Disclaimer: Well… Ummmm here's my disclaimer: I do not own anything Sweeney Todd related, yada yada, you know the rest. Sorry I haven't written in a while I also am writing books, and I kinda had this weird time when I refused to write anything and pretty much isolated my self from everything in my room for a while (long story). Anyway, enough about me, please enjoy my newest chapter to "Obsession".


CHAPTER 3

He walked down the streets of London, panting, his stomach was trying to do something he wasn't quite used to, yet he had no control over it. His mind screamed "RUN." but his body would not allow it. He remembered the frightened look on his mother's face. She looked terrified.

He wanted to see the same look on someone else's face. What about the body? He stopped. He hadn't thought about it at the time. Of course, nobody would suspect an innocent, formally abused little orphan. He opened up the razor, the beautiful color of the familiar liquid brought back memories of his life that once was. Living in fear every night, that you wouldn't wake up. Working under miserable conditions that most people wouldn't even let their pigs into.

He shivered and his head ached. His knuckles and his tiny palms, together, sent a shock of pain through his arm. He collapsed on the hard, wet ground. The coolness of the air finally embraced his young skin, and the beautiful song of the wind lulled him to sleep.

Morning came too quick for Toby. People were walking around him and staring, gossiping about him as they passed. He sighed and grudgingly peeled himself off of the cobblestone. He rubbed his eyes and his heart pounded at the thought of blood, murder, showing no mercy whatsoever to the people the had made his life hell.

He started walking to no particular place in his mind. Voices tugged at his brain, at his memory, but he shooed them away the best he could. They were voices of the past now, they were no need to stop his life from going forward.

He looked around him, studying every single worthless soul. They lived a life as it nothing bad lived, but young Toby knew all too well that demons can take form in anything. Even the things you trusted most.

Betrayal.

All of his life was centered around betrayal. His mother. Pirelli. Sweeney Todd. Even his beloved Mrs. Lovett. He had no one to trust. All of them had wanted to kill him, leave him, none of them truly wanted him, and never knew what it was like to not be wanted.


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