Well, umm. Hi. Thank you to the many people who have reviewed, etc.

MATURE CONTENT CHAPTER: Swearing, and "adult stuff" (Not graphic, unless you use your imagination.)

DISCLAIMER: Well, me and Sweeney are getting along quite fine...if you know what I mean. ;-) Jk.

"Lucy Barker!" he yelled, his fists clenched at his side in one last hope of calling her back to him.

She slowly turned on her stoop to face him, right before knocking on the door. "Lucy...Barker? I have not been Lucy Barker for 15 years. She is dead. I am Lucy Turpin, and I bid you good day, sir," she knocked on the door and a servant ushered her in, and she slammed the door herself.

Lucy sighed, and let herself slid down the door, hey eyes watering. She hadn't know that name for so long, and had put it far out of her mind. She locked it up on the day he proposed to her, but not like she had much of a choice...she was with child, and had a one year old babe, and there was no way she could survive.

Although...sometimes, when she was alone, she would let go, and cry to herself about her old life. About Benjamin, and Johanna, and sometimes, ever Mrs. Lovett. She would do anything to return to that life above the bakery, in that small room, happy and cozy. Now, even with all these riches, and such a large house, she couldn't be happy when she remembered her past.

But she would carry on, and once she had wiped her tears away, and washed her face, she would go down the grand stairs and have tea with her new life, her new life named Judge Turpin. She did love him, but not in the way she loved being Mrs. Barker. She loved Judge Turpin in the way you love a friend for letting you stay in their guest room while your husband was away, and you didn't want to be alone.

Lucy wiped her eyes, and dumped her jacket on the maid, who said nothing, and made no eye contact. Lucy walked up the stairs, and looked in her son's room, and saw him asleep, entwined with some girl. Lucy smiled, not caring that her son was fucking prostitutes, or maybe someone that he loved.

She let a tear fall, thinking about that he was in love. She smiled, and walked down the hall into her bedroom. She changed into her nightgown, even though it wasn't even dinner time. Lucy fell to the floor, and cried, letting great sobs shake her body. When she finally finished crying, she heard the door close behind her.

"Lucy, Lucy, Lucy," she heard a voice tut. She looked up, her eyes red, and hair flowing around her. "What's wrong?" She shook her head, and wiped her eyes, trying to look happy. "Oh, yes, there was something wrong. You can tell me." He walked towards her, and she looked away, but felt his hands sliding down her back.

"It was nothing." She replied calmly, void of all emotion. He smiled, and kissed her roughly on the cheek.

"I know how to make you feel all better, don't worry, love." She felt his hands pull off her gown, and the kisses sliding up and down her body. She didn't try to stop him, because she new better now than to resist. He would only hurt her, like the first time. She touched her neck, remembering how his hands fit around it so easily. She sighed, and opened herself for him. She felt no joy, like she had when loving Benjamin. When they had made love, love had coursed through them, and they had been kissing, and felt no end of joy.

But now, she felt like she was no better than a whore. She was fucked, and her payment was the life and wealth named Lucy Turpin.

Well, how was that? I needed a break from Sweeney. What do you think about Lucy's new life?

Review, so I know people actually read this.

Stelli