My Promise

A/n: Hey, this is actually my first Sweeney Todd story. This first chapter might be short but hey I don't have much time right now so yeah. Hope this doesn't suck and R&R.

Chapter 1: childish wonder

The thunder like steps got closer than ever. The dogs they brought with them didn't make the situation any better. Even though I love puppies.

I could feel myself shiver all over as I felt the cold winter snow and wind hit me. I was behind a rather plump woman that was walking with her purse.

I didn't have any sort of protection from the weather. All I had was the clothes on my back and a small diary my mother and father gave to me before they past.

I could still hear the men and their dogs come after me. My little heart was pounding with adrenaline as I panicked more when the thought of them finding me.

I only took an apple from a stand. I mean who could blame me? I haven't eaten since a week ago. I should've died already, but remarkably no.

As soon as the plump woman turned a corner I ran as fast as my little lags could take me. I felt myself fall to the ground. Causing me to drop my little diary to the floor.

I put my hand out to grab it, but another hand was on it before I could blink. The hand was slightly bigger than mine.

My big brown eyes trailed themselves up the mystery persons arm. I could tell by the fabric that this person was well-off.

Soon to their chest then their face. It was a boy not much older than me, his eyes were like charcoal. His hair was brown, and he had a small smile playing on his lips.

All I could think of was 'I don't deserve to even be near him.' He was the first one that spoke.

"Are you okay?" he spoke with a voice of an angel. His smile never leaving.

For the first time of my life, I felt myself speechless just because of a boy. So I nodded a bit too furiously.

I could hear him try not to chuckle. Even though he covered the laugh perfectly, I could still hear the adorable little snort that came out.

The corners of my mouth twitched upward into a smile as I saw his cheeks turn into a shade of pink I never even thought existed.

"Umm… here I think this belongs to you" The mysterious boy spoke. He extended his hand over to me with my dairy.

"Y-yes it is thank you." I muttered loud enough for him to hear. I cast my eyes down to the ground as I blushed slightly.

"What's your name?" He asked quietly as he helped me get off the wet ground.

"Nellie. My name is Nellie, what's yours?" I said with confidence.

"Benjamin. B-Benjamin B-Barker." He said while stuttering.

I tried to walk away with my dress and dairy still wet.

"Umm… w-would y-you like to come to m-my house and dry off maybe get a meal. by the way it looks, it seems you haven't eaten for days." Benjamin said with a blush coming on his cheeks.

"S-sure." I said. I turned around and walked over to him again. Then, we went off the streets and walked through alleys. We walked for what seemed like hours. Until, we reached the neighborhoods for the rich people.

We kept walking, until, he stopped in front of a house much bigger than the others that we saw.

I gasped silently as I looked over the scenery before me. The snow covered the lawn, untouched and glittering with the sunshine. The house was white like the snow in front of it and the windows had red drapes that could be easily seen.

He led me to the front door and took out a small brass key. He put it inside the keyhole and turned it.

He pushed the door open and walked inside. I followed after and the sight before me made me want to faint.

The house inside was as beautiful as the outside. The house was white, black and red, there was a couch that had a cover that looked like silk. There was a grand piano as a center piece.

The room had small statues of little angels holding arrows as if they were cupids.

There also was a red carpet that lead you straight forward to two white doors. There was a second story to it as well because there were stairs that wound around the side of the room. It looked as though it would've cost a million dollars.

He cleared his throat to get my attention. I looked over to him and saw him with a smile that asked 'What do you think?'

"I-its beautiful." I said while looking over the room one more time before looking at him again.

"Come on lets get you cleaned up and get you out of those clothes." he spoke with a stern and serious tone.

"Umm… if you don't mind me askin' 'ow ol' are you?" I asked with curiosity.

" Fifteen, how about you?" he asked while leading me up the stairs and into a bathroom that looked cleaner than anything I've ever seen.

"I'm thirteen and a half." I said while looking around the bathroom.

He got the tub ready and left the room without a word to be spoken. I took off my dress and undergarments and stepped into the tub.

The water was hot against my skin and I loved it.

When I finished, I stepped out and grabbed a towel Benjamin had left for me before he left. I got out of the bathroom and walked into a room and found some clothes laid out.

I grabbed them and walked back to the bathroom. I put on the clean undergarments and dress on. To my surprise, the clothes fit perfectly.

I checked my reflection on the rather large mirror. I gasped at my appearance. My eyes had dark circles underneath them and my body looked thin.

I put my hair up in a messy manner, not really caring if it looked nice or not. I grabbed my dirty clothes and my diary and walked out.

I hated to wonder off around the house without Benjamin's permission, but I tried to find the laundry room to wash my clothes. To my dismay, I couldn't find one, so I found a trash can and threw it in there.

I soon realized I was back at the entrance of the house. I glanced over the room and my eyes stopped at the black grand piano.

It looked beautiful, it looked like it needed to be played. So I walked down to the little bench of the piano and grazed my hand over the keys.

I could clearly remember me and my mother playing a piano with grace years ago. I pushed my finger down on one of the keys. Then, another and another, soon enough I was playing a song my mom taught me.

I started singing the lyrics to the beautiful, sad song and played the piano with passion. I didn't even notice someone's footsteps come behind me.

All of a sudden, I heard someone play the piano and sing with me. I stopped momentarily, and kept going as I turned my head to find Benjamin playing the piano with me.

His smile bigger than before. I smiled as well as I continued to play and watch him play as well. I watched him play with childish wonder. I turned my head back to the keys on the piano.

Much to my disappointment, the song ended and we sat there a few minutes.

I thought to myself ' I never want to leave this heaven.'

A/n: hey again so this turned out longer than expected. But please tell me if I should continue this story. And here is my first mental moment;

Sweeney: So this is how you start a bloody story?

ME: yes, do you have a problem with it?

Sweeney: Yes! First of all I hate Mrs. Lovett and second you wrote it too long.

Mrs. Lovett: well, I thought it was perfect, darling.

ME: thank you, at least someone has manners ):P

Sweeney: Well, too bad

ME: but… it doesn't stop me from doing this (kisses Sweeney on his cheek)

Sweeney: it doesn't mean anything to me

ME: to me it does and R&R