Author's Note: Hellooooooooo. :D I got it done. Finally. I just realized two things. 1. Lucy's name reminds me of that fossil or what-not of the australopithocus they found that they named "Lucy". HAHAHA. Anyone know what I'm talking about? 2. In this AND Pretend both, things are going shakey. What is my problem? Plot bunnies. I blame them all. :D Read on.
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'Wot Did Yeh're Lucy Look Like?' ... 'She had Yellow Hair.'
Eleanor held her hands over her mouth as realization dawned over her; her son was gone... and she couldn't do anything about it.
"'Ho took 'im?" She whimpered out as Sweeney clamped his hand tight around his razor.
Sweeney searched for an answer. Who hated him and Eleanor so much that they would want to take their newborn son? He knew the answer all too quickly, he just didn't want to admit it.
"Damn-" He choked out.
"Wot? 'Ho did it?" Eleanor asked, clinging to his arm.
He looked down at her, his eyes glowering with hate. "Lucy."
It was less than two days before she showed up again. This time, Lucy had decided to come alone; and Sweeney was waiting in the shadows of the stairs for her. She didn't even realize he was standing there until he had grabbed her by the arm and had her pushed against the wall.
"Lucy." He hissed, his breath hot on her face.
"Be-Benjamin!" She screamed, her voice faint. "Lemme go!"
"Shut up." He stated, hating thick in his words. "Where is my son?"
"I took 'im to me 'usband." She whispered, tears speckling her eyes.
"Husband?" Sweeney's tone was confused, mixed slightly with hurt, his eyes searching hers for lies. "When did that happen?"
Lucy smiled, her beauty lighting up the way it had once been. "During Mrs. Lovett's pregnancy."
"You knew?" He asked.
"It was obvious. She was gettin' fat love." Lucy found the opportunity to pull Sweeney's hand from her arm and lean close to his face. "Wot do you see in 'er?"
"More than I did in you." He whispered, his words not backing up his angry glare.
"Benjamin-" She whispered, bringing her lips closer to his. "I still love you."
Four words were all it took to get him to want her again.
The children, Toby, even Eleanor... none of it mattered at that moment.
Lucy Barker pushed her lips onto Sweeney Todd's for the first time in well over fifteen years, and every receptor in his body went numb. He knew it was wrong, but it felt right to have her wrap her arms around his neck, and he return the favor. Intimacy had never been much of anything for Lucy, but now, she was tangling her hands through his hair, her hands racing all over his body, touching every bit of him, remembering the sculpt of his body.
She pulled away from him, gasping for air. "Ben, you're amazing."
Sweeney grunted and pulled her face back in towards his. He hadn't realized he was making so much noise, not until the creaking on the steps alerted him to someone's presence. He ignored it, continuing to hunger for Lucy's lips.
"Sweeney-" It was whispered, but he heard the hurt in her voice. "'Ow could yeh..."
He let go of Lucy, looking up to see Eleanor holding Jazzmyn, her eyes speckled with the softest of tears.
"Eleanor." It pained him, but he knew it was something he had to do. "I'm sorry."
"Love," Lucy whispered, clinging her arms around his waist tenderly. "You're not wanted 'ere anymore."
"Alright." He turned away from Eleanor, his eyes pushing back tears. "Good bye Eleanor, Jazzmyn."
In one quick movement, Sweeney Todd was gone out of her life again.
Eleanor stared at the kitchen floor, tears dripping from her cheeks. Sweeney had left her for Lucy, when he had two newborn children to take care of.
"I 'ate 'im!" She yelled, slamming her hands onto the stairs.
She had put Jazzmyn to bed out of fear that she would wake her with her wails of depression.
"I don' understand wot is wrong with 'im! 'E tells me 'e's neva' goin' ter leave me, an' then 'e goes with 'is precious Lucy tha' is still insane!" Nellie sniffed lightly, her anger rising. "Dammit, 'e told me we were goin' ter live by the sea!"
She was shaking now, her sobs winning over her body, shaking her to the very core of her existence. Sweeney Todd, her life, her love, had just left with a wife that hadn't been there with him for fifteen years. Eleanor had been. She always had been. Yet even now, after he promised her he would never leave her again, after everything they had been through... he had decided to throw it all away.
For her.
For his Lucy.
The woman was the source of both of their problems. She had been the one the judge had wanted, the one he coveted so much that he had to send Benjamin Barker to try to get to her. Even that hadn't worked. Raped, poisened and dead inside, Lucy Barker had become such a wreck... but not before abandoning her daughter over to Eleanor. Johanna could have been happy if her mother hadn't been stupid enough to fall for Turpin's trick; but she was indeed a true dumb blond.
"Yellow 'air is ugly anyway." Nellie spat, twirling a piece of her auburn hair through her fingers. "But 'e always loved it..."
Had Benjamin Barker returned without her knowing? Had everything Sweeney told her been a lie?
She wished the answer was just as simple as breathing.
She couldn't live without air, but most of all, she couldn't live without Sweeney Todd.
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