I'll still hold you

PART 1

A/N: Hi again! So this is my first Edward Scissorhands and I pray that this will be good, I wanna be a good fanfic writer that I can be ; ). This story will mostly be around Kim, but Edward is included mostly too; I guess he'll be mostly the ........... 2nd main character I would say? SOOO, without further ado * drumrolling* here we are!!

       Kim still misses Edward. There's no denying that.
Even through everything that occurred in the past years, even when she now has a family, she always misses him.

      Kim slammed the door to her house, darted off her patio, and out on the sidewalk, away from her house. Her latest state of mind still present in her head. She had just been in another heated argument with her husband. Again. She angrily pushed the strands of her strawberry blonde hair back out of her face.

      Things have been strangely tense with him and her for a while now, and Kim couldn't understand why. They would sometimes fight over such simple and stupid things. Like what they were going to eat, where they would go on their days off, and who their daughter could be friends with.

      Oh....her poor daughter....her child....her baby. She hated to involve her in any of their arguments; she was too young to be put through any of it.

    'Wait...', she paused in thought while walking, 'She shouldn't be put through any of this at all!' She huffed in annoyance and kept walking, a little faster this time. Their daughter had walked in a few times during their fights; sometimes she cried, sometimes she would scream, and sometimes she would just scrunch her face in annoyance and anger and just stomp off to her room.

       Kim tried so hard not to start an argument when their daughter was home and not at school. But the slightest things set her off for some odd reason and sends her into full-on fighting mode. And it would be at anytime during the day; she could only imagine how hard it is for her daughter to hear all of that.

       And whenever she got too deep into their arguments, she would just give up and leave; walk right out the door and go somewhere. Anywhere.
Sometimes she would be out all night because she would be so frustrated that she could not face him another moment of the day. She would just walk around somewhere to clear her head; sometimes she would go to a friends house, and sometimes back to her parents' and little brother's house, other times it was just somewhere, and she wouldn't even tell them when she'd be back. She felt absolutely horrible for it.

     'Great. A terrible mother and a terrible wife', she thought glumly.

     Kim realized that she had walked so far and so fast that she had walked to the edge of the back of town. 'Odd', she thought, she never went this far back. Not since...

'Edward.'

       Oh, Edward. The thought of him only upset her more, she felt tears stinging the edge of her eyes. She missed him so much to this day.

      It had been 8 years since the night she last saw him, the night she kissed him, the night she told him she loved him. Kim had not been up there since; everyone thought he was dead, that he and Jim had killed each other. Those were her exact words. And only she knew the real truth, maybe she was the only one that was going to know. Because if anyone found out what was the real case, they would kill him; and if she went up there to see him, she would risk being seen, and others would get suspicious, and the last thing she wanted to do was risk Edwards safety. But there was another reason, too.

       Kim knew she was growing up even more now, she wasn't 18 anymore. She had been to college, and there she met her now husband; things were different then, they had been a carefree, loving, and caring couple. It wasn't until after their marriage and their daughter's 5th birthday when they had begun to change. Kim now had a life of her own, one that took an ever so small bit of a toll on her. Edward only remembered the 18 year old Kim. And although she hated admitting it, she knew she wasn't going to be that Kim forever, she knew she had to grow up and could not act like a child anymore. And that's exactly what she had done.