Anthony had been living with Nellie and Sweeney for two months. He worked for Sweeney meaning he had been getting well acquainted with the barber. He noticed that the barber drunk gin atleast once a day. But whenever something very stressful or frustrating happened the barber would go overboard.

Anthony sighed and laid down on his pallet that was under the barber's window. Sweeney usually slept beside him with separate covers and a gap between the two.

That night the barber had come up the stairs wobbling slightly. He turned on the light which stung Anthony's eyes greatly and surprised him.

Sweeney slammed the door and then stood frozen starring at Anthony. ''Lucy...you've returned..'' Sweeney smiled brightly.''N-No Mr.T! It's me Anthony!''

Sweeney frowned with a bemused expression,tilting his head to the side he froze again with a more concentrated look,''You...'' he said bitterly.

''C'mon Mr.T lets get you to bed...'' Anthony said sweetly. Sweeney looked confused again,''My Lucy..''

Anthony rolled his eyes,''No,not your Lucy.''

Sweeney hugged Anthony close ''No! Mr.T!'' Anthony gasped out as Sweeney laid ontop of him. ''No! I-I'm not Lucy!''

Sweeney looked hurt ''Why would you lie to me love? I thought you loved me...''

The look on the barber's face brought sadness to Anthony's heart, He wanted to hug the barber close and tell him he was Lucy and he loved the barber with all his heart. But that would be a lie,not entirely a lie.

''Mr.T-

''Call me Ben or Benjamin like you did. Do you want to divorce love? I still hold you dear to my heart!''Sweeney's face then became sour,''Is there another?Are you with another man now?''

Anthony inched back till his back was met with the cold wall. ''No Ben.'' Anthony said finding himself playing along.

''Your hair is just as yellow as it was years back.''

Anthony nodded feeling awkward ''Mr.T you should go to sleep...''

''Who is he?'' Sweeney exclaimed fire in his eyes.

''Who's who?'' Anthony exclaimed feeling fear pooling in his stomach,his back was against the wall and a very jealous Sweeney was nearing him by the second.

''Is it that damned Judge that's taken your heart?'' Sweeney snarled.

''No love, I love you never the judge...'' Anthony whispered.

Sweeney held him close kissing his hair. The door swung open ''What in bloody hell is going on! All this noise! Go to sleep!'' Nellie exclaimed, she then took in the scene of Sweeney pressing Anthony against the wall with his hands tangled in his hair.

''Oh goodness me! I'm so sorry! I had no idea you two were...are...bye!'' She said awkwardly slamming the door. Sweeney then passed out.

Anthony sighed ''Hopefully he won't remeber this...'' He said to himself before settling himself onto his matt.