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

Trouble

Eleanor had fallen asleep on Sweeney's lap with her head on his shoulder, after Sweeney had noticed she was asleep and that his shirt was a little wet because she had been crying in silence without him knowing. He picked her up and went to her bedroom, he laid her there on her bed gently and hold her torso up a bit so he could take her corset off so she would be more comfortable.

After the corset was off ge pulled her sheet over her and watched her for a while before he left her room silently.

*

It was morning Sweeney was laying on the settee in the parlor but hadn't slept. He cursed himself all night long. He wanted to talk to Eleanor and this time without it going the wrong way or without anyone interrupting. He heard her door open and straightened when she came out of her bedroom. She saw him but she didn't speak she went straight to the shop. He immediately walked after her, damn woman could walk quick he thougt. He came into the shop after her and saw she was already taking pots and pans from the the cupboard. Sweeney thought where did she get all that energy, she turned around with a deep sigh and with a loud tuf of her pot on the counter "What is it Sweeney?" She asked putting her hands on her waist.

The dark circles under her eyes were even darker, after Sweeney had put her to bed she had been crying and Sweeney had heard that from the parlor. He felt even more guilty because he didn't want her to feel obliged. "Eleanor last night-" He started only to be cur off by her.

"What? You didn't mean to do it Sweeney?" she cut him off and rolled her eyes.

"No I mean.. It was my intention, but I didn't want you to feel forced." He wasn't sure if he could explain it properly but he wanted to make things clear desperately.

"You can't force me Sweeney." She sighed loudly. To be honest what she said made Sweeney proud of her, even though he would never say that to her, no man scared her not even he a murderer. She was a strong woman, a fighter.

"Eleanor" He repeated again, lately he used her name so much, he never had talked her this much in his while life. Sweeney's head was full of questions.

"Yes" she sighed as she was toasting bread and didn't bother to look at him anymore it was as if the roles had been reversed. He was the one who suddenly felt the need to talk and she didn't even want to say a word.

"I just want you to know I don't want it forced or asks for it, let's just do it the way it should be. When you want it, when you are ready." He wasn't sure if he'd used the right words, but this was the most he could explain himself.

"This is not how it should be Sweeney, sex is an act of love." She hated that the love part was just from her side, it's was only coming from her, and he was standing here in front of her just asking about sex and talking about how they would do it. But even then she thought like that she loved him even though he broke her hard over and over again, and she saw change in him he considered her feelings her for the first time. She was being honest the opposite of him. Eleanor was always like that, she didn't hide anything and Sweeney did, he hided and bottled everything up.

Sweeney immediately looked around to see if Toby was nearby when she said sex and when he didn't see him he was at ease. "But you love me and I.. well I find you attractive." he said not too loud.

"Oh thank you, I'm so flattered" she gave a fake smile and rolled her eyes. But actually when she secretly thought about it, her cheeks turned a little shade of pink.

"You know what I mean don't get me wrong" he stood there at the counter, he didn't know why but it was as if he couldn't go.

"Don't worry I'm not stupid" She rolled her eyes again. "Are you going to stay here? She asked as if he was standing in the way. "Here" She handed a plate of toasted bread with jam and put a cup of tea next to it. He took it and went to the booth and sat down there much to Eleanor's surprise she thought he rather would go and brood upstairs, would do as if nothing had happened as usual but on the contrary he wanted to speak and stayed like he wanted to be close to her.