Can A Demon Be a Father?

Chapter 19

(Johanna's POV)

"Sengior you've got an appointment' said Toby as he came into the shop and looked around.

I tried to remain calm as my dad pour his cup of tea and then put the kettle back onto the stove.

"Sengior Perelli's been called away..better run after him' said my dad not even looking at Toby.

"No sir..I should stay here..or itll be a lashing, he's a great one for the lashings" said toby as he walked backwards and sat on the trunk where Dad put Perelli.

I could feel my father tense up as we both saw Perellis fingers sticking out and moving. How Toby didnt manage to see them was nothing short of a miracle.

To calm my nerves Dad finally spoke up to clear the air.

"So, Mrs. Lovett gave you a pie did she?' he asked Toby.

Toby nodded, "She's a real lady."

"That she is' Dad said making me smile a little.

"..But..If I know a growing boy, there's still room for more pie?" Dad said getting Toby off of the trunk.

"Yes sir.'

"Why don't you wait for your master down stairs, there'll be another pie for you im sure' Dad said doing his best to be as nice as possible.

"No..I should stay here" Toby said.

I could see that dad was getting frustrated and I was honestly worried that he was going to yell at the poor boy.

"...Tell you what, why don't you tell Mrs. Lovett that I said to give you a nice big tot of gin.'

As soon as my Dad said that, Toby's face lit up!

"Thank you sir!" He cried before quickly running back downstairs.

Shutting the door to the shop, Dad turned back twards me and handed me his tea cup.

"..What are you going to do Dad?' I asked.

He didnt answer me, he just walked over to the trunk and opened the lid.

Perelli leaned over the edge and gasped for air.

I stood there in shock as I watched what my father did next.

He took out one of his razors, opend it, and used it to slit Perellis throat!

I nealry gagged as he made disgusting gurgling noises as the blood squirted out.

He shook uncontrollably as Dad continued to slice and grab a fistful of his hair.

I coverd my hand and looked away as Dad lowerd his body back into the trunk.

"Im sorry you had to see that Lamb, but the Bastard had it coming.'

I just nodded and watched as Dad cleaned the blood off of his razor with a rag. His white sleeve was stained with blood as well.

"Daddy..I dont want anyone to recognize me like that again...I know you were against this but...please can I change my hair?" I asked sitting on his bed.

Dad sighed and turned away from me.

"If it means that much to you lamb..you may. But only when that friend of yours comes back he may do your hair for you.'

I smield but continued to look down at my feet.

So many emotions were running through my mind.

I was scared, angry, sad, and worried.

My dad had just killed someone for god sakes. Who's to say that he wouldn't harm any of us?

But I didnt have time to dwell on it to long because the next thing I knew, Mrs. Lovett walked into the shop. And I knew the two of us had alot of explaining to do.