I normally don't do two chapters a day, but I felt the great urge to do another chapter! Enjoy!

Sweeney Todd

At first, I was as mad as Hell at Mrs. Lovett for attempting to hurt Lucy. I could see them talking from the distance, though I couldn't hear them. Lucy had a smug smile on her face and Mrs. Lovett looked like she was going to murder the woman. When Lucy turned, that's when Mrs. Lovett went to lunge for her. I ran over and quickly grabbed the woman from behind.

"Let me go!" She yelled, kicking me and elbowing me. It's hard, but I manage to control her. I see Lucy turn and stare at me coldly, breaking me heart.

"I thought I said that I never wanted to see your face again, Mr. Sweeney Todd," She says coldly to me. I feel Mrs. Lovett freeze completely in me arms when Lucy speaks my name.

"I'm sorry for the behavior of me landlady, Lucy. I won't let it happen again," I hear myself say, hoping that she'll smile pleasantly at me like she used to. Instead, she keeps her glare on me.

"Leave, Sweeney Todd," She says softly, glaring at Mrs. Lovett, "And take your trash with you."

"TRASH?! I'M NOT TH'ONE WHO 'AS SLEPT WITH EVERY FOP IN LONDON!" Mrs. Lovett yells, thrashing to get out of my grasp to get Lucy. That's enough! I quickly turn Mrs. Lovett around so she's facing me. The anger in her eyes is quickly replaced by shock and fear.

"M-Mr. Todd, I--"

SMACK! Without being fully aware of it, I harshly slapped Mrs. Lovett across the face. She stumbles slightly, looking rather dazed and shocked. I shake her until she looks up at me.

"If you ever attempt to harm my Lucy again, I will personally make you the next filling in those blasted pies. Do you understand?" I ask in a low growl. She nods quickly, trembling like a leaf. I keep me grip on her arm and I drag her with me back to Fleet Street.

On the way back to Fleet Street, I keep on thinking about Lucy's coldness towards me. Even before this incident, she was very cold acting. Why? I thought that she loved me. Suddenly, I feel guilty about me actions towards Mrs. Lovett. Even though I couldn't hear what was being said between the two of them, it appeared that Lucy was trying to piss off Mrs. Lovett. I glance at the woman by me side. She stares straight ahead, wearing every emotion she could possibly feel on her face right now. The guilt in me heart worsens when I see how red her face is from where I had hit her. I have never struck a woman prior to this. I promised meself that I never would after how I saw Albert Lovett treat his wife. Subconsciously, I loosen my grip on Mrs. Lovett's arm. I want to say something, but not here in the streets.

When we get to the Pie Shop, Mrs. Lovett quickly pulls away from me and disappears inside of her shop. When I go to follow her, her son abruptly stops me, wearing the angriest look on his face.

"Where do you think you're going?" He asks, or more like snarls.

"I need to have a word with your mum," I say to him, trying to get by. He laughs angrily, shoving me back.

"Oh, I don't think so, sir." I look at him desperately.

"Toby, please let me talk to her," I beg. He keeps his glare on me.

"I think it'd be best if yeh went back up to your shop," He says coldly. Well, I'm obviously not going to win this one. So, I turn and go up into me shop. I'll just have to talk to her when her little body guard is asleep.

I quietly head down to the Pie Shop later on when it's late. I know where Mrs. Lovett will be, down in the bake house to grind the killings from me work today. To no surprise, the bake house door is open. I head down the steep stairs. Geese, there's so many steps! This must be Hell for her to have to walk up and down them all day. When I get down the stairs, I walk through the open door and watch Mrs. Lovett hack up a body relentlessly. I see the blood squirt up with every hack she makes. I know that she's taking out her frustrations on the body. When she finishes, I jump when I see her angrily fling the butcher's knife across the room. I hear her sigh before turning in me direction. Both of us don't move when we make eye contact.

When I look her over, she is completely covered in blood. It's on her face, her cloths, her arms, even in her hair. Her eyes are wide and are moist. Yes, she had been crying earlier. I take a step closer to her, watching her tense up considerably. I can't blame her for her uneasiness, seeing I threatened to bake her into pies earlier today.

"I want to have a word with you," I say to her.

"Alright," She mutters. Her voice is very shaky.

"I'll talk to you when you're done. I'll be waiting in the parlor," I say before I turn and leave her alone again. I want some time to think about what I'm going to say to her. Also, I'm hoping that she'll be calmer when she finishes her work. I sit in the parlor and wait patiently. After thirty-five minutes, Mrs. Lovett finally enters the room. She's still afraid, but she seems to be hiding it better. I am a bit shocked when she sits on the same couch as me. However, she made sure there was as much distance between us as possible.

"Alright, Mr. Todd," She says quietly, "What do yeh want t' talk about?" I look at her, but she doesn't make eye contact, she just stares off into the distance.

"What did Lucy say to you that got you so furious at her?"

Dwa-dwa-dwa...Cliff hanger! Will Mr. Todd actually hear Mrs. Lovett out? Or, will he be all mean and broody? Find out tomorrow! I'll give you all a hint if you review!