Sweeney Todd - The other version of the story

10 - Something unexpected

Mr Todd entered the room and closed the door, as he watched Mrs Lovett, he noticed that she had one hand on the wall and the other hand on her forehead. She did not look well. He asked:

- What's happend?

- Is nothing. I just felt dizzy, and I had a headache. - she breathed deeply.

- Are you sure you're okay?

- Yes. She forced a smile. - Do not worry dear. She takes two steps but the headache and the dizziness hits her harder and then she falls to the floor fainting.

Mr Todd runs towards you. He picks her up and puts her on the bed. He calls by his name worried:

- Come on, wake up! - He tries to revive her by calling for her. - Please, Nellie! Wake up! - And then she opens her eyes slowly and sees him with a concerned expression. He took a deep breath, relieved to see she finally woke up.

- What is going on? - She asked, putting her hand to her head and feeling a pain where she had hit when she fell to the floor.

- You passed out. I think I'm going to call Mrs Morel. - He was going, but Nellie held him by the arm. - No need to worry her, I'm better.

- But you passed out!

- This is normal, from time to time my pressure drops. I just have to eat something.

Even though he finds it strange, he agrees with her and does not call anyone. After checking that she was well he went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Nellie could not stop thinking about what was about to happen between them if they were not interrupted. She was not even calling because she just passed out. She was just thinking about him. But that was not right. They were not married or engaged. She already slept with him once, and the price he had to pay was that he could not remember anything. This was tormenting for her all days. She had improved from the swoon and went to read a cookbook she had borrowed from Mrs. Morel while Sweeney was taking a shower.

After taking a shower Sweeney managed to leave. Nellie asked.

- Where are you going, darling?

He hesitated a little, but replied:

- I got a job. - He told her how much he buttoned his sleeves.

- What? And when would you tell me?

- I did not think it would be important.

- Well, for me it is. And where will you work?

- In a barber shop on the side of the carpentry I went to yesterday.

- Well, then, I wish you luck, show your talents. - She says getting up from the bed and approaching him with her arms crossed.

- Talents? I sold the only silver razor that was with me, did you forgot?

- But you were the ones who wore them. Without you they are just silver razors.

She sighed and nodded. Then he asked:

- And you're better? - He said without looking directly into her eyes.

She smiled involuntarily, it was thrilling to know he cared about her.

- Yes, my dear.

She stares at him and he looks at her a little nervous that she's too close. She does not resist, puts her hands on his face and puts a kiss on his lips. A calm and delicate kiss but with desire. Sweeney, fearing he might be late if stayed there longer, he slowly removed her hands from his face and said still a little impacted by the kiss: