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Chapter 5:
The honking of a car horn woke her up. Startled, she gently lifted herself off of Edward, who was keeping his eyes on her ever since she fell asleep. After all, it wasn't like he needed to sleep.
The morning sun peaked through the foggy windows. The sun certainly did not do justice to Edward's beauty. It gave him a ghastly pallor, especially in contrast to his hair and eyes. How would he walk on the streets of New York? Certainly he would turn quite a few heads. But no matter, they'd figure something out.
She grabbed her bag with her belongings and Edward's letter inside and slowly walked down the aisle. She stepped on a beer can and fell backwards. She was caught gracefully of course. It felt nice to have someone look after her, always be there to catch her when she fell and watch over her. Sort of like a guardian angel.
The bus driver mumbled a few profanities in her direction as she stepped off the bus, but the crude words were followed by a stare from Edward in his direction and then silence. The driver was probably still a little drunk. Whatever would happen afterwards didn't matter to her at the moment, at least she and Edward got to New York safely. Maybe their luck was changing…
As the bus drove away from view, she got a chance to see the city. It never ceased to amaze her. The skyscrapers, the theaters, the glimmering lights at seven AM in the morning, all filled her with an indescribable joy. There were hardly any people on the streets, except for a few panhandlers and homeless. Well, if they were going to find this Jonathon Price, they had to ask someone for directions, right? Even if they were beggars. Besides, she had guy with lethal weapons for hands protecting her. They were safe.
She grabbed Edward's arm and they both walked towards a homeless man sitting in front of an out of business store. The man was an unfortunate sight, really. From his old age, poor health and oversized beat up clothes, the man made Kim suddenly lose a little bit of her joyful mood. She carefully took some money out of her bag and placed it in the near-empty coffee can squished in the man's hand. The sound of coins falling against tin woke the man up. He jumped at the sight of Edward towering over him, his shears sparkling and drawing even more attention to themselves.
"It's alright. He's with me. We won't hurt you, we promise."
"Thank you…thank you so much for your charity…"
"Can you help us? We're new here. We're looking for a man named Jonathon Price…here's his address…" she held the envelope in front of him.
The man suddenly grabbed the envelope out of Kim's hands.
"Hey!"
The man held up a wrinkly hand as if to shush her.
"Oh, I'm afraid he doesn't live there anymore. Unfortunately, I know him quite well."
"You know him?" Edward suddenly said, surprising even himself.
"Yes, he usually hangs around that alleyway right there, across the street, actually. Poor man, he was so…successful. Then some heartless bastard ruined his life. The poor man…he lost everything…his home, his belongings, his lady love…"
Kim felt her heart break in pieces. Jonathon Price was a homeless. How could he help anyone now? He couldn't even help himself! What were they going to do now?
But Edward didn't seem to think so.
"Is that him?" He pointed across the street to a man standing near a garbage can.
The homeless man nodded slowly as a tear escaped his tired eye.
"Thank you".
Without any warning, Edward ran across the street, luckily missing a car or two. Kim hesitantly followed, hoping this wouldn't turn out badly.
The man across the street looked even worse than the first one. His gray hair was a mess; his blue eyes as frozen and lifeless as a block of ice. It was as if you could feel his disappointment, his anger, his sadness, just by merely looking upon him.
The man finally raised his head to look upon Edward standing over him. He didn't jump, or cower in fear; he just stared as if pondering about something. He looked just like Edward's creator, only older and less proper-looking. The two men kept eye contact for an eternity before Kim handed the man the envelope.
"Are you…are you Jonathon Price?" she asked quietly.
"No one has called me by that name for a long time, but yes, I was once known as Jonathon Price…"
The man slowly took out the letter and read it thoroughly. He looked up after a few minutes and said, with tears like waterfalls rushing down his cheeks:
"You're him, aren't you? You're…Edward".
Edward slowly nodded.
"How is he...my brother…how is he? Why isn't he here with you?"
No response.
"Please tell me. I need to know of his well-being."
Still no answer.
"Oh no. He isn't. He isn't…dead…is he?"
Edward only lowered his head.
"He's asleep. And he'll never wake up." He finally said.
The man suddenly got up, and started walking away.
"Hey! Wait!" Kim followed him.
"I'm sorry. I don't know why you came to me. I can't help you and you've only succeeded in making me feel even worse about myself…please, leave me…"
"You have to listen-"
"No, you listen. I have no money to spare, no home to share-"
"But we do. See?" She held up the money from the letter and placed it into his hand. He refused it.
"Listen. Keep the money for yourself. Use it for now, and get a job, make money. Forget about me. I've nothing to give you."
"Yes, you do. You're the only one who can help him…"
"Help him with what?"
"You know…his hands…"
"You think I can give him hands?"
"Can you?"
"…I don't know…I probably could, but that costs money, and I need a private place to perform a surgery like that…"
"Please. We'll get everything, but we need your help."
"Alright. I'll try. Now please leave me, I have to grieve."
She turned around and grabbed Edward.
"Where are we going?" he asked.
"To get a job." She answered.
"We're going to get a job?"
"We're going to try".
Okay, not a very cuddly-cute chapter. This one's more about plot. But don't worry! If you keep on reading this fanfic, I promise there will be a lot more fluffy scenes. And when I say fluffy, I mean FLUFFY. Trust me, it'll get better. There's a lot more plot coming up. Just keep on reviewing, please!