The young fox certainly was aware of the way that every muscle on her boyfriend's frame seemed to be pulled taut as she spoke. She could see out of the corner of her eye the way that he clenched and unclenched his hand on the armrest as though he was willing himself to not shift and rip apart something. The girl was sure that it was anger directed at her, because who else could it possibly be directed at? Her mind couldn't fathom that it might be directed at Beck, or that any of the things that happened to her might not have been her fault. She'd been told for years that it was all her. She was worthless, pathetic, disgusting. How could anyone love her? Finding Kato had been a surprise. Kato seemed to love her, to tell her she was beautiful, to smile and laugh and treasure her. Truly, Edie couldn't believe it. She half expected everything to change one day, for it to all have been a clever trick meant to trap her all over again.

Still, she continued her tale, the girl positively trembling as she spoke. She was so aware of his anger, even if she was sure it was directed at her. She couldn't possibly fathom that it might be directed at Beck. She wasn't sure what she wanted. Part of her wanted to turn back around and bolt right back into Sacrosanct. Into the safety that she'd found in the city and her pack, and hide herself in the identity that she had created for herself there. But it was such an illusion, and she knew it. She knew that she'd left a part of herself back in England, and that she would never be able to move on until she faced that. "I want to go," She said finally, looking over at him. "I need to..." She trailed off, moving so carefully within that seat to pull her knees up to her chest as she seemed to curl inward on herself. She seemed so lost in the memories of what Beck had done to her.

"I make him sound so awful," Edie murmured as she leaned her chin on her knees. She let out a breath. "There were times when he was... sweet. There were times when I was happy. When I would willingly kiss him and join him in bed and even have sex with him. But... more often than not... It was all just forced on me, most of the time." She whispered the words, the girl entirely unable to think of all those times when he'd forced himself on top of her - inside of her - as rape. Sure, she had so often screamed no at the top of her lungs as he'd held her down, or tried to fight him off of her. But she belonged to him. That's what her parents and the pack told her. She was Beck's. It was her job to make sure he was happy. What he had done to her couldn't possibly have been rape, right? "I shouldn't have fought him when he wanted me. I should have just..."

Her voice trailed off as he spoke, bringing the girl back to their own relationship. She let out a breath as she nodded. "Yeah," She said quietly. "But you're not like him at all." Of that, the girl remained entirely positive. Kato was nothing like Beck. The love she held for Kato was genuine, and she knew that he loved her in return. She jumped slightly at the way he cursed suddenly, her mind taking several moments to connect it to the turbulence that she had barely noticed. She reached out then, gently stroking her hand on his shoulder in a pathetic effort to soothe him. But her touch recoiled almost instantly when he looked at her with that narrowed gaze. "I..." She started, wincing at his words. "I'm sorry... I... Please don't be mad..." She was positive that he would be angry with her, that the narrowed gaze was entirely because of some fault of hers. She could hear the way that he tried to calm himself, and she wrapped her arms even tighter around himself once again. She heard the words he offered her, though the girl could hardly force herself to believe those words. "I know you wouldn't," She said finally. "I wouldn't be here if I thought you would."

She glanced over at him as he cursed and grumbled at the armrest, the girl clearly confused before she found herself pulled so tight to his side. The girl seemed to melt into his side, her eyes closing as he spoke to her. "I need to confront him... I need to..." She whispered, her body pressing so close against his as though she couldn't get close enough to him. The feeling of his lips on her hair forced that smile to her lips once more as he spoke those lyrics that seemed to soothe her so greatly. "I love you too, Kato. I love you so much." She tilted her head up to look at him. "I should have told you sooner, but I just... I wanted to... but I wanted to forget it so bad. I wanted to pretend it never happened but I can't. I still have those nightmares. I'm still afraid."