Life and Times of Sweeney Todd
Here you have it, chapter 10!
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Chapter 10
We could 'ave a life, us two.
He let the words she just spoke. Then it seemed as thought his feeling towards her took on a sudden increase…He'd never felt this way before…not even for Lucy…then he began replaying all that she had said…
I mean the world to her…and nothing I can do can change it…she loves me…
Of course she loves you! His conscious said to him, again. Then the door downstairs opened. Was she leaving?! He sprang up and rushed downstairs so fast he was tripping down the creaky stairs.
"Mrs. Lovett!" He whined in the sweetest voice she'd ever heard, then he saw that she was pointing a customer upstairs to his parlor. Oh, its just a customer…I'm an idiot… He smiled at the man and let him go upstairs first. Kay…I'll 'polish him off' then go talk to her…
"So, you new 'ere in town?" Sweeney asked.
"Yes, sir, I am. I moved here from America."
Sweeney finished him off quickly, he didn't even clean off his razor. He set the bloody razor down on a table and went down to talk to his sweet Nellie, whom he'd grown such a fondness for.
He snuck up behind her and put his hands on his shoulder, then turned her around, she looked into his dark brown, deadly eyes. "Yes, love?"
"Mrs. Lovett, I was thinking 'bout wha' you said…I can't believe you think all that 'bout a guy like me…"
"Of course, love. You are my world, no joking."
"I love you so much, Nellie." He said softly, then they met in a long kiss. Toby walked in, he saw them and they're little session, so he snuck himself upstairs.
The first thing he found was a bloody razor. "Perfect!" The boy exclaimed, grabbing it off the table and rushing outside. By the time he got back down, they weren't there…he didn't care where they went, he just cared were they were going, which was definitely to jail, or so young Toby thought…
"Judge Turpin!" Toby said, returning to the Old Bailey.
"Lad, wha' you got in your 'and?"
"This, sir, is Mr. Sweeney Todd's razor! I recommend you go and ask 'em some questions. I told you I wasn't mad."
Turpin held the razor into the light, it was blood all right, no jokes about it. "I will go speak to him at once." Turpin said while getting up out of his chair in an angry manner. He made his way to 186 Fleet Street. When he appeared in the door, there was Sweeney Todd and Mrs. Lovett talking.
"Sir, wha' is the meaning of this?!" Turpin yelled.
Yes! The Judge! Sweeney thought. Then he spotted the razor. Oh no! The Judge! "Uh…I don't know where that came from."
Then Nellie stepped in, "I don't either. Where DID that come from?"
"The boy brought me this, and he says you're a murderer, sir? Now, if he is correct or not, I need you to answer me truthfully."
Sweeney got closer to the Judge, then he took one of his razors out of his pocket and got him right there in the door, he was finished, and finished off quick he was. The dragged him in quickly so that no one would catch sight of that, Sweeney Todd grabbed Toby's arms and threw him in the bake house. They locked poor Toby down stairs.
"Ugh!! I told that boy not to tell!!" Sweeney growled.
"Love," Nellie said as she wrapped her arms around Sweeney, "Please, we'll get him not to tell, he's fine…just leave 'em there, please calm down…calm down for me."
He returned her romantic hug and kissed her forehead and ran his hands through her hair, "Okay…I'm so sorry I can't control me temper…I'm sorry."
"Its ok, dear." She kissed him on the lips, "I understand."
"Thank you…" He said in a quiet, soft voice.
"Mr. Todd, I 'ave somethin' for you that I think you'd like, do you want to know?" She said, kind of completely changing the subject.
"Hm? Of course, Nellie. My Nellie. Please tell me."
Yay! Chapter 10! Well, please review! I really appreciate all my reviewers! Thank you so much!