Irene emerged later that evening, she had snuck out of her window earlier for some air, a loathsome looking Mr. Todd greeted her in the parlor. He was slouched back with a sneer on his face, tapping his fingers on the chair arm.
"My pet." He grinned menacingly.
She said nothing and strutted toward him, swinging her hips seductively. He followed her with his head as she went to the side of him, running her fingers down his neck she slowly kissed the side of his face. He grinned and closed his eyes.
"I'm sorry I've been so mean to you…" She whispered to him as her hand gripped his side. "I'm just so stupid…"
He grabbed her and she sat on his lap facing him. "It's alright." The barber mockingly whined. "I like a little fight." He ran his hands down her back licking his upper lip.
"I must make up for it." She stroked his cheek, his face was a bit sweaty.
"You can start with giving me a nice massage." Mr. Todd suggested taking hold of her hips tightly, balling up the dress fabric in his hands. "Then I'll do what I please." He stood up letting her drop to the floor.
She held back her anger and stood up gazing lovingly at him before she escorted him by the arm into the bedroom. He stripped and laid down onto the bed stomach down. Irene picked a bottle containing a clear liquid from the shelf and sat on his backside after removing just her dress.
"You will do every inch of me." He ordered.
She swallowed hard and gazed at his body, repulsive but alluring it was to her. Quickly she dribbled all the contents of the bottle down his back. A strong smelled filled the room, Mr. Todd's skin became red and he yelled in pain once he realized what was happening. Irene held him down for as long as she could but he managed to throw her off and get up but struggled to stand as a large burn became more apparent on his back.
"You whore!" He yelled as he slapped her across the face. "Get it off now!" Struggling to walk he grabbed her by the arm and they staggered into the bathroom.
Irene had placed kettles of water in there already, Mr. Todd stood in the tub as she poured water over the area a few times then washed it with soap. The barber swore and yelled in both pain and anger, threatening her. She had hoped to disable him and bring him to his knees in order to make a more gentle man but it only made him want to kill her. After thoroughly cleaning the burns she wondered how long she had left to live.
He made her run and get some supplies to treat the area. She thought to run but her fear was too great, her mind imagined him coming for her. When she returned he was still waiting in the bathroom, silently staring her down. Carefully she wrapped his whole torso in bandages and stood before him to see the full rage of the demon barber. His eyes pierced through her, every muscle was tense and veins protruded out.
At that moment she realized that this man was truly from Hell. "Mr. Todd…" She whimpered staring at the floor.
He took a shaky step and clutched her hair, making her look into his face. "You've succeeded in maiming me, my dear." He growled.
"I'm sorry." She said looking into his eyes.
He smirked and raised his other hand, razor clutched. "No you're not." With one swift movement he ran the blade over her throat.
Irene fell to her knees and looked up at the barber as she drifted into darkness. Her body flopped down in the pool of blood before her and Mr. Todd wiped his razor on her clothes and painfully walked out.