AN: I was reluctant of posting this chapter... My reviews have gone down. Come on people! They keep me motivated!
Sweeney was pacing again, as he did so much over the last few days. Tomorrow he decided was going to be the day he was going to rescue Mrs Lovett and he was going through the plans in his head. Lucy had proven to be a great help in the scheme, her ideas actually having some worth and Sweeney often wondered if they were only ideas thought up by someone who wasn't altogether there (in the head). As it was late at night Sweeney tried to settle down into bed, he stared at the ceiling and started to think of the ways he could punish the Judge for taking away two women he… loved. First Lucy, now Nellie and this time the Judges death was not going to be quick. Sweeney drifted into a restless slumber lasting only a few hours, his mind churning with ideas and visions of Nellie.
Nellie had spent the good part of 5 days down in the cellar where the Judge kept her, she had barely been given any food and the food she did receive was of poor quality. Not as bad as her pies before Sweeney came along, she had to admit, so she was rather used to it. The Judge would come down every day, to talk or torment her, yet he had not tried anything more. She was almost certain that he would, he seemed to have no guilt when it came to Lucy and his endeavours with her. But yet, he made no move to kiss her, to touch her and she was more than happy with that.
She started thinking about her Mr T, 'No Nell, not yours… just Mr T" she would have to think to herself over and over. He was probably up above living his happy life with Lucy, not even remembering that she existed. The thought made her heart ache but she had come to accept it some time ago. Suddenly the door swung open with a loud thud as it hit the wall. Judge Turpin was slumped against the door frame, a bottle of gin in his hand, half empty. By the look of him Nellie could tell this wasn't his first bottle.
He stumbled into the room, flicking the light on and shutting the door behind him. Nellie remained where she was, standing on the far wall of the room, as far away from his as she could be now. He moved slowly and rather painfully across to her, taking several swigs of his gin as he went. As he got closer to her a sinister smirk appeared across his lips.
"Hello, beautiful." He slurred, putting a hand on the wall beside her head. She glanced at it and back at him, her heart pounding in her chest. All the other times the man had "visited" her he was completely sober and she feared for what would happen if he was drunk.
"Turpin" she said strongly, looking him dead in the eye, her fear not showing in her eyes.
"What ya up to down 'ere, love?" he asked, his eyes raking over her body slowly.
"What type of question is that!" she stated, rolling her eyes and taking to crossing her arms over her chest.
"Now, now, no need to get all fired up" he muttered, dropping the bottle and using the other hand to wrap around her waist, pulling her up against him. Almost immediately Nellie froze with fear, he hadn't gotten this close to her since that first day. But she wasn't going to give in that easily, she held strong, her arms still crossed and averted her gaze elsewhere.
"Hey, beautiful, look at me" Turpin dropped his hand from the wall and turned her head to face him. "You, my girl, have beautiful eyes"
"I would be flattered… But I'm not yours" she said angrily, trying to get away from him only to be haltered in her efforts by being pushed against the wall, his body staying close to hers.
"You will be… after I'm finished with you" he whispered, dipping his head and kissing her hard. She struggled against him , refusing to give in to him for a moment. His hand slid down the side of her body, starting to hitch her skirts up only to be stopped by a knock on the door. The Judge pulled away, staying close to her still, he turned his head towards the door.
"What do ya want?" he called out angrily.
"My Lord, there is a girl here to see you. I think you'd be delighted." The Beadle called from the other side of the door.
"Who is it then?" Turpin asked, sighing in exasperation.
"Lucy, My Lord. Lucy Barker" the Beadle replied, the excitement in his voice very evident.
"Lucy?" Turpin whispered, drawing away from Nellie and heading towards the door, "I'll be back, my girl"
Nellie let out a sigh of relief, slumping down to the ground. She started crying, silently as to not make the Judge aware of it, if he was still around and she hoped to God he wasn't. Her body shook with silent sobs until the door to the cellar clicked open. She quickly stood up, at the ready and wiped her face, she was ready now, ready to fight back if necessary. The door creaked open slowly and Sweeney appeared on the other side of the door, Nellie gasped at the sight of him. Had she started hallucinating? She hadn't been getting much water, she thought.
"Fancy seeing you here, Mrs Lovett" he replied coolly, smiling slightly at her.
Nellie stared at him, her eyes wide. She crept forward slowly, "Are you real? Is that really you, Mr T?" she asked softly, reaching out to touch him, just to see if he would disappear or not. He amazingly did not, only let out a soft chuckle
"Of course it is. Now, let's get you out of here" he said, grabbing her hand and pulling her up the stairs. She was too shocked to do anything else but go with him until it dawned on her.
"Mr T? Lucy isn't up there with him is she?" she asked worriedly, Turpin was in no state of mind to be around her let alone Lucy.
"Yes, she is." He muttered as they reached the top of the stairs, Sweeney turned and pointed to a door. "You go out there and straight back to the shop. You hear me? Go nowhere else, straight there. I'm going to get Lucy and I'll meet you there"
Nellie nodded, she hated the thought of leaving him in the house, or even leaving Lucy but she wanted to get out and she knew that he could fend for himself. "Thank you, Mr T. For saving me" she whispered and hurried out the door. She looked back only once to see Sweeney nod and head into the other room to get Lucy.
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