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   The day was chillier than expected as you pushed your coat closer to your soft and sensitive skin, walking through the empty and lonely streets of London, on Fleet Street itself. You yourself were getting back home from your mothers house who lived only a few blocks away, herself being very ill and incapacitated which made you pay her a lovely visit and comfort her sick self. She was diagnosed with stage two cancer and a deathly lung disease, making you come over every other day or so to care for her. You were just devastated at the news when you first heard the happenings that you broke down crying, for days at a time. That wasn't the point now though, you wanted to make it home safe, and thinking about depressing things would just make you jinx yourself in the act, thinking to yourself as your black flats clicked on the pavements, you passing a tunnel and looking around for any other presences around. You stopped when you noticed three men dressed in shades of grey and black, eyeing you, like almost in a way checking you out. You snarled, fluttering your eyelids in disgust as you tried to turn the other way, not when you heard the snickers of the men echoing in your ear.

   "What a pretty little lady.." The first man on the corner of the pathway teased, you being absolutely revolted, off-putted at this man's lust towards you.

   "I have to get going." You muttered, continuing to strut down the path when another male grabbed you with his rough palms, him pulling you to face the group of men. You noticed how their eyes almost shimmered with powerful desire, their bodies growing hungry by the second for you. You thought it was just atrocious that these men even talked to you, considering how deeply unattractive they were for the start of it. 

   "I think you'll be staying now." The lead guy purred, his fingers grazing your face, you smelling the alchohol oozing from his palm, your body tensing up. You slapped his hand off firmly, your hands gripping onto the openings of your jacket, fixing them sternly as your eyes stayed on the men.

   "I'm afraid not gentleman, you see, I have somewhere to be."

   "And what could be more important, missy?" The shorter man with a rather musty beard spat at you, his arms crossed in a puzzled way. 

   "Uhm.. I'm off to my b-boyfriend." You lied through your teeth, knowing you had nothing of a boyfriend, not even a leading relationship into romance. You yourself never found a need for romance, being a successful business woman yourself and leading yourself to be very independent. You hated to admit it but you never found any physical attraction in the men you met either, you never found that passion or love at first sight people experience, never truly being in love. You weren't miserable because of it, just a little bit embarrassed about the fact you haven't found anyone as you were in your alarming forties. The men chuckled in response to your lies, seeing straight through you.

   "Such good lies you come up with miss.. let us show you a good time, eh?" The man asked you, his eyes pleading for you. The upper corners of your upper lip turned upwards in uncomfortable disgust as you backed up, the lead man of the group following your every foot. Your eyes shifted around a small bit, looking for an escape as you backed up against the wall, your head banging onto the stone barrier. Not knowing what was best for you, you took the opportunity to serve the man an extremely earned, painful slap, as you then made a run for it, passing down the tunnel and heading into the remains of Fleet Street. You heard the man wince in pain, his skull bucking down being the last thing you saw. 

   "Gah! Get that bitch!" The man fizzed in anger, the other two guys charging after you down the street. You panted, your legs giving it all as your eyes immediately spotted an open meat pie shop. You sighed in relief, looking behind you one more time as you saw the guys leading up to you, getting closer. You shook your head, finally arriving at the door, forcefully opening and shutting it, your body swearing for breaths as your head laid against the door, your gaze up to the ceiling. What you didn't notice was two odd strangers were eying you as you successfully managed to escape those cruel fellows. Your hands patted the door in relief as you bucked down, your knees giving out as your rear hit the white floors of the shop, your head swooping down, your forehead resting on your knees. 

   "Miss..?" You heard a female voice chant. Your head immediately shot up at the noise, revealing the two. One was a female, the one who just spoke, with large two buns that were kind of messy, topped up with white pale skin and a black and red pretty dress, arriving to her ankles as her shoes looked okay polished. The other was a grudge like man with curly dark hair and a white streak that lined up on his hair, his clothes looking well ironed with a grey jacket, a collared black shirt with complicated buttons on it. His pants were striped black and dark grey, his shoes being like the ones you were wearing, just a bit bigger and worn out.

   "I..- I apologize." You spoke, slowly rising back on your feet to confront the two.

   "What are you doing here ma'am? Here for a pie?" The man interrogated you coldly, his voice leaving chills swooping down your spine, however very attractive indeed. You felt your ribs feel fuzzy and warm, butterflies jumping inside of you. Was this the feeling you'd been longing for?

   "No.. I was being chased by these three awful fella's.. interested to introduce me to their beds." You said sternly, your expression growing dark and dull. The woman looked awful, wallowing in your sorrow as the man had remained with his monotone facial emotions, only staring at every move you made.

   "Oh that must've been awful love. Here, come sit. Mr. Todd here can warm you up," She patted the man's back as he flinched at her touch, "Go sit with the girl, eh?" He sighed reluctantly, walking to the seat you were resting on, himself sitting on your left side, his body tense as you felt him shift a couple times anxiously next to you. Nellie grabbed your coat that she had slowly taken off you, leaving it on a nearby coat hanger and walking off to the counter where she was making something.

   "Thank you ma'am.. what's your name?" You asked the woman who had her back turned to you, seeming indulged into whatever she was baking at the time. 

   "I'm Miss Lovett dear, but you can call me Nellie. That fella sitting next to you is named Sweeney Todd." 

   "Just call me Sweeney." He interrupted, muttering deeply under his breath making the woman stop and turn around leisurely, her eyes concerned and confused at his exact words for some reason as she then returned to what she was doing, stirring some kind of odd smelling substance. 

   "Okay. I'm { first name } { last name }. It's a pleasure to meet the both of you." You greeted.

   "The pleasure is all ours, right Mr. Todd?" She questioned him as he hummed in response. You felt his arm now side by side to yours, your face growing hot and your head swimming in excitement as you scooted even closer in comfort. The man was extremely attractive indeed as well as his jawline was firm and strict, sharp and attracting. His nose was also sharp but very stern, making his serious shaped face seem more hot then it was. You hid your lip bite without anyone noticing, realizing you had to get home yourself. You lost the feelings you felt immediately when you got up, scared at the fact you were going to have to run home now.

   "This has all been lovely, however, I really have to get home." You announced, walking closer to the door. You watched Nellie smile towards you, like a good farewell. You then leaped your eyes onto Sweeney, the man just staring at you like there was no tomorrow, his eyes weirdly slightly widened as he watched you. You grinned at him shyly, almost heading out.

   "Goodbye { last name }." Nellie said, over turning her head to look at you. 

   "Bye!" You said lastly, removing yourself from the shop and into the cold air once more. You felt the shivers devour you as you decided to run as fast as possible to your house, passing the tunnel and almost a block away from your street when you suddenly paused, the three exact men from earlier in front of you who stupidly waited for you to be back outside again. 

   "Looky here! Thought you could get away from us huh?" Your eyebrows darted downwards at the lead mans comment, finally deciding to give it your all, your hands leaning down to your pocket which held a murder weapon, a pocket knife to be exact, your pointer finger grazing the base of the weapon.

   "Get away from me." You threatened, your hand gripping onto the base of the knife now, getting ready to defend yourself, your eyes darting around the place to see if anyone was watching, at the time being completely empty with nothing but the air around you. The men only laughed at you stepping closer as your lips trembled at what you were about to do, to complete the crime of murder itself just for your sake.

   "I said.. GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!" You screamed, your knife being released from your pocket and into the middle of the mans head, slicing his skull in half, his eyes bulging out of his sockets as his sorrowful life flashed before his eyes. The two of his halves splat open, each plopping on the floor with a sudden thud, blood and guts dripping down onto the ground, the two men shocked at what just happened, their hands shaking fearfully as they tried to make a run for it, however failing as you threw one onto the ground, stabbing him at least ten times and then running after the other who was just about to scream for help when you grabbed his dangling arm in the air as he waltzed away, pushing his back to face you as you slid the knife directly through his heart, his body immediately dropping to the floor lifelessly. You panted, finally realizing what you had done, your eyes closing as you managed to add a few deep breaths.

   "{ first name }?" You heard a familiar male voice sound. Your heart stopped as you bucked around slowly, revealing Mr. Todd, kneeling his arm on the wall with your coat in his hand, a devilish smirk seeping onto one side of his face. 

   "... It's not what it looks like.." You pleaded, your insides hurting as your heart was pounding furiously in fear you would be going to jail because of him. He chuckled, slowly walking up to you and grabbing the knife from your hands. You froze at his movements, unaware of his next ones and slightly scared for it. He only stared into your eyes, his lust compelling you as he examined your knife thoroughly.

   "I knew you were a pretty one.. but I didn't know you were crazy." He leaded you on, his wrist flicking upward with the knife still in his hands with the same exact smile as before. Your stomach flooded with butterflies at his comment, your body wanting to pull closer to him, your desires gaining more power as your lips became parallel to his. 

   "Mr. Todd..?" You whispered, your lips three inches away from his, your eyes fluttering at his.

   "Don't worry.. I'm just like you." He claimed to you, making you realize he had also murdered a few, not knowing whether it was present or in the past. You smiled, realizing he had similar interests like you, however not knowing what he was about to do next.

   He immediately dropped the knife and your coat on the pavement, his lips sinking into you like arrows in your back. You flinched in surprise as your arms soon wrapped around his neck, your entrance opening up to him, his hands buckled on your hips, his nails draping into your skin. You soothed up to the kiss, the embrace becoming more rough and passionate as it went on. You slowly pushed out of it, your eyes admiring himself as his face turned back into his monotone self, however a new sparkle in his eyes that comforted you. 

   "Oh Sweeney.." You cooed as he wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling his lips to your ear as you winced to the touch of him nibbling on your ear. 

   "Benjamin.." He murmured in your ear as your eyes lit up in sparks. You realized the name, as you now were fully aware the guy who just ravished his love onto you was Benjamin Barker, the attractive barber that always caught your eye back in the days. You realized this, your arms pushing him back so you could look at his face, immediately seeing the resemblance to the two of them.

   "Benjamin Barker.. oh you came back..," You shot up, your body oozing with happiness," You know, I always liked you Ben." 

   "It's been the same here love. Once I saw you in the shop I couldn't help but recognize you, and when you said your name, I knew it was you and it only proved it to me. I thought you died a while ago..." He told you, moving a strand of hair away from your face as your cheeks were pink, entranced with his romance. 

   "Benjamin.. everyone thought I did. Oh how they were wrong! I was trapped at home by my father, he kept me from the world.." You explained, "He even asked for me to marry my cousin, what a sick bastard." You watched him as his lips sneaked upwards in disgust as you chuckled to his response, his eyes twitching, clearly off-putted, "I know.." You whispered. Sweeney only stared at you, his eyes moving down to your lips once more, and then to your neck as he slowly kneeled down to the crevice of your neck, passionately marking it, leaving small pecks on your sensitive areas. A shy moan spun out of your mouth as your knees wobbled from his touch. He made you so weak, always had you wrapped around his finger. He pulled back out as he chuckled to your vulnerability. 

   "{ first name }... you should help me in the barber shop.. y'know.. with the bodies." He giggled at the last words, you following.

   "Is this how you ask for me to be yours?" You teased into his ear.

   "Only if you want it to be." He murmured deeply, his raspy voice hitting a nerve in your body, making your breath hitch out of entranced love. 

   "..Of course, Sweeney." You called him out, your hand palming his cheek, your pointer finger grazing his defined areas of his face, only thinking about your future with him and him only from that day forward, as you would be on his side forever and always...

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