asked, a little confused by her question.
"Bout me stayin here for a while?" she reminded him. At first he looked a little taken a back but quickly understood. He shook his head quickly.
"Of course you can stay here! Let my show you the guest room!" Edward said excitedly. He was syked that she still wanted to stay even after what happened earlier. He walked across the room, turning his head to see Iris following him, so he kept going as he exited the attic and made his way to the guest room across from his. Iris followed his soft footsteps as they made there way into another room across from his. The air in the room was warmer compared to the attic but was still a little chilly. Edward's footsteps suddenly stopped and he turned back to her, seeing a confused expression on her face. "This will be your room! It's not as big as the attic but it is still pretty big. I hope it's ok?" he said as she moved to a wall and started to memories it.
"It's perfect Edward. Thank you," she smiled, leaving the wall and moving toward where his voice came from. She could here his nervous breathing and snipping as she got closer to him until she was a foot away. She quickly rapped her arms around him, giving him a loving hug as she said, "Thank you for being a good friend Edward." At first Edward hesitated but slowly rapped his arms about her waist to return her hug. A flashback suddenly popped into his mind…
FlashbackKim walked torward him, sadness appearing in her eyes as she approached him. "Hold me," she said with only sadness that made Edward want to cry. He started to, but remembered his sharp scissors and bit his bottom lip in depression
"I can't" he said quietly as he turned from her, hiding the grief in his eyes. He walked to a corner where a window was conveniently put and looked out it. As he stared out into the night and the twinkling colors of the Christmas lights on the homes, Kim walked toward him and stood in front of him, her eyes holding the same grief Edward's were. She quickly took his arms and pulled them apart. She moved between them and rapped them around her waist as she also rapped her own around his shoulders. Edward was a little shocked, but quickly pulled her closer to him as he laid his head in hers. That was the most perfect moment he had ever felt since his father's death.
End of FlashbackAfter the memory was over, he felt the same sensation as he held Iris in his arms. Iris and Edward stepped back from their hug after a few seconds and smiled at each other in contentment. Edward realized what time it was and knew he should give her privacy so she could tend to examining her room. "I'll go now so you can get some rest," he said with a slight bow, walking quickly to the door. Before he opened it, he turned one last time to see Iris turned to him. "I'll come by later to see how you are," he said softly with a smile, then exited the room, closing the door behind him. Iris suddenly remembered her plans with Kim and came up with an idea. 'Lucky for me Kim was smart enough to give me a cell phone and her number for emergencies,' she thought happily as she dialed the number, which luckily was written in brail. The dial tone was all she heard until a female voice came on the other end.
"Hello?" Kim asked. Kim was lying on her bed watching reruns when her cell started to go off. She grumbled under her breathe with frustration as she grabbed it off the side table. 'Who could be calling me at 9:00 at night?' Her question was quickly answered.
"Hey Kim! It's me Iris! Is too late to get together?" Iris asked on the other end. Kim could tell Iris was excited by her giddy tone and she started to giggle as well and forgot all about Edward being in the house with Iris.
"Of course it's not too late! What do ya wanna do? Oh!! I have the perfect idea! We can double date to a café not too far from here! Do think you can find a guy by 10:00, or do you want me to find you a date?" Kim asked with excitement that equaled Iris's. Iris was astonished, 'Is she psychic or somethin?! That's exactly what I was gonna to suggest! Oh well.'
"That's a great idea! And no. I can find my own guy thank you very much," Iris said with mock cockiness.
"Someone sounds cocky! Ok, meet me at the base of the hill… er, mountain… what ever it is, at 9:55, k?" Kim said with a loud laugh. 'I doubt she can find I guy in that short of time, but I wont judge her, yet.'
"Ha! Ok! See ya then!" Iris hung up after Kim said bye, and she started jumping up and down excitedly. "This is gonna be soo fun! I can't wait to see the look on her face when she sees Edward!" but Iris quickly clamped a hand on her mouth, laughing in it as she tried to calm herself down. She then started to memories her room, which was quite hard with mischievous thoughts going through her mind. 'Edward my boy! Get ready! Cause after I'm done with you, you'll be a completely different Edward! Not that he's all that bad now!' she thought excitedly, her giggles coming back at fool force as she went through drawers of a dresser she found in a corner. She pulled out a pair of scissors and a comb, another mischievous grin forming on her face as she thought about things to do to him.
I 'ope ye all liked this one! Yes, I know, all they pretty much did was talk,
talk, and move to another room. But it's been a long time since Edward and Iris
spoke to any one so this make up fer those long isolated years! I haven't decided on
if I should give Edward a hair cut or just comb it so it's at least not standing strait up. Don't
get me wrong though! He looks very cute with his own hairstyle, but I think a new dew is in order,
don't you? So give me ideas on hairstyles of it's not too much to ask! Also, if any of ye want ta make
a suggestion on what restraunt ye want them to go to, I'd be much obliged! Anyhoo, like me said before,
I wont update unless I get more than 1 reply! That's not too much ta ask is it? PLEASE REVIEW!!
You guys ROCK!!
Rachel
