Chapter 12
5 months since he had last seen her. Each month she had been gone his fear of her death had increased making his blood boil and his anger surge. He had belted Azelma he didn't know how many times now. He had hit Azelma because she wasn't Nance.
He wasn't an emotional man but he did have a heart. He remembered once when they had first came to this country Nancy had told him he didn't have one but if he didn't then why did he feel so strongly about her and why was he, yes he Bill Sikes, scared that he lost her forever.
The place had got worse since she left. Nance seemed to bring in a ray of light with her especially when she smiled and he saw the love she held for him in her eyes. He had hated her when Fagin had told him that she had peached. He had wanted to bust her skull open, to make her feel the pain she had caused him by breaking his trust. But when it had come down to it and he had to administer that fatal blow he couldn't do it. He couldn't end the life that had brought so much joy to his own.
When Fagin had told him he had to marry Azelma he had it the roof He had held Fagin's neck in a vice like grip and threatened to end the old fence's life there and then. That was until the old miser reminded Sikes that if he didn't do it, it would be him who would soon feel the vice like grip of the hang mans rope around his own neck.
So he had married her and Azelma Thenardier had become Azelma Sikes. The name didn't sit well with him though. He should of married Nance when he had the chance. Nancy Sikes sounded much better he thought.
The cry of the baby brought Bill back to reality. "Bloody kid" he muttered under his breath. Nancy had always wanted kichen and he had denied it her worried that the loss of them would finish her off like it had done for his mother. But now not only was he a husband but a father too, to Emily Sikes. Another girl to look after he thought. The babies cries increased and then came the rough voice of Madame Thenardier, Azelma confined to her bed due to a rather vicious blow from Bill.
Bill looked at the open doorway and considered his options. It was either a life tied to a wife he despised and a screaming baby or the gallows. He would take his chance with the hangman. He left.
5 months since he had last seen her. Each month she had been gone his fear of her death had increased making his blood boil and his anger surge. He had belted Azelma he didn't know how many times now. He had hit Azelma because she wasn't Nance.
He wasn't an emotional man but he did have a heart. He remembered once when they had first came to this country Nancy had told him he didn't have one but if he didn't then why did he feel so strongly about her and why was he, yes he Bill Sikes, scared that he lost her forever.
The place had got worse since she left. Nance seemed to bring in a ray of light with her especially when she smiled and he saw the love she held for him in her eyes. He had hated her when Fagin had told him that she had peached. He had wanted to bust her skull open, to make her feel the pain she had caused him by breaking his trust. But when it had come down to it and he had to administer that fatal blow he couldn't do it. He couldn't end the life that had brought so much joy to his own.
When Fagin had told him he had to marry Azelma he had it the roof He had held Fagin's neck in a vice like grip and threatened to end the old fence's life there and then. That was until the old miser reminded Sikes that if he didn't do it, it would be him who would soon feel the vice like grip of the hang mans rope around his own neck.
So he had married her and Azelma Thenardier had become Azelma Sikes. The name didn't sit well with him though. He should of married Nance when he had the chance. Nancy Sikes sounded much better he thought.
The cry of the baby brought Bill back to reality. "Bloody kid" he muttered under his breath. Nancy had always wanted kichen and he had denied it her worried that the loss of them would finish her off like it had done for his mother. But now not only was he a husband but a father too, to Emily Sikes. Another girl to look after he thought. The babies cries increased and then came the rough voice of Madame Thenardier, Azelma confined to her bed due to a rather vicious blow from Bill.
Bill looked at the open doorway and considered his options. It was either a life tied to a wife he despised and a screaming baby or the gallows. He would take his chance with the hangman. He left.