Hello. so since i always take forever to update i thought for this chapter i should start doing re-caps lol. like why not. it's just something to make me more annoying, right, like who reads these. all you care about is the chapter am i right? which is great, enjoy the chapter! love it! oh sorry i mean lovett! but i'm doing a re-cap, here goes:

Previously in Haunted Dreams: Sweeney's an asshole. Nellie's awesome. he made her cry again because hes a dick. and Nellie held her head up high because she's awesome and now she's debating leaving his sorry ass.

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Haunted Dreams

Chapter 34

Walking. Head high, the skirt of the crimson dress she borrowed blowing past her heels as she struts her quick pace, corkscrew curls slapping against her back, dry tears on her cheeks. Dry. No tears anymore, she was too good for those tears. She wanted to get out of this bloody mansion if it was the last thing she'd ever do. But, in order to do that she would have to walk past the main hall where a lot of people would be standing, chatting, and they would see her, and they would ask questions. She wasn't in the mood for anything at the moment, not for questions, or curious glances, no fucks were going to be given tonight. She was getting the hell out of here, without her asshole husband. Go home, grab her babies, and go. . . Go where?

She stopped in the middle of the hallway, leaned against the wall. Where would she go? Well at the moment she just wanted to go home, but then what? If she left anywhere Sweeney would track her down, she knows this. If she got home and waited till morning she'd see him, then it'd be impossible for her to rip herself and especially the kids away from him. And then there was Daniel to worry about. She put her hand to her forehead and sighed. I can't do this, she thought to herself. And how would she ever explain this to the kids. Johanna's a baby so that's easy, but Jeremey. He's so fond of his father, she doesn't want to separate her kids, and oh god she can't do this!

"Eleanor." A familiar voice called.

Nellie looked up to see Alicia running towards her, bright smile on her face that quickly turned to concern when she spotted Nellie's expression.

"Everything all right?" she asked friendly.

Nellie didn't answer, just looked down.

"What happened to your dress? It's different."

"I spilled something on it." She lied. She looked up at Alicia, with a frown and tired eyes. "I'm sorry, I need to go." She turned to leave. Walking towards the front hall where the door was.

"Without your husband?"

Her jaw clenched at the word 'husband'.

"Are you feeling all right? Want me to get your husband?"

"No!" Nellie almost screamed throwing Alicia off guard. "It's all right. I just want to be home."

"But you shouldn't walk alone, not this late at night, it's not safe. It's eleven o' clock."

"I'll be fine. I'm stronger than I look."

"If you insist. I'm checking on you in the morning." She smiled, turning back around, heading back in to the party. Nellie watched her leave, her heart heavy. She was such a sweet person, and Nellie had never even met her husband. She was sure he was a nice person as well.


To Nellie's dismay she eventually realized that she was lost. How big is this bloody place, she grumbles. She pushed through two heavy, wooden doors thinking it'd lead to the grand hall, but it only led into a library. On one of the back walls of the library, however, there were large windows, looking out into the grand hall. In a way, she did find it. She could see people dancing, and chatting, most of them blocking the front door. She sighed in annoyance. She was in no mood to deal with that crowd, so she took some time to glance at all the books, maybe the crowd would disperse after a while.

As book worms tend to do, she got lost in the time of it all, glancing at thousands of books. Give a girl a library and they'll immediately feel better. Or food, preferably sweets. Nellie had a stack in her hands within ten minutes. She couldn't help herself. She found so many great history and language books, great for teaching her children with. She found some on science, mathematics, mythology. Hey, she wants them to be smart. She was so happy and peaceful, the first time, since entering this place, that she didn't even notice the other person standing in the room.

A tall man, in a fancy suit stood there, silently watching her, hands in his pockets. Nellie turned to look at another shelf, and saw him from the corner of her eye. She jumped out of her skin and the books she was holding flew into the air. "Bloody hell." She cursed, breathing rapidly.

"My apologies. I didn't mean to frighten you." The gentleman smiled politely. Nellie took hint of the British accent, not Irish.

"No I'm sorry, I didn't see you there." She said, bending down to pick up the books. The gentleman bent down to her eye level to help her. He was so dashing, Nellie couldn't help but think, as she looked at him. His eyes and face seemed familiar to her, though she couldn't quite place it. He had sandy blonde hair, blue eyes, a little bit of stubble. He had a bright smile, as if he spent his life laughing a lot.

"I believe these belong to you." He said handing her the books.

"Oh actually they don't. I don't know what I was thinking, taking them off the shelves. Got carried away."

"No, you can have them, I don't mind. It is my library."

Nellie's gasped, so this is the host?

"Please, I'm not going to read them, take as many as you'd like." He smiled, gesturing with his hand to the book shelves. "You may need some help carrying them though." He noted.

She laughed, warm smile on her face.

An hour past, Nellie and this gentleman sat on the sofa in the library and chatted the entire time. They talked about books, their favorite stories. Nellie talked about her children, he told her about how his father was an explorer and sometimes he would sail on the sea with him, and that's how the family became rich, by selling the treasure they found.

"And one time, there was this fish so huge, I swear it was a sea king."

"They don't exist." Nellie stated.

"No I'm telling you, it was massive." He said, holding his arms up to prove how big it was.

"Okay, fine then go on." Nellie chuckled.

"So it destroyed our ship, right. And my father and I are swimming to the island, and I swear I could feel it's teeth inches from feet. But we made it on shore, and well we were stranded there." He said laughing. "So I'm panicking, and my father, calm as ever, decides to look for buried treasure. And could you believe, he found some." He said laughing.

"So how did you get off?" Nellie asked.

"Oh another ship came by and found us. Thank God. All we had to eat was crabs." He re-positioned himself on the couch. "So what are your adventures?" he asked her.

"I don't have any. I'm very boring." She lied.

"Ah I doubt that." He smiled. "You weren't born here, I know. British accent like me."

"My family moved here." She said, it was a half lie.

"Tell me about your husband?" he asked.

"I didn't tell you I was married."

"I'm just assuming, since you have two children, one on the way. It could be boyfriend. I don't know." He laughed.

"I'm child bearing witch. Shhhh." Nellie teased putting a finger over her lips.

He continued to laugh.

Nellie threw her head back, sighing contently. "This is so nice."

"Glad you enjoy my company."

"It's just nice to talk to someone who isn't a toddler. And my husband is working all the time, and he's an asshole." Nellie said.

"Oh?" the man asked amused.

Nellie was surprised by her own words. "I didn't mean to be that honest."

"I could since you were troubled the moment I walked into this room." The man said.

"It's just that." She took a deep breath. "I'm his second wife, and sometimes I can't tell if he loves me. Because sometimes he still loves her. And he has this split personality, one minute he's gentle, loving." She said that last part with a smile on her face, thinking about all the times, Sweeney smiled at her, kissed her.

She thought of the time he came into the kitchen and saw her covered in flour, "I got a bit carried away." She said smiling. He grabbed her face, looking right into her eyes. "You're adorable, pet." He smiled back, pulling her into a hug as she rested her head on his shoulder.

"And then sometimes he's a monster." Nellie said continuing, thinking about just a few hours ago when he screamed in her face in the hallway, upstairs, and slapped her. When that memory hit her, a sad expression formed once again on her face.

"I don't think he deserves you." The man said. "What's your name?"

"Nellie."

"Smith." He said.

"That is the fakest name I have ever heard." Nellie said laughing.

"Okay, yeah your right, I lied. Colin Sparrow."

"Nellie Todd." She smiled.

"Pleasure to meet you, Nellie." Colin said shaking her hand.

"And you as well."

"I think you should talk to him. Either that, or run away. You need to do something to get the point across that he hurt you."

Nellie leaned forward, hanging on to his every word.

"If you do nothing, go on as if nothing is wrong, then it'll never end. Because he's winning, and he knows he's winning. You need to stop him, he's abusing you it's not right." Colin said, getting worked up.

"I didn't say, he was abusing me." Nellie stated.

"I saw you two, in the hallway. I saw how he treated you, it wasn't right."

"You don't fully understand, he's just—"

"You're defending him?" He shouted surprised.

"You don't know him like I do."

"He has hurt you!"

"You just don't understand. I've known him a lot longer than I've known you." Nellie said.

"He's abusive. You need to get away from him. You can live here with me." He said.

"What?!"

"Stay with me." He said.

"No, I—"

The door to the library opened. Sweeney Todd came in and from the look on his face he heard everything. He quickly walked over to Nellie, grabbing her arm and pulling her towards the door. "Come on we're leaving."

"Sweeney?"

"I was looking everywhere for you." He said.

"She's not going anywhere." Colin said.

Sweeney stopped in his tracks, facing Colin, a fowl look in his eyes. "And who are you?" he asked with malice.

Nellie took the opportunity to yank her arm out of Sweeney's grasp.

"Nellie is staying here with me, she already agreed to. I'm her friend." Colin said smiling.

"I never said I was staying here with you, and we just met. We're hardly friends." Nellie said.

"Ah. But we used to be. In fact, if I remember correctly we were more than friends."

Nellie and Sweeney both looked confused.

"Remember that day? I proposed and you left me, standing in the field, alone."

Nellie's eyes grew wide in horror. She looked up at Colin Sparrows. "Timothy?"

He smiled. "I'm insulted you didn't remember me."

Nellie started laughing evilly, pointing a finger at Timothy she said. "As I recall it, I did not leave you standing there, you ran away like a little bitch."

"No, you're the one that ran away."

"Timothy?" Sweeney asked confused.

"I'm her ex-boyfriend." Timothy said looking at Sweeney. "And you are not taking her anywhere."

"Right? Well, I'm her husband so yes, I am." Sweeney said grabbing Nellie's arm again.

"Well I'm the one that took her virginity away." Timothy said grabbing her other arm.

"Didn't get a second chance, did you? Since it's my child she's carrying." Sweeney fought.

They both tugged her like she was a rope. "Boys, please!" She shouted.

"Remember when boys fought over you all the time?" Timothy asked.

Nellie chuckled. "Ha. They were your friends and they were all idiots." she said glaring at him.

"Well she was carrying my child, but it fell down the stairs." Timothy said.

"What?" Sweeney asked looking at Nellie.

"She lied to Albert and told him the child was his, pretty genius. She's a great liar, then again she learned from the best. We lied to our parents all the time, got away with a lot stuff."

"I should have known that pirate story earlier was fake." Nellie said.

"I hit it big Nell, my mother re-married. The guy was loaded, then he died and my mother got the money, then she died, so it's all mine. Your right, the treasure story was fake. And this happened right after you dumped me. I could've supported you, our child wouldn't have died." He looked into her eyes. "Your life wouldn't have been miserable."

They both let go of her. "Come on we're leaving right now." Sweeney said, looking at Timothy with disgust.

Nellie stood there.

"Nellie?" Sweeney asked.

She didn't move.

"You're not seriously thinking about this?"

"I don't know" she said.

"What? Nellie!" Sweeney demanded. "You're barking, come on."

She looked him in the eyes. She was serious about this, dead serious. She hadn't made up her choice yet, but she was strongly thinking about it. She looked at Sweeney, then turned to look at Timothy. "I need some time to think."

She walked out the door. Sweeney chased after her and caught up with her in the hallway. "Nellie, don't do this. Our children?"

He pleaded with her, he looked pathetic.

Nellie put her head in her hands. "I just don't know Sweeney. I'm hurt. I'm so hurt, because of you. I don't know if I can go home with you and keep this up for the rest of my life."

He grabbed her hands, forcing her to look at him. "Nellie look I'm sorry. I know. I know I hurt you. I do love you please. You don't want to do this." He rested his forehead against hers.

She pushed away from him.

She grabbed his face, looking into his eyes. "Remember all those times I was mad at you, and you made fun of me for melting into your arms."

Sweeney nodded, stroking her hands. "Please" he whispered.

"I'm not melting now am I?"

She pulled away from him.

"Nellie."

"You have hurt me for the last time."

She started walking away from him.

"Nellie I'm so sorry. I don't mean to hurt you. You know how I get." He grabbed her hand again. "Let's just go home, we can work this out like we always do." He smiled at her.

She laughed. Grabbed his face again.

"I'm fucking done with you Sweeney Todd."

She let him go, and walked away.

someone give me a mike, i think i deserve to drop it!

next time on Haunted Dreams: sweeney is getting tortured. you heard me, its about time he deserves a little pay back am i right. and do you guys remember timothy? he was shown in a flash back way back yonder. well he's back and ready to blast some holes in this ship. but never fear, those holes can always be patched up.

hope you enjoyed this, ill try to not take to long on the next one.