Avenging Sweeney Chapter 10

Chapter 10

Sweeney paced the floor as things ran through his head. Thoughts of the sailor, hoping Anthony would not turn him in and he could trust the boy. Sweeney was trusting him, and hoped he would not fail him. He had one of his long lost daughters, after all. His thoughts also reminded him of what Sandi had said to Anthony.

"But I realize now that his soul was still trapped in the room. Moms had already passed over, which is why it didn't work."

Sweeney glanced down to his photo of Lucy and sighed a little. "So it looks like you really are gone now, Lucy."He touched the photo and sighed, shutting his eyes. As he shut his eyes, another flashback was had.

"Life is for the alive, my dear. We could have a life us too. Maybe not like I dreamed, maybe not what you remember. But we could get by."

Sweeney shook his head. "No, no, Sweeney! You don't like her! She's the reason your wife is gone!" He said slamming his hands down on the vanity, looking into the mirror. Through the mirror, Sandi could be seen. He turned around to see her.

"Father, I think you like Mrs. Lovett. And I think its more than just 'like' "

"Don't be foolish, why on earth would I like...her?"

Sandi giggled a little, shutting her bedroom door. Sweeney sighed. "Even if I did like her, not like I could have her. Both Lucy and Mrs. Lovett are gone.' He glanced into the mirror again. "Looks like money wont be easily made without her. Disposing of the bodies wouldn't be easy without turning them into meat... What to do next?" Sweeney paced around again. For some reason, that redhead wouldn't get out of his mind.

She was beautiful, he wouldn't admit to that though. He also missed her around. Sweeney began to believe he was falling for her. He shook his head. 'I love Lucy, I can't be falling for her. I can't be I mean.. we're too different...Even though we thought alike sometimes...And she had my back a lot..' Sweeney sighs. "I've done what I said I wouldn't. I've fallen for her."

Sandi had her ear on the door and giggled silently to was a little surprised that he'd forgive her, but it wasn't like Mrs. Lovett had actually killed Lucy. It almost made Sandi feel bad, considering she was listening to her father speak of love under his breath to a woman no longer alive. She thought for a moment, that maybe she could bring Mrs. Lovett back to life.

'Its worth a shot, right? ' She thought to herself. 'The only issue is she was her body was burned. Its possible her soul is around. Father did mention the things they did. Maybe there is a spell somewhere to reassemble someones ashes. ' She shrugged, grabbing her book and studying the pages. 'I wont do anymore after this. Bringing the dead back to life isn't something a human should do, and if it fails, it fails. I will not try again. I will not use any witchcraft again, I will become a somewhat normal human.' She thinks to herself.

Later in the evening, Sweeney had retired to bed. The past couple of days had been rough for him, and Sandi as well. She crept out of her room, so not to wake him and went downstairs, and finally into the cellar. The place still smelled of dead bodies and blood, as Sweeney nor Sandi had not made an effort to clean it. It can almost be understood, considering all the memories the place brought for the two. Sandi walked over to the bakehouse's oven of the bake house, opening it and seeing the fire burning. She took a deep breath, and sat down before it. 'I'm going to be a normal 16 year old girl after this.' She shuts her eyes, when a sound is heard. It sounds like the pieshop door has been opened. Sandi takes a big gulp, and sits her book down on the ground, creeping up the stairs. Once she reaches the top of the stairs, a redheaded witch was seated in one of the booths of the pieshop.

"Hello there, child."

"Um...excuse me, miss. The shop is currently closed.." Sandi stated.

"I'm very well aware. I know what you are trying to do, girl. Which is why I am here." the girl with the flaming red hair stated.

"Uh, what? Just...who are you?"

"Me? Bonjour~ My name is Ivory, and I'm a witch. Being that I am a witch I had over heard you had brought someone back from the dead, which is something no mere human should be doing. And now, here you go again."

"Hey, this time its for my dad, not for me."

"Regardless, you're still doing it, and this time, it wont be easy. Why not let me do it, girl? Stuff like this is simple for a witch like me."

Sandi stared at the weird witch in her home. "Look, Ivory...How can I trust you? What if you do something to my family? And quit calling me "girl" my name is Sandi. "

Ivory gave a slight laugh and walked over to Sandi. "Listen, Sandi. I happen to know how you feel. Family is important, so I do not wish to do anything to your family, as your father seems to mean a lot to you. Much like mine did to me."

Sandi stared at her once more. "Promise?"

Ivory lifted both hands so Sandi could see them. "I promise,dear. Cross my heart, and hope to die. Heres the thing, quit the use of your witch craft, its a pity when a human is trying to bring back someone from the dead. I understand how you felt about your father, and I was unable to bring my own back. You got one human back. So-"

"I don't want to use it again. I was going to give it up anyway. I want to be a normal girl."

Ivory laughed. "Perfect then. Let me get to work." She stated quickly making her way downstairs, and back down to the cellar. She preformed a spell, making the ashes of the once Mrs. Lovett appear at her feet, then forming a womanly body, which soon took the form of Nellie Lovett. She was alive, but not awake, like Sweeney. Sandi watched from the stairs, as Ivory passed by. She had Sandi's old book. "She'll wake up eventually."

"Hey, hold on. Can't you move her?"

"Not my problem, did what I came here for. Au revoir, Sandi~ " And with that, the witch vanished. Sandi groaned, grabbing Mrs. Lovett and lugging her upstairs as she had Sweeney. "You better be worth the trouble."