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Chapter Eight

Remmy sat in the small room she slept in, silently reading. In the shop, she could hear Mrs Lovett and Toby, and she cared to pause for a moment, she could hear small noises upstairs, indicating her Father was working.

Remmy smiled to herself, realising what it was to be happy. She had finally found her Father, Mrs Lovett was the kindest motherly figure she could wish for and Toby…

A small blush appeared on Remmy's pale cheeks as she thought of Toby. He was very sweet, which had surprised her at first. From what she could of Jacob and his companions, most adolescent boys were loud and vulgar, with only one thing on their minds. Toby, however, was always happy to talk to her, and made her laugh.

Remmy gently shook her head, her curls bouncing as she did so. She couldn't get distracted.

"Remmy,"

The teenage girl looked in surprise, her cheeks turning redder as she saw Toby was stood in the doorway.

"Er…yes, Toby?" She asked. Toby grinned as he ran a hand through his hair.

"Mrs Lovett was wondering if you could help out with the customers." He told her, and Remmy smiled.

"Of course!" She said eagerly, marking her place in her book before putting it down on the sofa and following Toby outside. She was mildly surprised at the amount of people that were there, crowded around the tables and stuffing large portions of their pies into their mouths. All around her, conversations buzzed.

"There are so many people!" She whispered.

"Yeah, but you get used to it." Toby said, grinning.

Remmy grinned back, and her grin didn't leave her face, even as she ran around, hurriedly pouring glasses of ale and cleaning tables. She didn't mind. She enjoyed it.

Feeling eyes on her, Remmy looked up the wooden steps and saw Sweeney stood at the top, obviously waiting for customers. She smiled up at him and gave him a small wave before continuing with her work.

"Here you go, sir." She said gently as she placed a plate in front of a customer.

"Thank ya, deary," He said, winking at her before reaching into his pocket. "Here, because you're such a hard worker."

Remmy's mouth fell open as he held out some money to her.

"I'm sorry, sir, but I can't-"

"Oh don't be silly, take it girl," He insisted, taking Remmy's hand and placing the money in it. "Don't spend it all on sweets, though."

Remmy smiled. "Thank you very much, sir."

Gazing down at the money, Remmy walked to Mrs Lovett.

"Oh, hello dear." Mrs Lovett said, smiling at her.

"Mrs Lovett, someone just gave me this," Remmy showed her the money. "Do you want it, since it is your business?"

"Of course not! You've earned that money, Remmy." Mrs Lovett replied. Remmy smiled up at her.

"I did?" She said incredulously, her eyes wide. Mrs Lovett chuckled at the sight.

"Yes Remmy, you did. Now you'd better put that away before you loose it."

Remmy nodded and made her way indoors.

Toby watched as Remmy strolled past him, a wide smile on her face, and smiled to himself as he turned away to pour some more ale. He really liked Remmy. She was really sweet and fun to be with and pretty…

"Watch it boy!"

"Oh, I'm sorry, sir!" Toby said, hurriedly straightening the jug so he was no longer pouring the ale. His cheeks flushed slightly as he grabbed a cloth and began cleaning the table.

"Honestly, lad." The customer tutted, rolling his eyes. Toby grinned sheepishly and moved away. He couldn't get distracted.

"Hello, Toby."

Toby jumped slightly, but quickly composed himself and grinned.

"Hello Jacob," He greeted the older boy. "Are you here for something to eat?"

"Yes, my friend and I have heard an awful lot of things about the excellent pies you serve, so we decided to try them out, didn't we Amelia?" Jacob asked the girl, around seventeen, hanging onto his arm.

"Oh yes!" She said, giggling and snuggling in closer to Jacob.

"Well, if you'd like to sit down, your pies will be there in a minute." Toby told them. Jacob smiled warmly and led Amelia to a table.

"Remmy! Just in time!" Toby said happily as Remmy walked out of the shop. "Jacob is here."

Remmy's brow furrowed slightly as she looked in the direction Toby pointed out, and felt a cold stab of jealousy.

Jacob was sat at a bench, as Toby had told her, and Amelia, one of the others that had accompanied Remmy to England, was sat next to him, hanging onto his arm and snuggling into his chest. Jacob's eyes met Remmy's, and he gave her a smug smile before kissing Amelia.

Remmy's fists clenched slightly as she turned away.

"I'd better go get some ale." She said stiffly, storming past Toby before he could say anything.

Jacob smirked as he watched Remmy. He was glad she was jealous, but annoyed that it meant having to put up with Amelia and her annoying ways.

"What are we going to do after this, Jakey?" She asked, playing with his hair as she battered her eyelashes at him.

"I am going to go back to my house. Alone." He said stiffly. Amelia pouted.

"Why are you so obsessed with that?" She asked, screwing her nose up as she glared at Remmy. "She's not pretty."

Jacob rolled his eyes before smiling and wrapping his arm around Amelia.

"You know I only need her for my plan, darling," He said, twirling a strand of her thin hair around his finger. He suddenly grabbed a fistful of it, making Amelia gasp. "So don't you forget it." He hissed before letting her go. Amelia whimpered slightly, but Jacob wrapped his arm around her again and kissed the top of her head.

"Here's your food." Remmy said, banging the plate onto the table in front of them.

"Now now, Remmia, is that any way to serve your customers?" Jacob asked, his eyebrows raised. Remmy glared at him before storming off again. Amelia laughed.

"I think she's jealous," She said softly, picking at her pie. "Jealous of me…she should be, because I am far prettier than her, and I love you for who you are."

Jacob ignored Amelia's self obsessed chatter as he stabbed at his pie with more force than necessary, his eyes on Remmy.

Although she tried to look calm, Remmy was secretly fuming on the inside. Jacob was so pathetic, thinking it would get to her, him and Amelia. But it didn't.

Didn't it?

Remmy glanced over at the two of them. Amelia was playfully feeding Jacob. Remmy scowled as she turned away in annoyance. She hated to admit it, but she was jealous. She hated the idea of being with Jacob, but hated the idea of anyone else being with him.

"Remmy, are you alright?" Toby asked, his brow furrowing. "You look…annoyed."

"I'm fine, Toby. Absolutely fine," Remmy lied, and then grinned as she picked up a piece of spare pie. "Open wide!"

Toby opened his mouth, and Remmy gently popped the piece of pie into it. Toby grinned as he ate it, and Remmy smiled.

"Staff discount." She joked, winking at him before strolling past.

The evening passed quickly, and soon Mrs Lovett, Toby and Remmy were cleaning up after the customers.

"That was a very good night," Mrs Lovett said thoughtfully. "If we carry on like this…"

Remmy stopped listening as she straightened up, frowning at Jacob. He was stood on the street opposite, a smug smile on his face.

"Excuse me a moment." She murmured, walking away and crossing the street.

Sweeney frowned as he watched Remmy approach the boy on the street, moving so he was stood at the top of the stairs once more. He kept a careful eye on her.

"That was a smooth move tonight, Jacob," Remmy snapped. "What were you trying to do? Make me jealous?"

"And clearly it worked." Jacob said, his smile growing as he reached out. Remmy stepped back.

"Don't touch me."

"Why not? Don't you like it?" He asked, stepping forwards.

"Is there a problem?"

Remmy sighed in relief as she turned to see Sweeney standing behind her, his eyes full of hatred as he stared at Jacob. Why did he look so familiar?

"Of course not, sir, I was merely giving my regards to Remmy." Jacob said smoothly. He looked at Remmy sharply before nodding at Sweeney and walking off. Remmy shuddered slightly.

"Who was he?" Sweeney asked, glaring at Jacob's retreating back.

"My friend, Jacob. He was the one that helped me get here." Remmy told him quietly, unable to meet his eyes. Seeing her distress, Sweeney placed a hand on her shoulder.

"I think Mrs Lovett is expecting us indoors." He said. Remmy nodded and followed Sweeney back indoors.

That night, Remmy tossed and turned in her bed fitfully, groaning and muttering in her sleep as she dreamt.

Remmy, thirteen, screamed as the large beam of wood, surrounded by fire, suddenly fell in front of her.

"Mother!" She yelled, coughing fitfully. "Mother, what do we do!"

"Out the back!" Her Mother shouted, shoving Remmy in the direction. Remmy spun around and ran, convinced her Mother was following.

Coughing, Remmy fell outside, the fresh air entering her lungs. She took in several deep breaths before sitting up.

"Mother, we made it…" She said, panting. No reply. "Mother?"

Remmy stood up and spun around. The house was still burning, and her Mother was still inside.

"NO, MOTHER!" She screamed, running forwards, but a pair of strong arms grabbed her by the waist and held her back.

"There's nothing you can do now. She's gone. The gypsy is dead." Jacob whispered in her ear.


The whole Remmy being jealous thing: Remmy has known Jacob for a long time now, and even though she detests him, she doesn't like seeing him with other girls. It's kind of like your older brother getting his first girlfriend, in a way. Now, PLEASE review!