Later that night Mrs Lovett was still lounging comfortably in her chair when she heard the pie shop door open forcefully. It couldn't be Toby, he was already asleep.
She rose to her feet to go and check who it was that had come in.
"Hello?"
"It's me, Mrs Lovett." Mr Todd said in a monotone voice.
"Oh, Mr T, ya scared me. What are you doing down 'ere?"
"I came for a drink, it's that's alright."
"'Course it is, Love."
Mrs Lovett was incredibly surprised that Mr Todd had come down to the pie shop. Maybe he figured he had been too rude to her that one time upstairs and he needed compensate for that. He had been a lot nicer to her lately. Maybe he even realized that he had...feelings...for her...maybe he was even starting to fall in love with her...?
She poured Mr Todd some gin and they sat down at the table together. They both were silent, as Mrs Lovett nervously contemplated whether or not to try to tell Mr Todd her feelings for him (again).
She cleared her throat.
"Mr Todd?"
"Yes?"
"I've been trying to tell ya this for a while, but you never listen."
Mr Todd just stared.
"I'm in love with you."
She just said it. Just like that. She didn't try to mask it, she told the whole, honest truth.
"WHAT?" said Mr Todd calmly, but firmly.
"You couldn't tell?"
"No! I had absolutely no idea!!" He sounded furious.
She was stunned. She was sure he had some idea after all these years.
"I've always loved ya. Ever since I met ya. Even though you never loved me, 'cause Lucy was still 'ere then. But now that she's gone...I thought maybe we could...get married..."
She had said way to much. Mr Todd threw his glass on the kitchen floor, shattering it. He stood up and headed for the door but Mrs Lovett called after him.
"Wait! Mr T! I'm sorry. I didn't mean it!"
"You think I'm gonna just forget all about Lucy and run away with you, ay? You stupid bitch!"
Mrs Lovett was absolutely speachless. How could she have been so stupid? She knew this was how he would react!
Mr Todd ran up the stairs back into the barbershop. Mrs Lovett ran back into the pieshop and loudly slammed the door. She started to bawl and repeatedly kicked the kitchen table to relieve bottled-up rage.
"Fuck you Mr T!!", She screamed, loud enough for the whole of London to hear, "and fuck you, Lucy, you sorry bitch!!"
She ran over to the kitchen drawer and grabbed a sharp knife. She stabbed herself in the thigh repeatedly, until she was bleeding uncontrollably.
She collapsed on the floor in a puddle of salty tears and blood.
Just then Toby came running out of his room.
"Mrs Lovett! Mum! What happened???!!!"
He reached the doorway and saw the crimson gashes covering her thighs. Toby screamed louder than Mrs Lovett thought humanly possible.