Nellie's Sadness
Okay all, this idea dawned on me one day so I thought I'd act on it before I lost the idea. Everyone knows that Mrs. Lovett took in Toby as her adopted son because she felt bad for how Pirelli treated him and because of the fact that Sweeney had killed Pirelli as well. She felt that he needed someone who would take good care of him, but what if there was another reason, a more personal reason. How will Sweeney react when he learns that the boy and the baker have more in common than he thought? I hope you all enjoy it, so now's chapter one of Nellie Lovett-The Untold Past. P.S.-I don't think I'm going to make there be a Johanna in this, you know how sometimes they make things not happen. I think this story will work better in Nellie's favor if I have no Johanna in it. If that's okay with all of you readers.
Toby and Mrs. Lovett were in the kitchen baking pies together when Toby reached over and wrapped his arms around her waist. She looked down and smiled brightly. "Well Toby, what's this for?"
Toby looked up and her and smiled. "I'm just glad you're me mum. You could never imagine what bad things 'appened with Pirelli or in the work 'ouse." He squeezed her even more tightly. "I'm so glad you took me from them."
Nellie bent down and give hive a tight squeeze around the neck. "I'm glad I did too Toby darling. You may not know it Toby, but I actually can imagine how horrible that place was. Dark and cold, like you were locked in a prison. Not being treated like a child at all, but like a little slave."
Toby looked at her with wide eyes. "You know exactly what it was like for me, how do you know exactly how I felt?" Nellie looked outside the window in a daze, but brought herself back quickly and told Toby not to worry about such things. Toby nodded and they continued to work on the pie they were making. Something in Nellie wasn't right though, she asked Toby if he could clean up because she claimed she wasn't feeling well and he nodded.
Once inside her bedroom Mrs. Lovett closed the door and sat on her bed. She bit her lower lip and the memories came back to her, the memories she'd thought she'd forgotten, the memories she wanted to forget. She sat on her bed, with her chin resting on her legs and her arms hugging her legs. "Boy do I know how you felt Toby love."
As she was sitting in her room Sweeney walked downstairs to see Toby in the shop, cleaning alone. "Where's Mrs. Lovett Toby?"
Toby glanced away from him and said under his breath. "Why should I tell you? You're just going to upset her." Sweeney gave him an angry glare and he sighed. "She's in 'er room. I wouldn't go in if I were you though, said she wasn't feelin' well sir."
Sweeney nodded and walked past the boy. "I think I'll take my chances lad." H e walked into the parlor and looked around, wondering which room was Mrs. Lovett's. For as long as he'd known her, even as Benjamin Barker, he'd never been inside her bedroom. She had said in the past that her parents had told her that it wasn't proper, which had surprised him. She wasn't too proper in her youth; she was actually more like one of the guys than one of the girls. She'd climb trees, she didn't mind getting dirty, he even remembered them both jumping in rain puddles after a harsh rainfall.
He brought his thoughts away from the fond memories and knocked on the closest door to where he was standing. Luckily he was right, he slightly heard her say "I want to be alone."
He opened the door and smirked, she was still in the same position as she had been when she first sat on the bed. "You want to be alone eh, you wouldn't be turning into me now would you Mrs. Lovett?" A small smile quickly appeared on her face, but disappeared just as quickly. "You love talking about your feelings and everything, so I'll just assume you won't let me leave until you tell me what's wrong with you. So I'll say you the trouble, what's wrong pet? Why are you faking being ill? If you truly were, you would be lying down right now."
Nellie sighed and shook her head. "Nothing's wrong love, I'm just tired is all." Sweeney folded his arms and looked down at her. "Okay fine, I'm feeling like garbage, okay?" Sweeney knew he was going to regret this, but if she was feeling like this she may just end up like him. Then she'd worry Toby and then there'd be no more pies. He walked over to her and sat down next to her. She looked at him befuddled by his sitting with her. "Okay, why are you feeling like garbage?" She kept her look on him. "Just tell me, don't worry about why I suddenly care."
She nodded and fixed her position to cross her legs and face the barber. "I guess, it all started before I was born." He looked at her with a slightly astonished look on his face. "Yes Mr. Todd, before I was born."
I hope you liked chapter 1. I have not forgotten about Sister Of A Baker, this is just a mental break from that story. Like I mentioned in the beginning, it just hit me suddenly. I really hope you're liking it so far, I'll try my best to keep you entertained with it.