Edward Scissorhands x Reader - REQUEST

He loved it. She was so pretty. And brave. 

"Edward, are you listening?" she asked softly. He nodded. "What was I saying?" 

He dropped his head. "I don't know."

"What were you thinking about?" She smiled. She leaned back against the gritty floor, and stared at the cold winter sky. 

"You're beautiful," he said bashfully. She turned to look at him. 

"Thanks." She kissed his cheek. That pleasant kiss that girls would give to only their best of friends. Her lips left a warm feeling on his scarred, cold face. He reached out to hold her and cut across her forehead. She flinched and blinked back tears. 

"I'm so sorry." He withdrew quickly. "I shouldn't have." 

She smiled, pointing to her older scars, most of which were fading. "It's alright. I've gotten used to it. Watch this." She hugged him from behind. "Simple solution. Now neither one of us gets all cut up."

"____________-" he started. 

"I have to go 'home', Edward," she said quickly. "It's getting late. I'll talk to you tomorrow, and I'll come back to my real home." She laughed a bit before rushing down the half-rotten steps. He watched her wipe the blood from her face as she walked down the hill.

"___________," he whispered. "I love you."

Every time he hurt her, he gave himself a worse injury as punishment. He sliced across his jawline, but the pain was barely present.

The next evening, he heard yelling. "You bitch, just stop! One day he's gonna hurt you." 

"As if you don't." ___________.

"Don't disobey me!" It was her boyfriend, from that first day. Edward heard a loud smack. He wanted to hurt that boy. 

"No thanks Dad!" she shouted. He followed her into the house, and upstairs. Edward stood in the shadows. 

"What, do you think that I'm gonna be the one to kill you?" the boy chuckled darkly. "As if." 

"He'd never do that!" __________ protested. "I swear." 

"Like I believe you," he sneered. He pushed her, and she ran into Edward. He didn't pull away fast enough. He pierced her wrist.

She pulled away and stumbled forward dizzily. "Edward...I'm sorry." 

"I told you!" her boyfriend shouted. "Look at what he's done now! That monster's gonna kill you." 

"He's not a monster!" _____________ screamed, holding her wrist tightly. "He's more of a man than you are. Why don't you go home and drink a couple bottles? Would that make you feel more like an individual?"

The boy drew back a fist and ____________ closed her eyes but Edward came to her rescue. He stood in front of her. "Please leave." 

The boy trembled but punched Edward in the jaw anyways. As he ran he shouted, "Keep her. I don't need her. She's gonna die anyways, murderer."

____________ lay slumped against the wall, the blood sticky and stiff now. "It's okay Edward. It was my fault. He's gone now. I'm okay, it's just a little bit of blood, see? You're not a murderer or a monster. I love you, remember that. Where did that cut come from, on your jaw?"

"It was an accident." He sat beside her watching as more blood seeped between her fingers. She wrapped her jacket sleeve around her wound. She looked into his eyes. 

"I love you," she said again, kissing him.

He jerked away from her. "I don't want to hurt you."

She looked hurt and she stood up quickly. "I'm going home. I'll be back in a few days." 

He didn't see her again for months.

One morning in January, he heard a soft laugh. "Girls are more fragile inside than out, Edward." 

He turned to see her, standing in the doorway. Same cuts and scars, same jagged rip in her arm, just now white, not red. She looked more tired. "I missed you," he said quietly.

"I missed you too," she muttered soberly. "I came to clear things up, I won't be staying. I loved you, still do, but you can't seem to think it's going to work, so I can't stay. I'm moving away now, I have no reason to stay here. I brought you something." She handed him a white rose and nodded. "Goodbye Edward." 

He stopped her. "I love you too."

She smiled sadly. "I wish I'd known sooner."

A taxi honked loudly. She kissed his cheek and nodded her quiet goodbye. She hopped in the cab and disappeared along with the sun. 

Edward decided he would wait patiently until she came home. He decided he would wait forever, if that's what it took.