We could have a life, us two.. (Completed)

Nellie's Innocence

It was a day none other than the usual..

Sweeney sat in his barber chair thinking about what Nellie said, she was right she never said Lucy was dead, buth she never said she lived either for her own good. The way she said it he assumed Lucy was dead.. Poor Lucy, his beautiful wife what had she become.. A beggar.. Then suddenly that image they were face to face with Mr.s Lovett flashed before eyes. The moment when they were intensly starring in to each others eyes. "No sweeney forget it, she is a liar!" He shook his head and planned to open his shop today so he can clear his mind a bit and can plan a way to kill the judge.

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The day went by pretty smoothly he got is job done for today without cutting anyones throat. He didn't want to draw too much attention these days, now that the filthy beadle was dead, law would search for him. He wanted to go downstairs for a bottle of gin but didn't want to see Mrs. Lovett so he thought to go in the night when she and Toby was a sleep. He looked out the window where he could see Mrs. Lovett's costumers in the courtyard and her. She went from table to table giving a pie there, filling ale for someone else and talking with another customer all at the same time. How she got all that work done he would never understand.

Mrs. Lovett rushed through her evening shift "Mom its really busy tonight." Toby exclaimed when he whiped the tables. "Well that's good isn't, that's how we earn our money and how I can give you some pennies so you can buy some toffees." She said with a smile 'and keep my mind bussy at leats' she thought to herself.

"Oh really mom you're the best!" Toby hugged her, she ruffled his hair and gived him a peck on the cheek.

"Oi, madam where is my ale!" A customer shouted at her, a fat man with a dirty mustache and a bit hair on his head. He had been looking at her all night from head to toe and especially her cleavage. He had drunked a little to much for Nellie's liking. "It's coming she answered" Not being able to say anything inthe presence of other customers "And where is my second pie? It's been half an hour since I ordered it, can you work even slower." he shouted like enjoying to scold her.

"Bastard" She muttered under her breath, hoping the pie would get stuck in his throat.

"What did you say?" He got up and snatched her hand so that the pies fell from her tray making some customers gasp at what happened.

"What the.." Nellie trailed off,  took a deep breath, she picked the pies up and went back to the shop. She banged the tray hard on the counter in anger and took deep breaths to keep her self calm but couldn't stop the tears in her eyes, she hated this, hated that sometimes her customers treated her like a piece of dirt, she couldn't treat them badly because then she would get a bad reputation and she knows what it is like not to get customers she's been through very bad times, she couldn't afford to treat him like he deserved. "Fat bastard!" She hit her wrist on the counter, hoping Mr. Todd would ask the man to come for a shave.

Sweeney had watched it all happen from his window and returned to his barberchair in the hope someone would come in and take his mind of her.

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Laying in her bed sleeping after her evening rush Nellie woke up in the middle of the night hearing crashing and shattering of glass. "Bloody barber what have you broken now!" She muttered and got up to go and have a look. She walked through the hallway wearing only her nightgown. Coming in to the shop she lit a candle to have a better look of what was going on. When she stepped to the drawer that was when she saw in corner of her eye someone standing there what made her gasp for air dropping the matches she took. "Y-You.. how did you get in?" she spoke when she realized it was the dirty pig who mistreated her this evening. "Oh, come on Mrs. Lovett. I have been thinking all night about you, maybe next time be sure the door is locked." He said amused, looking her up and down while stepping closer.