Yeah, haven't been very inspired this week. Constant English essays are zapping all my creativity,so I apologise if this chapter isn't as good as the last.

Lily's head was now being forced into the stone counter where Mrs. Lovett prepared her pastry. Lily couldn't help but squirm and let out a feeble squeal for help.

"Now dearie enough of that. Just need a chat is all..."

Lily could feel the flour left on the counter top slowly grinding itself into her temple as those jagged nails held her head firm against the cold surface. All around was dark except for a streak of pale moonlight that flooded into the shop as the clouds drifted across the sky.

I ain't gunna hurt you
Not while he's around
I ain't gunna harm you, dearie…
Not while he's around

The last note of Mrs. Lovett's chilling voice echoed menacingly around the empty room. Mrs. Lovett's grip on the back of Lily's hair slackened as Lily settled beneath her fingertips.
Lily could feel her heart beating in her head racing against a thousand thoughts. She could try and brake free, make a run for Mr. Todd but then again would he be in the mood to protect her or would he slit her throat instead? What about Mrs. Lovett, who knows what she might have; a knife, a rolling pin, something that Lily couldn't out run or escape.
"Hush love hush…" Mrs. Lovett whispered lowering her head till she was inches away from Lily's face.
"Now, I don't know wot Mr. T did upstairs but don't you fink he trusts you. And don't you breathe a word of this to the law." She whispered close to Lily's ear, her tone was low and threatening but eerily calm at the same time.
Slowly Mrs. Lovett pulled Lily up straight and placed her in the moonlight. When Lily first came into her shop Mrs. Lovett hadn't been able to get a proper look at her, she had been preoccupied by her dangerous resemblance to Lucy.
Fear gripped Mrs. Lovett's chest as she surveyed the girl, if Mrs. Lovett hadn't known better she would have said it was Lucy back from the grave to haunt her.

Mrs. Lovett remembered the night when the judge raped Lucy. It was cold outside; the night air was freezing for October . Far off there were rumbles of thunder and the clouds flashed white in an electric storm foreboding the deeds done that night.
When Lucy came running down the road Mrs Lovett was saving her washing from the impending downpour. Lucy clung to Mrs Lovett's dress and sank to the floor, her peach coloured dress soaked up the filth.
"Nell…he… I tried to" Lucy sobbed, pawing at the dress trying to find some comfort in its tattered trim.
"Hush love hush…"

Lily struggling under her grip brought Mrs. Lovett hurtling back to the present. Mrs. Lovett sharply let go of Lily's hair with a slight push. Lily quickly took the opportunity of freedom and ran for the door to the washroom. She locked the door behind her. Her heart was racing again; the look she had seen on Mrs. Lovett's face as she fled was fixed in Lily's mind. Her mouth twisted in a sadistic grin and eyes alight with the fires of hell.
Mrs. Lovett stood silent in the shop; her eyes fixed on the door which Lily now cowered behind. A sinister laugh slipped through Mrs. Lovett's teeth as she picked up the tea tray for Mr. Todd. It amused her how easy it was to intimidate the young girl but then again Mrs. Lovett was a force to be reckoned with.
As she climbed the steps to Todd's Salon she remembered.
She left the arsenic poison in Lucy's room.
She delivered Johanna to Judge Turpin.
Nothing would come between her need for Mr. T.

The door creaked open the tiny tin bell jangled as Mrs. Lovett slowly poked her head inside. Sweeney Todd sat, silent and still as the grave, in his barbers chair covered in his clients blood, his razor still in hand dancing in the moonlight.
"Mr. T? I bought you somethin' to eat." Her voice now changed from the animalistic snarl she had confronted Lily with, to a sweet soft murmur. There was no reply as expected; Mr. Todd remained in his chair playing with his razor. With cautious steps Mrs Lovett approached him, under her feet Mrs. Lovett couldn't ignore the floor slick with blood slowly seeping into her shoes. She set the tray down on the table before approaching Mr. Todd, she extended her hand to touch his shoulder but Mr. Todd suddenly jumped up. Wounded, Mrs. Lovett turned to leave however, before she even reached the door she found herself pressed against the wall. Mr Todd held her arms behind her back.

Mrs. Lovett you're a bloody wonder
Eminently practical and yet appropriate as always
Mrs. Lovett how I've lived with you all these years I'll never know

Slowly Mr. Todd turned Mrs. Lovett around to face him. His eyes glinted with a foul purpose; Mrs. Lovett knew this look well, he wore it when he killed his clients, when he thought about the Judge dying, and when he thought of his dear Lucy and the need for her only a woman's touch could provide.
Lost in his maddening gaze Mrs. Lovett was unaware of the silver glint of moonlight in Mr. Todd's hand. There was a sharp sting in her collar bone, she looked down to see blood trickle out of the shallow cut and she winced as Mr. Todd ran a coarse fingertip over the cut. He smirked when he saw she suffered, he still hadn't truly forgiven her for lying to him. He hated her for what she had done and although he have her and make her hope that he may love her, he knew the pain it caused when she realised he would forever be Lucy's.
Todd kissed the open wound and worked his way up Mrs. Lovett's neck. If he ignored the stale smell of flour and pastry, he could almost imagine his Lucy. He let go of her hands so that he may pull up her skirts, Mrs. Lovett's fingers tangling themselves in his hair pulling through the dried blood that clumped parts of his hair together. She twisted her neck trying to entice his kisses higher to her lips; Mr. Todd's hand snapped up and held Mrs. Lovett's neck still and straight, he would not satisfy her with a kiss that could be taken for affection.
His hand ran down the back of Mrs. Lovett's leg lifting it to his waist, where it wrapped around his back locking them together against the wall. Now free from supporting Mrs. Lovett's leg, he quickly fiddled with the buttons on his trousers and set himself free. Mrs. Lovett's other leg soon joined its partner and wrapped itself around Todd's back. With no love or mercy, Mr. Todd ruthlessly penetrated her, he grinded into with all the fury of the fifteen long years he had been locked away from the touch of woman. Mrs. Lovett groaned in both pleasure and pain when her back smashed into the wall behind. Mrs. Lovett fell against him as he pushed into her, moving the conflicting couple in a manic yet perfect rhythm. Todd pinned her to the wall and quickened his pace, still avoiding all contact with her face. Mrs. Lovett closed her eyes tightly as she felt herself slip into her climax then with one last loud echoing moan of pleasure Mr. Todd joined her.

As Todd climaxed he whispered a name. Mrs. Lovett was used to this, every time he'd whisper 'Lucy', every time Mrs. Lovett had let him have her body he'd been thinking about his wife. However, this night nothing could prepared Mrs. Lovett for the name she heard uttered in his tired breath.

"Lily"

Mrs. Lovett smoothed over her dress when he released her from his grip. Once again she felt that burning rage of jealousy and hatred singe her heart. Lucy, Johanna, Lily, never Lovett. Never Lovett. She cared for him, she hid his victims, she did everything yet she was undeserving of his love.
Mrs. Lovett hurriedly out of the salon and down the steps to her shop her was mind on fire with a thousand rash schemes to remove her competition.

They all deserve to die
Every Lucy, every Lily
Oh yes die

But as she reached for the butcher's knife on the counter her advice she had once given to Mr. Todd rang in her ears.

Easy now, hush love hush
Don't distress yourself what's your rush?
Keep your thoughts nice and lush
Wait

Watch her close let her do.
Wait...

OoooOOo what's going to happen next!...I have no idea, yet :)
I'm going away for a week on thursday and although I am taking my fanfiction book with me, there probably wont be any updates on my stories for two or three weeks, sorry. I will try to write the next two chapters but I also have revision to do. So just keep watching.
Reviews welcome. See you in two weeks (or more)!