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Fallen Angel	By : Linalove1988 Category: S through Z > Sweeney Todd (Movie Only) > Sweeney Todd (Movie Only) Views: 1526 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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~If you love something, set it free.
If it comes back to you; it’s yours
If it doesn’t; it never was. ~

~Richard Bach~

Chapter 11

Anna opened her eyes and turned onto her side, bringing the blanket up to her chin. She looked at the window and grimaced. It was such a nice day outside and it was her day off. And what was she doing? Sitting in her bed, mulling over the events of that night. It was three days back and she still thought about it. Why? Because she couldn’t overcome the plain fact that he had touched her like that. He had bloody kissed her neck! He had even bitten her and she had let him. And she would have let him done more if that woman hadn’t caught them in that alley.
He didn’t seem like the type that would do that. Hell, she didn’t even think that he had those needs because he was so cold and emotionless.
And then, the way he had pulled back from her like she was something that could dirty him, contaminate him unsettled her. It unsettled her because she felt hurt by it. She wasn’t that ugly. Well, she wasn’t a beauty, like his wife, but she didn’t think of herself as repulsive. What worried her was what did her willingness to please him in such a way mean. Did she like him? Romantically? Was she attracted to him? She feared that the answer was yes. The thing was that it was more possible for her to like his former self-sweet Mr. Barker- than the current one.
Giving up on trying figuring out their bizarre encounter and general relationship, she threw the covers off her body and reached for her robe. Just as she was putting it on there was a knock on the door. Anna paused and frowned. She tied the robe around her waist and tiptoed towards the front door. She unlocked it and slowly opened it, just a little to see who it was. She smiled.
“What are you doing here?” she asked and Blackie poked his head from behind her legs, trying to see who it was.
“You said I could come and…” the young boy trailed off with pink cheeks and Anna laughed before she opened the door fully.
“Does Mrs. Lovett know you’re here?” Anna asked and Blackie walked outside to sniff at Toby.
“Of course, ma’am! Can I play with him?” Toby pleaded and Anna reached over to ruffle his hair.
“Sure you can. I have cake, you want some?” she offered and the boy’s eyes widened in delight as he nodded.
“Lemonade?” she offered and the boy practically beamed at her.
“If it’s alright.” He said and she smiled.
“Of course it is. You go ahead. Just don’t wreck my roses.” She warned and Blackie barked happily as Toby leaned down to pet him.
Anna enjoyed the sounds of laughter that took place in her small garden. No one had laughed for such a long time in that house.

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Anna opened the door and gasped. Sweeney Todd stood there with his hand raised, ready to knock. The barber grimaced and lowered his hand, letting it fall limply at his side.
“Um”
“Um.” They spoke together and Anna cleared her throat.
“Hello.”
“I…” the barber trailed off as he scowled, “Is the boy here?” he asked at last and Anna paused.
“Um…no. He just left.” She said quietly and the barber’s eyes looked away.
“I see.” He murmured as he thrust his hands in his pockets.
“How did you find out where I live?” she asked and he turned to look at her.
“You said the address to the boy at the park that day. I have ears.” He said gruffly.
“Oh. Well, he’s not here. But he was and my dog’s proof enough.” She let out a nervous chuckle as she glanced at Blackie who was napping unperturbed in his rug by the door.
“Is he dead?” Sweeney asked as he looked at her exhausted pet.
“No. Just pretty tired.” She smiled as she turned towards the barber. She dropped her smile and looked at her feet.
“What happened the other night-…”
“Do you want to come in-…”
They spoke together again and Anna frowned while Sweeney grimaced and shook his head.
“That won’t be necessary.” He declined and Anna scowled.
“Well, we are not going to discuss this in my front door, are we?” she asked with a raised eyebrow. The barber snarled but pushed past her and into the house anyway. Anna shut the door behind him and led him to the small parlor.
“Have a seat-…”
“There’s no need.” He cut her off sharply and she felt like a child all over again.
“So, why are you here except trying to scold my every word like I’m a child?” she asked cuttingly and he stared at her for a moment before he snorted.
“Is something amusing?” she asked and he raised his eyes to hers.
“Not really.”
“Will you answer the question?” she asked with annoyance.
“What happened the other night…never happened.” He said at last lowly and Anna tensed.
“Then how come that it did?”
“It never happened, Anna. You won’t speak of it again. Never.” He stated with narrowed eyes and she felt her anger rising. He had no right to brush her off like that. Not when he was in her house.
“Why not?” she asked plainly and he seemed taken back by her question.
“Because it was a mistake.” He finally spoke and Anna tried hard to keep her small smirk in place.
“I am rather fond of mistakes. They show us who we really are.” She spoke with certainty but his eyes flashed with fury and she took a small step back.
“I have made a lot of mistakes, Anna. You think I don’t know about mistakes? I had to live with them.” He almost growled but she held her ground.
“So had I.”
“Oh, yes. I do recall your story. The man that took your virtue and left you.” His voice was mocking and Anna’s fists curled in indignation.
“You know nothing of it.” She snapped and his face hardened. His eyes were red and she realized that the man in front of her had been deprived of much sleep the last few days.
“Like you know nothing about me.”
“Exactly.” She spat as she turned away and started pacing.
The barber followed her with his eyes and he must have noticed her state of dress by then. She was still in her nightdress and robe since she wasn’t expecting anyone and Toby was hardly someone who would take offence at her choice of clothing. She paused and turned to look at him. His eyes were focused on her, like she had suspected.
“What are you staring at? You didn’t get a good feel the other day?” she asked angrily and the barber looked at her calmly.
“If something is offered in a plate…” he trailed off with a cruel smirk and she inhaled sharply at his meaning.
“You’re despicable.” She hissed as she hugged herself protectively.
“What does that make you then, Anna?” he asked as he walked closer and stared down at her with his impossibly dark and frosty eyes. She could feel his breath on her face and she still wondered how someone like him could smell so nice.
When she remained silent he looked away and spoke, “But no worries. You won’t see me again. You can count on that.” He said at last and he looked at her briefly, dismissively before he turned on his heels and walked out of her house, leaving her cold and alone.

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True to his word he didn’t come back to the pub again. It had been over a week and he hadn’t showed up. Not during her shifts anyway. To say that she was surprised would be an understatement. She was also very confused. She hadn’t done anything to him. On the contrary in fact. She had always been kind to him and she had kept his secret. Worse thing was that she actually wanted to see him. It was calming to be in his company because he was always so silent.
She snorted at that. She was truly insane if she thought that she missed him.
“Miss?” she looked up and saw Anthony.
“Oh, hello. How was your day?” she asked with a small smile but he didn’t return it.
“Um…not so good.” The young man mumbled and she frowned.
“Why is that?” she asked worriedly, “Did something happen?”
“You know this girl I told you about…” Anthony started and Anna smiled.
“Of course I do! How is she?”
“She…well, she’s not well. She is in trouble and I have to help her.” The young man seemed desperate and Anna looked at him carefully.
“You need some help then? If I can help…” she offered but he shook his head.
“No, I…I’ve already spoken to someone else.” Anthony mumbled and Anna perked up.
“That’s good. Will he help?” she asked and the young man nodded.
“Mr. Todd will help but…” at the mention of the barber’s name Anna stiffened.
“Oh, him.” She cleared her throat, “But what, dear?” she asked and Anthony sighed.
“He…he was so angry, Miss.” Anthony looked at her wide-eyed.
“Angry? With you?” she asked quietly.
“No…not me. When he found out what’s happened to her he…” he stopped and Anna placed a hand on his arm to encourage him to continue.
“He what?”
“He wrecked his shop, Miss.” He whispered and Anna’s eyes widened.
“Oh, my God. You were there?” she asked shocked and Anthony nodded.
“He was so furious. He broke the mirror, his desk, everything. Mrs. Lovett heard all the commotion and came to help but he was out of control. The thing is that I don’t understand why he was so angry. He doesn’t…he doesn’t know the girl. He doesn’t know Johanna. I am wondering if my going there upset him but…” the young man shook his head and sighed.
“He even cut his own hand when he broke the mirror.” He murmured and Anna could see it clearly in her mind. She had seen him angry and furious.
“Is…” she faltered but she continued, “Is he alright?” she asked and Anthony nodded.
“He is. But he is so…angry. I don’t understand why he’s always so angry. And distant.” He added and Anna nodded.
“Are you alright? You need something?” she asked and the young man bit his lip.
“Some tea would be nice.” He murmured and she smiled at him.
“Of course.” She proceeded to pour his tea while he gazed at her with curiosity.
“How come you’re here at this time of the day?” he asked and she tensed briefly.
‘Um…I changed my shifts. I decided to take the morning ones.” She replied as she handed him his cup, “There you go.”
“Thank you.” he smiled at her as he took a sip, “Did something happen?” he asked after a while.
“Nope. I was tired of working in the night.” She shrugged. The real reason was that working during the day would help her not see the barber. If he chose to come again.
“Understandable.” The young man smiled and then proceeded to drink his tea in silence.

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“Bloody awful weather!” Anna cursed as she rubbed her hair with a towel, “You see? You see what happens when you’re unlucky?” she said to Blackie and he looked up at her from his perch on the floor, with his head cocked to the side.
“Oh, what do you know, you old pup!” she reached down to pet his head, “You’re just lucky that you didn’t have to go out in this weather.” She mumbled as she secured the tie of her cotton robe and put on her slippers. She patted her hair with the towel one more time and then left said towel to dry on a chair.
She walked out of the washroom and proceeded to walk down the hall just as a lightning struck. She winced at the loud sound but kept walking until a loud knock on the door halted her movements. She looked at the wall clock and frowned. It was after ten. Who could it be so late?
Then she rolled her eyes, “Kate.” She mumbled as she started walking towards the front door. More loud knocks arrived and she walked faster.
“Just a minute!” she called as she tried to unbolt the door. The door squeaked as she started opening it but then a stronger hand pushed against it, causing her to loose her balance. She fell against the hall wall and gasped when she locked eyes with Sweeney.
“What-…” she started put he cut her off as he stepped inside and shut the door, his hair and clothes dripping on her floor.
“You weren’t at the pub.” He husked accusingly as his eyes took her in. From her dark wet hair to her robe clad body.
“No.” she confirmed as he took a step closer.
“Yesterday as well. And the day before that.” He accused again and she gaped at him.
“I’m sorry? You said-…Forget it.” She caught herself. She shook her head and looked down. When she looked up again he was much closer than before and he was taking his jacket off.
“What are you doing here in the first place? You said I wouldn’t see you again. You keep contradicting yourself.” She said as he let his jacket fall to the floor and then loosened the tie around his neck.
“You little thief.” He murmured and his eyes stared at her intensely as he stepped even closer.
“Excuse me?” she gaped at him as he reached for her and pulled her sharply towards him. Her body collided with his chest as his left arm coiled around her waist and his right slid into her hair. He grabbed a fistful of her wet hair and pulled her head roughly backwards, exposing her neck.
“How did you do it?” he hissed as he tightened his grip on her hair to the point that it really hurt. She whimpered and placed her hands on his chest, trying to put some space between them.
“Are you drunk?” she snapped but he was too strong for her.
“You took my bloody indifference from me. You made me…” he trailed off as he took deep breaths through his nose, “You made me like this.” He hissed down at her as he crushed her to his chest, trapping her to him.
“I made you? I made you like what? What are you talking about?” she asked with a gasp as his fingers pressed against her scalp.
“You turned me into this pathetic fool! Every night I came back and you were gone!” he spat at her as the fingers of the hand that was around her waist fisted the fabric of her robe tightly.
“You said you didn’t want to see me again!”
“You were supposed to be there!” he barked at her and she stared at him.
“You can’t tell me what I am supposed or not supposed to do!” she cried and she could swear that his eyes were spitting fire as he glared at her. She glared right back and something in her eyes must have set him off because abruptly he growled and pushed her backwards with his body. Her back slammed against the wall and she winced. She didn’t have time to think over the pain because his face was suddenly buried in her neck and his lips were pressed against her skin. Anna gasped at the force of his lips and her hands grasped his shoulders as his mouth fell open against her neck and his tongue lapped at her skin hungrily, aggressively. His hands tightened their grip on her and forced her head to the side so he could reach her neck at a better angle. His lips and tongue sucked and nipped at her skin until it was red and sensitive from his attentions before his teeth bit her. She groaned and her cheeks immediately flushed with guilt. She wasn’t supposed to like it, was she? But her body had different ideas because her hands were no longer grasping his shoulders; they were threaded in his dark hair. The strands were still wet like hers but she could feel that they were soft. His hair certainly didn’t look like it. She ran her fingers through it but after a few moments his hands reached up and grabbed her wrists. She gasped as he pulled her hands away from his hair and pinned them to the wall instead.
“Don’t move.” he breathed into her ear as his lips moved down her jaw to the hollow of her throat. Anna held her breath as his lips slid lower towards the neckline of her robe. His lips kissed the edge of the fabric before he pushed it down with his hand, holding her hands together with one hand right above her head. His lips found the newly uncovered skin of the top of her breast and she closed her eyes as his mouth burned her skin. The burning sensation traveled from her chest all the way down to her stomach and to her toes. She gasped and her back arched as his lips slipped lower down her breast. His hand pushed the robe fully away from her chest and he groaned hoarsely against her skin. His hand left her wrists and he used both hands to grip her hips. Her hands fell at her sides and as he proceeded to kiss the valley between her breasts, her hands slipped up his arms again. He growled angrily and slapped her hands away before he pinned them next to her again.
“I said don’t move.” He hissed and her eyes widened. So he could touch her but she couldn’t?
Before she had the chance to snap at him like he deserved he had grabbed her around the waist and turned her around. He slammed her against his body and his hands snaked around her stomach, holding her to him tightly. One of his hands traveled up her arm and pushed her hair away from her neck and shoulder before his lips latched onto her neck again. Anna’s breathing sped up when she felt him pressing his hips against her. His hands were resting flush on her stomach and he pulled her back against him as his lips peppered her skin with feverish kisses.
“Oh, my God.” She gasped when she felt his hand slipping away from her stomach to slide backwards. She felt his hand between their bodies and she heard him fumbling with his belt and trousers. His breath was heavy and damp against her cheek and she almost jumped when she felt his hand on her collarbone. His fingertips caressed the skin gently and she found herself leaning her head against his shoulder.
She had barely rested her head there when he suddenly turned her around again. He pressed her against the wall again and his hand pushed her hair away from her face and cupped her cheek. It was then that she felt the bandage around his hand. She looked down at it and saw that his entire palm was bandaged.
“How…Um, how did you-…” she started to ask but he hushed her by pressing his fingers against her lips.
“Hush up.” He murmured as his hand trailed down her chin to her neck and lower towards her stomach. His hand found the tie of her robe and he undid the knot. Anna gasped as the cool air hit her skin and she looked down. She watched as his hand brushed over her hip and he used his leg to pry her knees open. His hand gripped her thigh and he pulled it up and around his hip. His lips found her jaw and she could see that his eyes were watching her, looking at her expression. His teeth nipped at her chin and before she could even take another breath she felt him against her, warm and heavy. She took a sharp breath and her eyes closed as his lips traveled to her ear. His breath was warm against her earlobe and she could feel him moving against her, aligning his hips with hers. His free hand slid down to grasp her other thigh as well and she found herself off her feet.
She vaguely noticed that his hands were not cold but warm. A lot of things crossed her mind. The fact that his skin was warm, the way his hair felt against her cheek, the feeling of his lips on her skin, the way his breath made her shudder and even the way he smelled. It never crossed her mind to stop him from thrusting into her.
His low groan made her shiver and she could feel his hands flexing as he gripped her legs tightly. His face was tucked into the crook of her neck and shoulder and his breath was slow and heavy. His hips withdrew only to thrust back, harder than before but she didn’t mind because her entire body was on fire. She just wished he didn’t stop. With every thrust her back collided painfully with the wall behind her but she didn’t mind the pain, not when his lips were kissing her skin so urgently and his hands were holding onto her like she was his lifeline. His movements held so much desperation and urgency that rendered her breathless.
His breaths gradually quickened and he grunted with every thrust of his body inside her and when her hands slipped around his shoulders to hold on to him he didn’t complain or glare at her like before. He pulled his face from her neck and pressed his cheek against hers. His hair tickled her face and she found herself reaching for the strands. She pushed it behind his ear and he moaned hoarsely when her fingers grazed his skin. His thrusts turned more vicious after that and Anna could feel the knot in her lower belly burning as he sped up his movements and leaned into her hand that was still touching his cheek. Anna could have smiled if she wasn’t so breathless. It seemed like she had found his soft spot after all. The end was coming closer and she could feel it as his fingers bit impossibly hard into the skin of her thighs and his back arched. The knot in her belly finally burst and she found herself moaning softly against his ear as she fell over the edge just as he threw his head back and groaned lowly.
Anna collapsed against the wall and she could feel him shaking as he abruptly let go of her. She slumped against the solid surface and looked at him as he placed his hands on the wall by her head and took deep breaths, trying to slow down his breathing. She didn’t say anything but when his eyes looked at her bare skin she tensed and quickly pulled the robe around her, concealing herself from his dark eyes. His right hand left the wall and hovered over her shoulder which was peeking out of her robe but he stopped himself before he could actually touch her. That fact hurt her. It also bothered her that he hadn’t kissed her; not once.
Seconds passed, maybe minutes before he finally pushed back and righted his clothing. His hands were shaking as he fixed his belt and reached down to grab his jacket. He ran a hand through his drying hair and put on his jacket, not once looking towards her direction. Anna felt exposed and very small as she stood there while he fixed his clothes. But she had let him take her so she wasn’t going to blame him. She didn’t stop him, so it was her fault that she felt the way that she did.
After he had dressed he stood still, simply looking at the floor by her bare feet. She had lost her slippers during their tryst and she fidgeted nervously when she felt his eyes on them.
“I…” his voice was too hoarse and he faltered before he tried again, “I have to go.” He murmured and clenched his wounded hand; it was probably sore from gripping her so tightly but she forced herself not to care when he simply walked to the door and exited her house as suddenly as he had come.

End of chapter 11

Xxx Lina :)
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