He should love ME! - I am sure of this fact. I took care of him whenever she went off with her sister on those long vacation days; I made him tea, I bathed Johanna, I saved his RAZORS! I saved them because I knew he loved even them, more then he would even dare look at me. They would have gotten me a pretty penny at the market, but did I betray him?
No. I mustn't ever betray him. I cannot face the rejection all over again. I love him with all that's left of my heart, and one day, maybe I can make him love me...
I swing the hatchet down again, blood splattering my dress at strange angles, dripping warmly down my face.
For now, I'll just take my anger out on the dead - until he gets over his pathetic Lucy, and comes back to the land of the living. The only land that matters.
Another furious swing of the hatchet, still more sweet, oh so sweet release.
Sweeney, oh Benjamin...
What have you done to me?