Chapter 2
Mrs. Lovett strolled through London. She took her time, nobody needed her at home- Toby was napping, and Sweeney almost didn't care that she was there. All he cared about was that damned judge, Lucy, and Johanna. She would be surprised if Sweeny would miss her if ever something happened to her.
But nothing surprised her more than seeing Judge Turpin in front of her.
"Hello... Nellie?" he purred. He touched her shoulder with cold fingers.
"Um, 'ello Judge Turpin. Wot brings you 'ere at the market?" she asked cooly as she place five bottles of gin inside her purse.
"Oh, nothing, my dear. Just.... meadering." he brushed a curl out of her face.
"Um, wot are you doing?"
"You are really beautiful, Nellie." he leaned in, his breath warming her cold face. She quickly ran away, walking to the alley that was the fastest way to Fleet Street.
"Now where are you going, Nellie?" the judge caught up with her, jumping in front of the frantic baker.
"Wherever you aren't." she breathed. Frowning, he pinned her to the wall.
"Now, now. Lets be nice, shall we?"
"How do you know my name?"
"Oh Lucy always talked about you... shame, she said that you were her best friend. But you never came to her rescue. You know, thats what she always said."
"Liar! I tried to 'top her! But she wouldn't listen!" she yelled at him, pounding her fists to his arms.
"Nellie, you hang out with this Sweeney Todd character too much." he lifted up her skirt. She screamed in protest.
"Don't scream, it'll only take a second."
