I'm sorry this took a while to get up! I've been posting a chapter every time I type up a separate chapter on my computer, and I've gotten brain-dead...sigh (So far, I've got three more chapters after this one typed up.) Anyways, enough of my babble---to the story we shall go! (And thanks to everyone who reviewed-you always put a smile on my face!)
Disclaimer: Honestly, people...How could I own Sweeney Todd? He'd kill me if I did!
Ch.6 A Vengeance Renewed
There was a tremendous thud inside the presumably empty shop. Evy's head snapped up from the key's silvery gleam. "What was that?" she whispered to Holly, who shrugged. With a frustrated groan, she put her ear to the door, Holly following suit. There was a muffled cursing, then silence.
Holly leaned back. "Come on, Evy. There's…nobody home, obviously," she said, doubt and fear in her tone. Evy ignored her and kept her ear against the door, praying silently for another sound to prove it hadn't been imagined.
The two girls stood there for almost half an hour, not once moving, until Evy finally straightened. "Let's go," she muttered to Holly coolly. Holly opened her mouth to respond, but appeared to have thought better of it, for she closed her mouth. Good, Evy thought. I really don't want to deal with her comments right now.
With a sigh, she began down the stairs. Holly started to follow, but hesitated for the briefest of moments and glanced back at the door. Was it just her, or was the door open a crack? She blinked, and the door was as closed as before. Startled, Holly stumbled down the stairs after Evy.
Had she bothered to continue studying the door for only a few seconds more, she might have seen the door open slightly. Then again, maybe she wouldn't have noticed. Nothing can be said for sure, however, for she left when she did, and afterwards the door opened.
Onyx eyes peered out, confirming what Sweeney's ears had heard.
They've left.
The two girls had indeed finally left. With a relieved sigh, Sweeney slid the door shut again. He had been looking out the keyhole the entire time, quiet as an owl (aside from the cursing of earlier, of course), barely breathing, in fact.
Who were they? One looked almost exactly like…
He strode over to the window, where brownish splotches stained the glass. Memories long gone began to reply in his head, but he shunned them, not wanting to go through it all again. Instead he focused on the two girls, who had ended up just outside the shop (in the view of the window). They seemed to be arguing with each other.
…no. There's no way, in Heaven or Hell, that she's here, too!
Indeed, the two girls were arguing. Holly had made a comment, once they'd gotten to the front of the shop, about how Evy was going a bit loopy, and it was only their first day in London. Evy was denying it, saying she was bound by curiosity to investigate the shop since the stranger had knocked her down. Suddenly, while Holly said something about, "Who cares? He was just a stranger! It's not like he stole your wallet or anything, for crying out loud," Evy looked up at the window, directly at Sweeney. Her eyes widened, and she faced Holly shortly and grabbed her arm. "What?" Evy pointed. Holly followed her finger, but there was nothing there. "What?" she asked again, this time louder.
Evy looked back at the window. There was no one there! "But I saw him! The same person! He was in the window!" she said rather panicky. Holly rolled her eyes.
"No one's there, Evy! All this grey and gloom is getting to you!"
"B-b-but-,"
"SHUT UP! NOT ANOTHER WORD!" Holly exploded.
Sweeney watched the two with a strange pleasure. He'd made many mistakes since coming back, one of them being the cursing of earlier. The other had been letting the redhead see him, but that had been easily remedied, no matter if her friend thought her mad.
She looks so much like her, I'm glad she's suffering!
The cursing had happened by pure chance. It was Sweeney's fault that he had made such a loud noise, and he had cursed himself for his stupidity. What had happened was that he'd accidentally stepped on the picture frames, the ones containing the pictures of his Lucy and his Johanna (as a baby). For some reason, he'd slipped on it, and fallen to the wooden floor with a loud crash!
Sweeney chuckled.
Damn you, Nellie Lovett! Of course you'd of all people find a way back to haunt me!
A feeling of intense hatred surged through him immediately upon thinking of her, the one who'd lied to him for her own needs! She, who'd said that Lucy was long gone! She, who'd tried to get him to love her, as if he was a human! But he wasn't, and he'd danced her to her death! But here she was again, the redhead girl! Instead of Lucy, this is what he'd gotten!
NO! Not now, not then, not EVER again!
Sweeney grabbed the picture frame, the one of Lucy and Johanna, and with a yell, threw it out the window, at the image of Nellie Lovett down below.
Evy snapped up at the sound. Something small and dark was headed right at her head, sparkles of what seemed to be glass accompanying it. The glass both dazzled and distracted her, drowning out the sounds of Holly's screams.
How pretty, she found herself thinking…then…Ow…that hurts…She heard Holly gasp from far off. But Holly doesn't gasp like that; she squeals. And her eyesight…why is everything going red? Then everything, while still red, began to go black.
Sweeney watched as the girl fell to the ground, anger still controlling his thoughts.
She deserves it, the filthy liar!
He could see blood trickling down her face, blending in with her messy red hair perfectly. A smile dared to grace his features, and if Holly had looked at the window, she'd have seen that her friend was telling the truth. But it wasn't Holly who looked; it was Evy. And when she saw the pale man with raven hair and a smile on his face, she fainted, Holly kneeling down besides her.
For you, Lucy. I'm doing this for you, and Johanna.
Hope y'all like it! Seems to me that Sweeney's going a bit...hallucination-compulsive...Read and review, please!