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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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Chapter 8

Anna winced as she came to stand in front of the pie shop, her eyes wary. She looked up and down the building, looking for any sign of people, before she cautiously walked towards the door of the shop. She hesitated as she recalled the barber’s words, warning her not to come back but it wasn’t her fault really, was it? All she had to do was give the money to the baker, exchange a few polite words and then she could go.
Nodding to herself she took a deep breath and then opened the door. The bell jingled, signaling her entrance as she stepped inside.
“Who is it?” the baker’s voice came from somewhere and Anna cleared her throat.
“Um, It’s Anna, Mrs. Lovett.” She called and she exhaled with relief when she realized that the barber was not down there.
“Oh! Be there in a tick, love!” the baker called back cheerily and Anna took her time to look around. The kitchen seemed clean enough for once and she didn’t see any flying or walking insects on it.
She fidgeted as she waited, hoping that Mrs. Lovett will be there soon so she could do this job and go.
Her last meeting with the barber had unnerved her and she didn’t want to anger him.
Why not? You don’t owe him anything. It’s not illegal for you to be here. Her inner voice reminded her but she pushed those thoughts away.
“Sorry, dearie. Had to get these pies out. Care for one?” the baker said breathlessly with a smile and Anna’s gaze shifted towards the tray of pies in the baker’s hand. She swallowed and forced a smile.
“No, thank you.” She politely declined, “I’m here for the week’s profits. Mr. Jensen sent me for he couldn’t do so himself.” She explained but the baker wouldn’t have any of it.
“You come to me shop and I won’t offer you anything? Can’t do. Sit down and I’ll get you one pie. It’s from the fresh bunch.” The baker insisted and Anna paused.
“I just ate.”
“It’s a new recipe! You have to try it.” Mrs. Lovett pouted but only shook her head.
“Would you like some sweet pumpkin pie then?” the baker offered.
“I am not hungry but thank you.”
“Ale? Gin?”
“Mrs. Lovett I am fine.” Anna almost laughed.
“How about some tea then?”
“No, I-…”
“She said no, Mrs. Lovett. Surely you don’t want to pressure our dear Ms. Smith? She did us a great deal of good after all, didn’t she? Offering such a collaboration.” Mr. Todd appeared in the doorway, his hand against the door holding it open.
Anna slowly met his eyes and she could see the anger burning under the fake politeness. The slight snarl on his lips told her everything she needed to know. He wasn’t pleased she was there.
“Of course not, Mr. T!” the baker chuckled as she placed the steaming tray on the counter and turned to him, “Do you need something?” she asked curiously, “Otherwise you never come down.” She commented and the barber sent her a glare.
“Just wondering where’s my lunch.” The barber said dully as his gaze returned to Anna.
“Oh! I’ll get it ready as soon as I bring up more pies.” The baker exclaimed before she turned to Anna, “Well, since you won’t accept any of my treats, you can give the money to Mr. T here.” The baker smiled at Anna before she walked away.
“Your food will be ready in an hour, Mr. Todd!” she called from over her shoulder but Anna could see that the barber hardly cared for food at the moment. His eyes were trained on her and they were spiting fire.
He shut the door he had been holding open and stormed towards Anna who took a step back.
“I told you not to come back here!” he hissed in a low voice as he loomed over her.
“I didn’t-…”
“Why won’t you listen to me? Why did you have to come back here?” he cut her off before she had the chance to explain.
“I had to!”
“Why? Do you like our goods that much, Anna?” he asked as he looked at her with a sneer. His tone…sarcastic?
Anna’s anger rose at the, “For your information, I don’t usually eat in places with minimal measures of hygiene. Cockroaches don’t give me an appetite.” She snapped and he leaned slightly back to regard her with a smirk.
“Are you saying that the shop doesn’t meet your expectations?” he asked and she was certain that he was mocking her.
“I am only saying that if you’re still alive after eating her food you shouldn’t worry about where I chose to go or don’t go.” She stated and his lips formed a thin line.
“You sure have a sharp tongue, girl.” He observed and she straightened her posture before she reached into her pocket and produced a small purse.
“Here.” She said shortly as she outstretched her hand with the purse.
The barber looked at her hand for a moment before he took the money from her. His cool fingers touched hers briefly as he took the purse but before she had the chance to completely pull her hand away his other hand shot out to grab it.
Anna gasped and looked up into his stormy eyes.
“If you have any common sense you’ll heed my warning. Do not come here again.” He said hoarsely and she noticed that his eyes rested a little bit longer than necessary on the bare skin of her neck. She tensed as his hand tightened around her wrist but she stared back at him.
“Why should I do that? Is there a reason? You keep coming back to the pub.” She said quietly and he frowned.
“That’s different.” He muttered as he released her hand and looked away.
“How? If you don’t want to see me-…”
“Seeing you is not my problem!” he snapped, his voice a mere hiss.
Anna’s eyes widened, “Then what is?”
“This place.” He forced through gritted teeth as he closed his eyes briefly, “It’s-…” he caught himself again. He let out a low growl and grabbed her arm as he led her towards the door.
“Just stay away from here or there’ll be consequences. I am not joking, Anna. Stay. Away.” He hissed and his breath hit her lips. It was warm unlike his hands and he smelled of vanilla. He wasn’t supposed to smell nice. He was so harsh and…annoying!
And rude. Her inner voice added.
Before she could say anything else he had pushed her outside and he shut the door on her.
Anna stared at the closed door with wide eyes before she stepped back and without another look walked away, her fists curled in anger.
It seemed like he still thought her a child. Annoying and immature. Well, if he thought her one, she should act like one then.

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“Miss Anna?” the voice broke her out of her thoughts. She shook her head and focused on the person standing in front of her. She smiled at what she saw.
“Anthony. Haven’t seen you in a while.” She said and he smiled back albeit a bit tentatively.
“Yes…I…I’ve been a little bit preoccupied.” He coughed slightly and she smiled.
“What can I do for you?” she asked and he cleared his throat.
“Well…it seems like Mr. Todd, who is sitting back there with me, has ordered our drinks half an hour ago and you…” Anthony trailed off and Anna looked towards the barber who was sitting in his usual darkened booth.
“Oh. I must have forgotten.” She smiled at the young man, “Remind me what he ordered again?” she asked with a small satisfied smile.
“Um…I wanted ale and he…Let me ask him.” Anthony replied with a frown.
Nobody needed to know that she was ignoring the barber. After all, he had literally thrown her out of the bloody shop! She was only doing her job and he, the miserable sod that he was, had snapped at her like she had done him some grave wrong.
Footsteps made her look up and while she expected to see Anthony, she saw that it was the barber himself. He was wearing a scowl on his face as he leaned against the counter.
“Have you gone deaf then?” he asked her bluntly and she shrugged.
“I might have a slight problem with my ears.” She replied coolly and if she didn’t know any better she would confuse the smirk on his lips as one of amusement.
“I wanted whiskey. W-h-i-s-k-e-y. You got it now, Anna?” he enunciated every word and she smiled innocently.
“I did. Sweeney.” She replied smartly as she reached for two glasses. She poured the appropriate drink on each one and pushed them towards the barber.
“Just don’t snap to the lad if he’s too polite for your taste.” She smiled bitterly before she walked away, leaving him looking after her rather strangely.

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The park was crowded as Anna walked through it, Blackie by her side. She looked down at him and leaned to scratch behind his ear. He whimpered in response and rubbed his nose against her skirts.
She laughed and tugged on his leash, “Come on you ol’ pup.” She said as they walked past a group of children that were playing.
The weather was almost nice although it was a little cold. But it felt good to walk even if the wind was a bit chilly.
Blackie gave a bark as another dog passed by them and Anna tightened her hold on him.
“Easy, boy. You’re too old to start going after lassies, don’t you think?” she laughed but her laughter was cut short when she noticed the trio that was walking towards her direction. She winced and turned to her right, trying to make a quick escape. Fate had other plans however.
“You have a dog?” Toby’s voice exclaimed and Anna sighed before she turned towards the approaching boy.
“Hi, lad. Yes, I do.” Anna smiled at the boy who knelt down so he could look at the dog. Blackie regarded him coolly before he nudged the boy’s hand with his paw.
“Can I touch him?” the boy asked and Anna shrugged.
“Be my guest.” She replied.
“Be careful, Toby! No missing limps.” The baker called as she approached and Anna glared at her.
“Blackie doesn’t bite. He never has.” She said and the baker chuckled while dragging a reluctant and bored Sweeney Todd behind her.
“I was only joking, dear.” Mrs. Lovett said as she tightened her arm around Todd’s almost possessively. She must have noticed the look on the barber’s face; it was trained on Anna and her pet.
“Hello.” Anna murmured to him softly and he nodded once before he looked down at the dog.
Blackie pulled his head from under Toby’s petting hand and took a few steps forward, towards the baker and the barber. He sniffed Mrs. Lovett and the proceeded to ignore her by nudging Todd’s foot with his nose and right paw.
The barber looked down at the dog with a blank face but he made no move to shoo him away. He merely rolled his eyes and looked at Anna who was trying to pull her extremely curious pet away from the barber.
“Is he always so friendly with strangers?” he asked with a raised eyebrow and Anna glared at him.
“No. Come on, boy. Time to go back.” Anna spoke sternly and the dog looked up at her. With a last lick on Todd’s boot he pulled back and Anna was able to tug him away from the trio.
“Can I play with me some time?” Toby asked and Ana looked at him, her eyes softening.
“He’s too old to run around with you but I guess you could come by my house any time you like. I have a small yard you two could use.” She winked down at him before she told him her address.
Mrs. Lovett watched the exchange and smirked, “He’ll be there very soon I think.” She chuckled and Todd next to her rolled his eyes and tugged his arm free of the woman’s grip.
“I’m going for a walk.” He muttered shortly before he walked away, leaving the two women to stare after him; one fondly and the other with a frown on her face.

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Rosie slammed the bottle of gin on the counter in front of Anna and sniffed.
“What happened?” Anna asked her worriedly.
“Oh, nothing really. Just your mysterious friend snapped at me like I am a bloody child. I only touched his arm to get his attention. How do you stand talking to him?” Rosie asked her angrily and Anna looked at Todd who was glaring towards their direction.
“I don’t know. I am just hoping I guess…” Anna said quietly and Rosie’s eyes widened.
“Hoping? You don’t fancy him do you?” she asked in a whisper and Anna looked at her sharply.
“What? No, I don’t.” she shook her head and Rosie smirked.
“You do.”
“I don’t.” Anna said before she looked away, “I only had a small fondness for someone when I was a child. And he was nice. Not…cruel and dysfunctional.” She muttered and Rosie looked at her curiously.
“What’s his name?” she asked and Anna hesitated.
“I don’t remember anymore.” She lied as she shrugged.
Yes, you do. His name starts with a B-… her inner voice started but it was cut off when Kate handed her another order.
“Hurry it up. They’re anxious.” Kate rolled her eyes and Anna quickly nodded.
Rosie regarded her for another moment before she sighed and walked away.
When most of the customers were gone, he was still there and Anna sighed heavily before she decided to go over.
“Don’t you have anything better to do than sit here drinking?” she asked him and he looked up. He regarded her for a few seconds, his eyes slowly moving over her before they settled onto her face.
“You’ve changed.” He said hoarsely and she blinked.
“I am sorry?”
“You’ve grown up.” He stated and she snorted.
“Glad thing you noticed.” She said sarcastically but he only took a sip from his drink while looking at her over its rim.
“You didn’t answer my question.” She said, unsettled by the look in his eyes.
Why was he looking at her like that?
“I assure you this is better than hearing Mrs. Lovett talking to me about dough.” He drawled and she shook her head.
“She is fond of you.” Anna said and he looked at her blankly.
“Is she?”
“Yes! How can you be so cold about everything? I mean you insulted Rosie for-…”
“Is that her name? Well, tell Rosie that I don’t like to be touched by strangers.” He cut her off rudely.
“She was just trying to catch your attention. You were probably lost in your own world again. How…?”
“How what? How can I be so empty?” he asked her with a raised eyebrow as his fingers tightened around his glass.
“Yes.” She responded calmly and he sneered.
“Dead people tend to be hollow.”
“You’re not dead.” She said beyond confused.
“Death doesn’t start when one bleeds, Anna. It starts when you lose hope.” He said hoarsely and she paused, considering his words.
“What really happened to you?” she asked quietly and he stared at her for a moment before he slumped back in his seat, “I mean I know what happened but…”
“Anna! Are you going to close up?” Kate called and Anna turned towards her. She realized that the pub was empty.
“Yes, I will. Have a good rest.” She called back before she turned towards Todd again. But he was not there. His seat was empty and a few coins were placed on the table.
She sighed and then proceeded to close the font doors.

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As soon as Anna stepped outside, she was hit with the cold air. She shivered and pulled the back door closed. She locked it and placed the keys in her pocket. Taking a look around the dark alley she took a deep breath and started walking towards the maid street. Before she had the chance to do so however, a pair of arms snaked around her and pulled her back into the darkness of the alley. She yelped but as her back collided against a lean chest and a voice shushed her she closed her mouth and tried to turn.
“Hush up.”
She immediately recognized the barber’s voice and she calmed down a bit.
“What are you doing?” she asked and his arms tightened around her in response as his lips ghosted next to her ear.
“Have you been standing here since you left?” she asked, “Why?”
“You asked me a question before. I thought that I should perhaps enlighten you, little Anna.” He breathed huskily into her ear.
“I have to admit that you’re more interesting to talk to now that you’ve grown up.” He said distantly before he shook his head. She felt the motion for his hair brushed against her cheek as he did so.
“How much do you know?” he asked her a moment later.
“Only that they took you.” She replied shakily. She looked down at his arms wrapped around her middle and she could feel his muscles tensing and relaxing as he held her.
“That’s right. You don’t know anything about what I’ve been through. You don’t know what they took away from me. And yet you can easily make assumptions.” He hissed in her ear and she shivered.
“I-…”
“My wife’s dead. My child’s lost, in the hands of a demon.” He cut her off before she had the chance to speak.
“D-demon?”
“The judge. The fucking judge who took them away from me.” He almost growled and his hold on her became almost suffocating.
“The one that was there?” Anna stuttered as she recalled that day and her mother’s words. She could still remember Lucy Barker’s sobs and her mother’s suspicious gaze.
“I was innocent. I was just a bloody innocent fool. But I am a fool no longer.”
“You were not a fool.” She said with determination and she felt him breathing heavily against her. He suddenly turned her around and they locked eyes.
“Do you miss him, Anna?” he asked her as his eyes burned her skin, glittering in the dim light of the alley.
“What?”
“Barker. Do you miss him?”
“He was a good man and I don’t know why you insisted on changing your identity. What are you afraid of?” she asked and he chuckled but it was an empty, empty sound that sent shivers up and down her spine.
“Are you really that foolish?” he asked her and she felt her face heating up at his insult, “How do you think I got here?”
Anna didn’t speak.
“Do you think they released me?” he asked mockingly, “I escaped, Anna. That’s why Anthony found me.”
“But…Why did you tell me this?” she sputtered and his eyes took that peculiar look again.
“Because you won’t tell. Will you…Anna?” he asked hoarsely as he leaned closer. His lips were a breath away from hers and Anna felt drowned to them momentarily. He didn’t bring them closer though. He brought his head down and ran his nose down her neck. He inhaled deeply, his nose against her pulse spot and she swallowed hard.
“No…” she finally spoke and he breathed deeply again.
“That’s right. Because if you do, I will no longer care that you are the little child I knew so many years ago. Do you understand me?” he whispered darkly against her skin and Anna could feel his fingers pressing into her hips as he held her still against him. She could feel his breath on her skin and before she could stop herself she nodded and slumped against him. He held her up and once again trailed his nose down the side of her neck before he paused just under her ear. She felt him as he parted his lips and pressed them there, not a kiss; he just held them against her skin. She almost jumped when she felt his teeth grazing the soft flesh but he held her where he wanted her with his hands on her hips.
“Good girl.” He murmured as he finally pulled his face away from her neck and immediately released her. He looked down at her and then at his hands before he took a deep breath through his nose.
“I-…”
“You should go home.” He cut her off, his voice sharp but his eyes flickered for a moment when he looked at her neck.
Anna’s hand flew to her neck self-consciously. She could still feel his teeth there.
“C-can you walk me back?” she asked for she felt a little dazed and scared.
He looked at her with surprise but it was gone from his face as soon as it appeared.
“Come on then.” He muttered as he took off.
Anna could do nothing else but follow him on unsteady feet.

End of chapter 8
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