Sweeney's POV
I could hardly believe that Lucy was alive. All I was able to do was stare into her deep blue eyes wanting to say so many things but not being able to, just as i was about to tell her that I've never stopped loving her all these years. Something changed.
Lucy's eyes went form being gentle and caring to having a crazed look in them, I was so confused what was going on. "Lucy?" I softly called slowly reaching out to touch her shoulder comfortingly, "sign of the devil, sign of the devil!" "Witch,witch!" "Smoke and evil smell" "mischief!mischief!" She suddenly shouted jumping away into a corner muttering madly.
Panicking my eyes darted around the shop looking for a rag and the bottle of chloroform which I liked to keep at hand in the barber shop. With trembling hands I poured out some of the potent liquid on to the rag and crept towards Lucy, I hated myself for what I was about to do but I could not get caught and she was just making too much noise. Her scream was muffled under my hand and the rag, after a few moments she went limp in my arms, I carefully carried her to the chest in the corner of my shop and laid her on top of it.
After making sure Lucy was restrained but still comfortable I took one last lingering glance at her and walked out the shop to find miss Lovett.
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Sorry if this has any mistakes I wrote this while very sick and tired, I will start on the next part as soon as possible
Thank you all for taking the time to read this :)
