Erhm... so near the end of this chapter i was kinda distracted. Sorry if it sucks and isnt like medically correct... I havent taken biology yet. Anyways enjoy
Sweeney awoke the next day with Mrs. Lovett in his arms as usual.
Sighing loudly he relaxed his muscles, letting his head sink into the soft pillows. Despite what he had promised Mrs. Lovett, his depression still clung to him with a vengeance.
I won't leave her, I promised he thought staring up at the blank ceiling.
Mrs. Lovett shifted slightly in his arms, making him stiffen. He hated waking her up, which sadly he had been doing a lot lately.
Once he was sure she wasn't awake he continued with his thoughts.
I know she loves me, and I love her, but I can't help feeling like I'm destroying her life. I want to be with her forever but I don't want to hurt her in the process. And Toby, god what have I done to that boy? He's just so aggravating sometimes and he doesn't understand to stay away from me when I'm angry... But that doesn't excuse what I've done to him, nothing will excuse that.
"Mr. T, you awake?" Mrs. Lovett asked looking up at him.
He nodded "not long though"
She snuggled closer to him "what are you thinking about? For years I've wanted to know what you're always thinking of" she said listening to his heartbeat.
"No you don't, my thoughts are never pleasant and I would hate you bring sorrow onto you because of my twisted mind" he said grimly still staring ahead.
Mrs. Lovett frowned "you never think of anything happy? At all?" she sounded almost disappointed
"I do, but rarely. When my thoughts are about you they are happy" Sweeney was leaving out the part of how his thoughts could still be grim even when of her, thoughts of hurting her unintentionally and whatnot.
"Are you feeling better today?" she asked hugging him slightly.
"Yes" he lied "what day is it today?"
"The 10th why?" she said looking back up at him quizzically.
"Because, your birthday is this weekend" he replied smirking slightly.
God I hope nothing goes wrong that day he thought desperately and I hope I don't do anything wrong
"You remembered?!" she squeaked cheerfully.
"Of course, I would never forget that" Sweeney may be cold and cruel, but uncaring he was not "I'm going out to find you something this afternoon. I would have done it sooner but with all that's happened it was a bit tricky to get away"
Mrs. Lovett sat up happily, her hair was tousled from sleeping. One of the thin straps on her nightgown was slipping off her shoulder slightly.
Sweeney smiled at her, she was stunningly beautiful.
Pushing himself up he wrapped one arm around her waist, pulling her close he slid his hand up her arm, pausing right before the fallen strap.
Leaning in he kissed her shoulder carefully, making a trail of kisses across her collar bone to her jaw.
"I'm so sorry for everything" he whispered in her ear before continuing with his trail. Reaching her lips he kissed her gently before pulling away, earning a quiet whimper of disappointment.
"You know I forgive you" she said, her voice almost inaudible.
She gasped, now coming back to reality.
"Toby, we need to get the doctor to see Toby!" she said panicked, quickly she jumped out of bed pulling a rather casual dress over her nightgown, not bothering with a corset.
Sweeney followed her lead, swinging his legs over the bed he jumped out, quickly getting dressed.
"Go see the boy, I'll fetch the doctor. Tell Toby to agree with the story I tell the doctor" he said pulling on his boots.
"What might that be?" Mrs. Lovett asked fixing her hair.
"He fell down the stairs when he rushed to help you in the kitchen" Sweeney said walking to the door.
"Should I be concerned that you're a good liar?" she asked following him out.
"I would never lie to you, you know that" he said, and with that he was gone.
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Mrs. Lovett rushed upstairs to Toby's room. Gently she knocked on the door before slowly pushing it open.
There Toby lay, exactly where Sweeney had put him the night before, fast asleep.
"Toby dear?" she whispered, unsure about waking him.
Sitting down on the bed, she touched his shoulder cautiously.
"Good morning mum" Toby said groggily, looking over at her.
She smiled "did you have any troubles sleeping?" she asked quietly.
He shook his head, his face was still covered in blood.
"Toby we need to get you cleaned up, the doctor will be here soon" she said unsure of how she was going to manage that.
"Alright, what should I tell him?" he asked trying to sit up.
She helped him propping him up with multiple pillows.
"Mr. T is going to tell the doctor you fell down the stairs when you rushed to help me in the kitchen" she explained as she went to the washroom and retrieved a bowl of warm water and a washcloth.
"That sounds legit" Toby said smiling slightly.
Placing the bowl down on the table next to him she went to one of his drawers and pulled out a new pyjama shirt, walking back over to him.
"This might hurt, but we need to change you out of your blood splattered shirt" she said wearily.
"That's fine, but do you mind helping me?" he said as he started to unbutton his shirt.
"Of course love" she said helping the boy out of his stained shirt, gasping quietly as the large bruise covering his side and partially his chest "oh dear lord" she whispered, placing a hand over her mouth.
Toby placed a hand on her shoulder "it's alright, it doesn't hurt anymore, not unless I move really fast"
She nodded and helped him put on the new shirt. Once he was changed she dipped the washcloth into the warm water and began to gently clean the blood off his face, making sure she didn't touch his broken nose.
"Toby, Mr. Todd is very sorry, there is no possible way to describe how sorry he is" she said cleaning the last of the blood off.
"Yeah I'm sure he is" Toby said dryly.
"He is, you have to believe that" Mrs. Lovett said almost pleading the boy to understand.
"And what is there for proof that he's not lying" he replied in the same tone.
"He tried to kill himself" she retaliated.
Toby froze "why?"
"Because, he thinks he is ruining our lives, he doesn't enjoy hurting you and he thinks he's destroying everything we've worked for. He thinks that leaving would be better" she said her voice dark and serious.
"But he can't leave!" Toby protested, tears welling up in his eyes. He couldn't help it, he had grown to like Mr. Todd's presence and he loved seeing his mum happy, him leaving... or worse dying would crush her even more than the first time.
"I know, he promised he wouldn't but I think that his depression might be overweighing the promise" she explained sitting down on the bed again.
"Why is he so depressed? Nothing really bad has happened" Toby said clearly not understanding.
Mrs. Lovett looked at him, her eyes pained "sometimes what seems like nothing to one, is really something catastrophic to another. He doesn't want to be like he used to be, he doesn't want to hurt people anymore. But to shield us that's exactly what he did, and then not only did he hurt someone else in an attempt to protect us, he hurt you completely obliterating the purpose of his first act" she paused "Mr. Todd's anger is something he painfully has to live with. Try as he might it's not something he can easily control, so when you hit him it sent him over the edge. Toby he had no intention on hurting you, and the fact that he did sent him into a wave of depression. The guilt and horror he feels is getting to an unbearable point" she finished explaining and sighed loudly.
Toby sat still, not saying a word.
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Urgently Sweeney strode down the streets towards the doctor's office. Finally reaching his destination he pushed open the doors and walked in.
"How may I help you?" A man in a white medical jacket asked
"I need you to come to Mrs. Lovett's bake shop with me, her boy fell down the stairs last night and is severely injured" Sweeney explained in a rather rushed manner.
Without a word the man nodded and followed Sweeney out the door.
Hastily the two men walked down the street towards the bake shop. Pulling open the door Sweeney held it so that the doctor could walk through ahead of him.
"Up the stairs" Sweeney said bluntly, following the man up the stairs "first room on the right" he added as they reached the top.
The doctor knocked on the door once before pushing it open and walking through.
Sweeney followed them in to see Toby sitting on the bed, Mrs. Lovett had gone to dispose of the bloody water in the washroom.
After they walked in, so did Mrs. Lovett, her face grave and worried.
"Hello, my name is Dr. Richard Venas" Dr. Venas said turning to Mrs. Lovett, greeting her with a warm smile.
"Morning, I'm Mrs. Lovett, this is Sweeney Todd" she said her voice rather flat.
"So what seemed to have happened? Mr. Todd told me that he fell down the stairs?" Dr. Venas said walking towards Toby.
"Yes, he hit his face and we think he broke some ribs" Mrs. Lovett said calmly.
Dr. Venas nodded.
"Morning son, I'm going to check your ribs first, is that alright?" he asked Toby who nodded pulling up his shirt to expose the bruised torso.
The Dr frowned "tell me if this hurts" he said pulling light pressure on Toby's ribs causing him to yelp quietly.
"I'll take that as a yes" he said examining his chest "alright it looks like you have about 2 broken ribs, I'll need to put them back into place in a moment. You also said he hit his face?" he asked turning to Sweeney.
He nodded "there was a fair amount of blood but Mrs. Lovett helped him wash up this morning"
Dr. Venas leaned in inspecting the boy's swollen and bruised nose, carefully he put a light amount of pressure on it making Toby gasp and pull away.
"Yes you're right, it does seem to be broken. I'll have to realign it as well" Dr. Venas said with a rather sympathetic look.
Slowly he stood up to face Sweeney and Mrs. Lovett "I think it would be best if you left for when I reset the bones, it's a rather painful process and I don't think you would want to witness your boy in pain"
Silently they agreed and walked out of the room down the stairs.
Sweeney was silent, he couldn't bring himself to speak. Seeing Toby made him feel even worse than he had before.
"Are you alright dear?" Mrs. Lovett asked placing her hand on his arm.
He flinched slightly at the unexpected touch "I'm fine" he said quickly making Mrs. Lovett frown.
"You said you wouldn't lie to me" she said still frowning.
"I'm sorry, you're right" he replied looking down at his feet.
"Well then, are you alright?" she asked again, a little irritated.
"No, I'm not. Toby is going to have to go through grave pain because of me, and it's almost impossible for me to have to endure the thought of that" Sweeney said his voice full of agony.
Mrs. Lovett held him tight "he forgave you, and he doesn't want you to leave" she whispered in his ears.
They stood for a moment awaiting the pained cry's that would soon immerge from Toby's room.
As expected they heard Toby cry out as the doctor realigned his broken bones. Sweeney gripped Mrs. Lovett`s arms, shaking as he endured the stabbing anguish that came with the sounds of Toby's pain.
"It's fine love, he'll be fine" Mrs. Lovett said stroking his arms in an attempt to comfort the obviously tortured man.
"But it's my fault, and somehow he still forgave me" Sweeney said more to himself that Mrs. Lovett his voice a whisper.