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Sweeney Todd: IllegalThe look on his face is of pure shock, horror and forever haunted of sin. Averting his gaze I continue to make my way into the kitchen to conjure up more meat pies for my suddenly booming business. He sits at the table, a bottle of gin in his hands and those dark eyes of his watching my every move.Sweeney Todd: Illegal by RetardedJackSparrow
As I place a pie into the oven I glance over my shoulder to see him still hunched over the table, still glaring. Exhaling I lean onto the counter, trying to ignore all the crawling infestation on the countertops.
"Love, please." I beg, his constant stare breaking me, "Just say your mind before mine goes mad."
He sighs, fiddling with a hangnail, "I just don't know what to think." He mutters, "I mean, you've kept me up countless nights."
"And I barely have any energy for the shop."
"But, I love you, mum, and I want you to be happy." He finishes, my body collapsing into relief, "Please, just listen to me. Mr. T's not the man for you! There's something sideways about tha
Sweeney Todd: RegretSweeney Todd:Sweeney Todd: Regret by RetardedJackSparrow
His dark eyes search my face, his eyebrows slightly furrowed in slight confusion, "What?" He asks, as if he hadn't heard my confession.
"I love you." The words tumble from my mouth as naturally as breathing, "I love you, Sweeney Todd, I always have..." My eyes drift to the bloody lump on the chair, "...no matter what."
His abyss like eyes stare intently at my face as if he's trying to find an answer in it. My heart pounds in my ears and every fiber of my being screamed to look away from his eyes but I couldn't. I'm his moth to his flame, no matter the situation I cannot ignore the burning passion that rips apart my heart.
Those sharp lips of his pull down into a frown, elongating his already narrow face, he lift his hand towards me. As it rises I refuse to look at the killer that rests in his palm.
Slowly he raises his hand closer to my face as I brace myself for the cool feel of his blade on my throat. This wouldn't be the first time he's almost killed me,
Sweeney Todd: Don't RememberSweeney Todd:Sweeney Todd: Don't Remember by RetardedJackSparrow
He pulls away from me, the warmth of his body leaving mine and where he'd once been leaves me cold only wanting him. His attention snaps to the customer idiling in the doorway then to the bloody body in the chair. He casually steps in front of it hoping the customer didn't see. I on the other hand struggle to close the zipper Mr. T had kindly undone for me.
His dark eyes glare at the figure in the doorframe, "Can't you read?" He snarls, "We're closed."
I giggle into my palm, we don't have our hours posted.
Our interuptor walks inside, their back slightly hunched and their hands fidgeting with one another. The dim lighting reveals them to be a woman with horrible layers and layers of smelly rags and a pathetic bonnet atop her head.
Mr. T grimances at either her sight or her smell, i can't decide, but he furrows his thick eyebrows at the woman, "In case you didn't catch that we'd like you to leave."
The woman shakes her head, "No...NO!" Her whole body seems t
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