Standing beside her in her steamy bakehouse, Todd hadn't noticed Nellie's eyes close shut, or the blank expression that now graced her. Something was obviously terribly wrong with her. You don't just go from crying in pain to looking calm as a hindu cow. But Todd didn't notice this. He was too busy buttoning himself up. He thought Nellie was still recovering from the trauma he'd caused her body. But it became apparent to Todd that Nellie wasn't quite herself when she slid down the wall to the floor, and stayed there, without even attempting to right herself.
Todd shifted in his stance. He studied her expressionless face, and limp body. He stood staring at her for a while, before he realized what had happened. His eyes flicked from Nellie to where her body had been thrown against. A circle of blood stained the stone where her head had repeatedly smacked against. Lines of red trailed down the length of the wall, and Todds eyes travelled back to Nellie's limp body. A splotch of crimson stained her auburn curls, making her hair look even an even darker red.
He never had intended to hurt her...
It wasn't as easy as you would have thought for Todd to see her lying there motionless. He was by no means in love with Nellie but he did care about her. She had helped him in so many ways. She didn't deserve to lie in a puddle of her own blood and juices.
He hadn't meant for that to happen. He just couldn't control himself around her. He thought he would be able to, thought she wasn't special enough to send him that far over the edge. But he was mistaken. While she was driving him up the wall he was driving her into it. He forced her to take all that he could give. Todd had savagely raped her as she cried out for him to stop.
"Nellie?" Todd beckoned a response from her. He would have been satisfred with the slightest twitch, but Nellie didn't move at all. Todd did not have a soul, but he did have intelligence. He knew her survival meant finding a doctor. Todd hated doctors, but he also knew he needed her to be alive. She took care of him, and helped him dispose of his victims. And now, Nellie Lovett took care of him in another way.
"you're so bloody giving." Todd sighed under his breath. Then he turned and walked up the stairs through the hallway and kitchen, pausing near the door to throw on an overcoat, and headed out of Nellie's shop, leaving her to lie naked in the dark on the cold floor of her bakeshop.