Sweeney To Nellie: I Love You

Wow…I get bored in school and think of these ideas for fan fiction. LoL. And from me you have another sweenett. But not the usual…this one has a different twist…Review and I'll add more! This starts out as his p.o.v., but it changes later, it will just be the narrator talking…or, typing I should say haha. Please review!

Sweeney's P.O.V.

It was a cold nigh' in December of 1746 in London. I sat, sick with a bad cold, at 186 Fleet Street in me room, keeping quiet all to meself. I just stared out the window…thinking of wha' 'as been, wha' could 'ave been, and most of all, wha' 'ad been…Lucy…she's gone…forever…I know tha' thinkin' 'bout her won't make her come back, but I jus' can't simply forget her…

The look on her face when I was taken away by the pathetic judge…-sigh- and Johanna…if only I could 'ave me life back.

I don't even talk much anymore…I don't see a point to talk…no need to speak. Me mind's to busy 'alf the time. Instead, I just waste me days and life in deep thought and deep regret, but most of all- sorrow.

I never was one to jus' let things go. I was usually more caring and persistent when it came to most things. But, they years 'ave no doubt changed me. I'm so different now…I look into a reflection in the mirror and wonder wha's 'appened…wha' did I do to deserve this?

Of course, tha's not to say that everyone from me old days is gone. She's still 'ere. Nellie…who I've know forever. In fact, she and I were getting married in a month or two…I told 'er I loved her…and I know I do. She takes care of me like I'm all she's got…well, I kind of am. Except for the boy. I remember 'ow I met 'er…

I need to remember Benjamin Barker is dead…he's dead…he's dead, he's dead. I am Sweeney Todd. But yet…I 'aven't forgot a thing.

Flashback (year 1729)

Benjamin, Lucy, and baby Johanna were trying to find a new place to call home. Times were hard at the moment and it was troublesome to find a decent place at a decent price, well, it was before they walked by 186 on day on Fleet Street.

Benjamin was a barber, and Lucy was a stay at home housewife, but since the two had their home taken away, they were pretty much broke. Ben spotted a girl outside a what seemed to be a pie shop that afternoon.

She had red hair, dark brown eyes, and a slim figure. Not bad looking, she had pale skin, like, bleach pale. She was married to Albert, whom she thought she was in love with…until he showed up that one day.

"'Ello," Benjamin shook hands with her, "Nice day, is it no'?"

The woman smiled kindly, "It sure is." She blushed. Definitely love at first site.

"Wha', may I ask, is your name?"

"Lovett," She replied, "Nellie Lovett. And I 'ave the pleasure of addressing…?"

"Benjamin Barker." He flashed a quick grin at her, "Me wife and I were trottin' around 'ere tryin' to find a place to stay. Do you know of any places to rent for cheap?"

Anger pounded fiercely inside her for a quick moment like a flash of lightning, god, he's married. She thought, then she looked behind him and spotted Lucy and an adorable baby, she waved to Johanna.

"Um…no, but I 'ave an upstairs room…"

"Oh?"

"Yes, and me and Albert, my husband, are 'aving a little trouble with money righ' now, so 'ow about I rent it to you…it won't be much." She winked.

"Really?! Wow, thank you so much!" He said in excitement. Nellie showed the three in, and showed them the upstairs.

"Looks…nice." Lucy said to Ben, who agreed with her of course.

"This'll do." Ben said to Nellie.

"All righ' then. You can furnish it 'owever you like. And…" She said as she started out the room, "You can eat dinner with me an' Albert. I'll introduce 'em to you then, kay? See you 'round six." She left.

Present

Nellie came upstairs to see how her lover, Sweeney was. She felt his head, "Ah, you still 'ave a temperature, dear. Are you sure you don't wan' anymore blankets?" She asked sweetly.

He snapped out of his daydreaming, "Um…" He coughed, "Yeah, a few more'll be good…"

"'Ow's your throat?" She asked as she picked up a few sheets.

"Better." He uttered.

"Tha's good. But, you get any worse, and I'll 'ave the doctor over 'ere, you 'ear?"

He attempted a laugh, "All righ'."

"I'm sorry," She sat with him and ran her fingers through his hair, "You know I worry 'bout you."

And there's that lovely chapter of loveliness (not really). Anyway, I hope you liked it, tell me what you think in a review!! YAY! Well, I'll right more if you want me to.