BIG FYI: this is like the exact same chapter that I already posted, but I just heard this song ((Sorry by Buckcherry)) & it just went perfectly with the minichapter thing, so I had to add it in. you can re-read it if you want… lol, I'm not forcing you to, but that's your choice.

Oh, & btw, I forgot a random question last time! Soo, here it is now:

Which Johnny movie is your favorite? Mine's a big tie between POTC, Sweeney, & Edward Scissorhands . he's so ah-dorable in that movie xD lol

This re-posting of the chapter is dedicated to puffmar, for finding more entertainment in my author's notes than my story xDD haha, well here's more author's notes for you to read .

Anyways… onto the chapter… again… haha.

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It had been about 2 weeks since Mrs. Lovett had left. In the shift of loneliness and despair, Sweeney had had time to think. Lots of time to think. Why had he even cared when she'd left? Was there something he was missing? Was his mind just working on its own up in his little head? All these endless thoughts were twisting his head into an incredibly confused bliss.

Oh I had alot to say
Was thinking on my time away
I miss you and things weren't the same

He turned away from the window of his shop. Taking only 2 steps to get to his chair, he carelessly flopped down into the velvet cushions. His intellect was collapsing in his thick skull. The quiet that enveloped him like a wave crashing down on the beach didn't help too much, either. He had become too enquired to the infinite chatter that was Mrs. Lovett that he had almost forgotten what silence felt like. At one point or another, Sweeney had come to appreciate silence, like the saying "silence is golden", for it was. But somewhere along the way, he'd grown accustomed to Nellie's unstoppable mouth and could rarely stand the quiet anymore.

'Cause everything inside it never comes out right
And when I see you cry it makes me wanna die.

The past 2 weeks had been a whirlwind of chaotic arguments fought in his mentality. The little hamsters running on the wheels in his brain were chasing so fast, their poor miniature hearts were about to burst from their ribs. All this time to think did no good for Sweeney Todd. Brooding, occasionally, but not thinking about the present. Such a delicate subject to attempt. 

He had finally realized that he did care about Nellie, even if just a tiny bit, and yet, she'd still left.

This time I think i'm to blame
It's harder to get through the days
We get older and blame turns to shame

That was the main source of his confusion. That damned woman. Messing with his plans of revenge, taking up every waking space in his mind, filling his thoughts with pictures and memories of her.

'Cause everything inside it never comes out right
And when I see you cry it makes me wanna die.

Sweeney felt like ripping his hair from his skull every time he thought of her. Her thick, fiery auburn curls, her deep sunken eyes, those chocolaty brown pupils, the pale skin that adorned her chest and arms, her flushed cheeks and pink lips… her soft, plump lips…

Every single day I think about how we came all this way

For some reason, his thoughts had been running away from him nowadays, to her big doe eyes and her pouty lips. Oh, how he wished for the millionth time she hadn't left. He'd barely accepted customers lately, and only rarely ate. 'Course, he didn't exactly have the money for such necessities. Nor did he want to provide himself with such, considering he'd managed to let Nellie slip through his hands that easily.

The sleepless nights and the tears you cried
It's never too late to make it right

Suddenly, the door to the barber shop flew open, and in ran a flustered and out of breath Toby.

"I found 'er, Mr. Todd!" he exclaimed, his voice shaky from running all over the streets of London.

Sweeney's eyes shot open, his pupils became tiny little dots in the middle of his onyx orbs. He looked like a fully fledged demonic barber. "Where is she?" he started, his voice barely above a whisper. "Where is my Nellie?"

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Ok, so this is the shortest chapter I've ever written… it's a little unnerving, actually. Lol xD I feel like it's a tad bit unfinished, but I felt that was a good stopping point.



So yea, I brought Toby back… you didn't think I could leave that poor boy in the hands of a pussy killer, did you?? .

I know, it was little confusing, but if you piece the puzzle together, you'll see that I had Sweeney go find Toby and make him go on a rescue mission xD

I'll be updating quite a bit more often now, considering I finally got back to the plot line… er, what I guess is the plot xD

Reviews make me swim with happiness, I think I'm becoming an addict . but it's a good addiction, unlike smoking or alcohol. Stay away from those horrible things, children. They're not good fer ya xD haha