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Chapter 11:

Kim walked into a stage of almost complete darkness. Deep down, she had a really bad feeling about all this. Couldn't this wait until tomorrow? It was only a necklace, one that she had since she was a young child, that reminded her of home. She didn't even want it back! So why was she here? And where was Leon?

She tried to get any crazy thoughts out of her head. It was Leon. He was always acting…well, a bit strange around her. He was just trying to be nice. He was just trying to be nice…

She felt something warm on her wrist suddenly.

"Kim…oh, Kim…"

She felt her body being pulled in, reeled in, like a fish on a hook. Her back was touching a wall, and wherever she was now, she felt squished in and uncomfortable. What made it worse was some kind of warm object being pressed down on her. Or maybe it wasn't an object…

She heard a click and a light blinded her for a few seconds. She looked around her surroundings. A light bulb hanging off of the ceiling, messy shelves of cleaning supplies, different set materials. A storage closet. But what she had feared most was right in front of her. There was Leon.

With a smile he leaned over her, and kissed her lips, staying that way for minutes. She wanted so badly to wail her arms, to push him away, leave him like she was supposed to. But her arms stayed at her side. She didn't get it. Why was she letting him do this?

He pulled away suddenly.

"I almost forgot", he said. Kim's little heart-shaped necklace almost magically appeared between his fingers, and he fell over her, trying to clasp it on her neck.

"What are you doing?" She finally said, amazed it took her that long.

"Isn't it obvious? Kim, I love you."

"You…you don't know what you're talking about, now let me-"

"Oh, don't I? Ever since I laid my eyes on you, I've been a different man. I felt a feeling that warmed my heart while making me shiver on the outside. I…I can't stop thinking of you. Everything reminds me of you. Every minute…every little second of my shallow life I'm dreaming of running my fingers through your hair, touching your porcelain face. I used to be a playboy, I thought that by being around beautiful women all the time I'd compensate for my lack of romantic feelings…but with you, I never want to look at another woman. It would be cruel for you to just come here out of the blue…and then leave me in the cold. So please, don't do that."

She felt her body shiver. She was at a true loss for words.

Edward had finally arrived. Pushing on the stage door and making his way in, he noted that the place had no light. Luckily, as many people were not aware, he was created with perfect night vision. So, movement was simple.

But where was Kim? He was hoping Jonathon was wrong about Leon trying to steal her away. But even if he did, Kim would stay loyal. Kim would resist. He knew that in his heart, for sure, but with the dark surrounding and no one in sight, his brain sent out a different message.

He suddenly heard something that stabbed him straight in the heart worse than any of his blades could.

"Kim, forget him. Don't feel obligated to help him. He's an unfortunate man, I'll admit, but he'll find someone else. He can't offer you anything but stress. Stay with him, and you'll be miserable. You'll always have to take care of him, watch out for him. Do you really want to do that? You're so young…so beautiful…don't waste your life…you'll regret it every day for the rest of your life…"

"I…I…" Edward heard Kim trying to speak. But why wasn't she saying anything? She just stood there, silent. Silent.

He couldn't take this. Any of it. The hurt bubbled up inside, making him lean on the wall next to him to keep from falling. The pain was so strong. It was a fire, destroying everything inside of him.

He raised a blade to his face, and sliced his entire cheek down the middle. He didn't blink from the stinging pain. He felt the blood drip down his face. It must have been what tears felt like. He would have a huge scar from this, no doubt, but he didn't care. Whether he had a million scars or none, Kim had betrayed him, plain and simple. He wanted to cut up every part of himself, with these…these things. These metal talons that made him a monster and kept everyone away. These knives that pierced every heart and marred every judgment. These mutant hands that destroyed him mentally would also destroy him physically.

"I…I…" Kim tried to speak but Leon placed his mouth on hers, preventing her from doing so.

His words had hurt her. How could someone, who seemed so nice, say something so cruel?

But she didn't break away. She just stood there, letting him do what he wanted. She was convinced he was too strong to push away…but was he? Or was she actually alright with all of this? Her emotions were flying in all directions inside her, making her feel dazed. What was she doing?

Suddenly, she heard a rather loud snipping noise. Edward.

Edward. He had come to protect her.

It was then she realized Leon was completely wrong, about everything. She didn't watch out for Edward, he watched out for her. Edward never intentionally hurt her. He never forced her to do anything she didn't want to do. No matter how much love Leon felt for her, Edward's love doubled in amount. And she now realized, so did hers for him.

"I…can't" she whispered, pulling away.

"What?"

"I…can't…I can't…love you. I'm sorry."

"Kim, please-"

"No. I can't love you. Please, let go of me. You're hurting me."

"Kim, you can't be serious. You can't be-"

"I am serious. Let me go, and please don't try to do this again."

"No. I'm keeping you right here until you think about this. Think real hard."

"NO! LET ME OUT OF HERE!" she started shaking the old doorknob, praying it would unlock somehow. It did. But she couldn't leave. Leon pinned her down to the wall.

"Kim, I refuse to lose you to him. Don't you get it? He'll never be able to hold you! I will! I am, see? You know I'm right!"

She shook herself out of his grip and started to make a run for it, in the darkness. But she felt his hand on her wrist, pulling her back in.

"Kim-" he was stopped suddenly. A cool, shiny object was holding his hand down, preventing it from moving.

Kim saw it too. It was the only thing she could see. Two long shears kept Leon's hand in the middle, one snip would cause him to need fake hands as well.

"Edward…" she said softly, gently pulling her hand out of Leon's fist and tumbling to the floor.

"Ah, just the bastard I was expecting!" Leon said, with a laugh, and suddenly, the shears disappeared from Kim's view.

She heard snips and punches, and she frantically searched for a light switch. She needed to find it, or else they'd both be dead.

She felt around the wall, looking for anything that stuck out. She finally felt something plastic between her fingers. She pushed it down, praying to God it was what she was looking for.

Only the red lights turned on. Close enough.

Leon was on the floor, with Edward standing over him. A shear was pointed at Leon's neck, inches away from it. Both men were beat up, blood everywhere. The shear was moving closer.

"EDWARD! NO!" she leapt on top of him, pushing them both on the floor.

"Oh, you will regret this. I'm calling the police" Leon said, getting up.

"No, I don't think you are. Look." She held out her wrists. There were bruises on them. Bruises from his fingerprints.

"If you want to, go ahead. But you started this, Leon. I'm sure there are surveillance cameras around here. What are you going to say when there's evidence of you assaulting me? Just forget about this. I'll call an ambulance for you, but I strongly advise you to forget about this. We're even."

"Alright…I will. But only because I love you, Kim. Just remember that. I always will, but one day, when you come to your senses and give me a chance, my love will come less sweet and more bitter. Think about that…whenever you're with that…that monster."

"Come on, Edward, let's leave-" she stopped what she was saying.

He was already gone.

"Go, leave me. I'll call for my own ambulance."

She did. Running out of the theater, underneath the lavender sunset sky, she looked around her. He wasn't anywhere in sight. She suddenly felt something wet under her shoe. Blood. She looked down. There was a trail of blood going around the curb. Biting her nails, she followed it.

She finally saw Edward, walking slowly, as if he'd fall and die any minute. People walking past him tried to stop him and get him some help, but he just held up his hands and they walked away as quickly as possible. The whole scene broke Kim's heart.
"Edward!" she called out. But he didn't turn around. She followed him, all the way into Central Park. She watched him sit on a bench, lowering his head in woe, and when she sat down to join him, he walked away.

"Edward?"

"Don't" he said, looking straight at her. She gasped when she had seen his face. Now, she could clearly see a long red dripping line down his face, along with a couple of more gashes.

"Let me help you-"

"No. He was right…I am…"

"You're…you're what?"

"A monster."

"No! You're not! Don't say that!"

"I almost killed him…"

"You were protecting me…"

"I don't belong with you."

"What do you mean? Yes, you do!"

"LOOK AT ME!"

Kim jumped back. She had never heard him yell before.

"I'm not human! You were meant to be with him, I wasn't even supposed to exist! I'm a freak! You know it!"

She reached up and kissed him. He tried to pull away, but she wouldn't let him. She wouldn't let him leave her again.

She was losing her balance. What made it worse was that they were standing near a water fountain.

"Oh no."

They suddenly, with a huge splash, fell in. Still in each others' arms, they were wrapped around a vortex of blue light, away from all the noise of the world.

Edward had never been under water before. It was a bizarre feeling.

When Kim pulled him and herself up for air, he felt at peace again.

"HEY! GET OUT OF THERE!" someone yelled at them.

"What do you think you're doing? Get out! Crazy teenagers! There are clubs for delinquents like you! Out! NOW!"

Edward and Kim just looked at each other and laughed. Kim never heard him laugh before, either. But she was glad. It was as if everything was fine again.

She carefully helped him out and they walked back over to the bench. Kim ripped off a bit of her shirt and wiped off the wetness on his face. The water washed away most of the blood, luckily.

They had stayed there for a while, just looking into each others' eyes, not saying anything.

Kim finally spoke.

"Edward, um, how did you know…I'd need you?"

"I didn't."

"Oh. Then why…?"

He felt his pocket. The ring was still there.

He got up. Kim got up too, thinking he was going to leave again.

But instead, he knelt down. He slowly reached in his pocket, carefully holding the velvet box between two of his shears.

He placed it in her hand.

"Could…could you open it?"

She did. She gasped at the beautiful gem inside.

"Edward?"

"Kim…will you marry me?"

She felt the words spin around her, choking the air out of her. It was getting hard to breathe. She began to fall, but Edward caught her.

"…yes."

OOH! Isn't it cute?

By the way, I made a banner on my site featuring Edward Scissorhands. He's right in between Quasimodo and the Phantom of the Opera. What do they all have in common? Well, they all suffer from some kind of scars or disabilities or deformities and whatnot, and they get left by the women they love mainly because of that. Oh, and I've seen the actors playing them in leather pants at least once …but that's not really relevant.

Um, I'm going to go to Paris in a few days for about a week, so that's why I won't be updating. But, if I get enough comments, I'll update as soon as I get back! And here's a spoiler-there'll be a catfight! Oh, what now?

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