A/N: Thank you to those that reviewed! I'm glad you like the story so far, and I hope the following chapters are as good as the first one. :)
Thinking it was her ex-fiancé, who she really wasn't in the mood to talk to, Glinda almost didn't even look at her phone. But after a few seconds, she saw that it was not the woman who left her at the altar, but her father calling: the name Popsicle flashed across the screen.
"Hi Daddy. I've been better….no, she's not here….no, she hasn't called….she left me a letter and attempted to explain everything on paper…it didn't really help…she said she'd call me at some point….I don't know when that's going to be… I don't know where she is…I don't need you and Momsie to come over…I don't know, I was expecting to be on my honeymoon so I don't really have any plans for the day…yeah I'll call you if I need anything. Love you too."
While she appreciated her father calling to check up on her, the last thing she wanted to do was talk to people. Not wanting to talk to anyone, she contemplated turning her phone off. But Elphaba might call, and she did want to talk to her, so she left it on and just mindlessly flipped through channels on the TV. She didn't move the entire day except to go to the bathroom and eat a peanut butter sandwich, and those only when necessary for survival.
Finally, around 6pm, her phone rang, and Elphie (with a engagement ring emoji) flashed across the screen.
She answered it on the third ring.
"Elphaba."
"My swee- Glinda. Hello." Old habits die hard – Elphaba rarely called her Glinda, preferring 'my sweet' pretty much since the day they started officially dating. The voice on the other end sounded awkward. Hearing Elphaba's voice involuntarily made her melt, even if she was currently madder at her than she'd been at anyone her entire life.
"Where are you?!" Glinda shouted, before Elphaba could attempt to make small talk in an attempt to delay the conversation – even though she had voluntarily called her, Glinda couldn't imagine this conversation being pleasant for either of them.
"I can't tell you, but I am not anywhere near our apartment, so you don't have to worry about running into me if you go out anywhere." Like I'll be leaving this apartment anytime soon, Glinda thought.
"Elphaba. I read your letter. I just… Why couldn't you have just told me these things instead of leaving me at the alter?!"
"I know you're hurt, and I'm sure it must have been embarrassing for you, having to face everyone-"
"Screw them, why didn't you just tell me how you were feeling?! I don't care about the guests or my reputation, but I would have really appreciated you actually telling me how you were feeling, that you really didn't want to go through with this wedding, instead of leaving me and leaving a letter." Glinda hadn't been this mad in her life, and she tried to not cry from anger – anger and hurt, mixed with disappointment and a hundred other things she couldn't name at that moment. Although crying might make Elphaba feel even more guilty…
"I didn't want to hurt you. And yes, I know that I hurt you far more by doing what I did, but I didn't…" She paused, trying to figure out how to say what she was thinking. "I don't know, and you deserve better than that, but I truly don't know. It seems stupid now, like I should have told you weeks ago how I was feeling."
"…You were feeling like this for weeks?! And you couldn't tell me anything?" She paused to catch her breath. "Well you could win an Oscar for that performance."
"Again, I know this is stupid, and in hindsight, I wish I would have told you!"
They paused from screaming at each other – well, Glinda screamed, Elphaba just talked as calmly as if she were discussing the weather. After they spent several minutes just listening to each other breathe, Glinda asked, "So what do we do now?"
"I'm not against the idea of being with you forever, Glinda, I just couldn't go through with the actual wedding ceremony. I know none of what I'm saying makes sense." A pause. "Although I don't expect you to take me back after all of this." More pauses on Glinda's end.
"Okay. I know I asked 'what now?' but I really need a break before I even think about what I want to do. I don't even want to think about taking you back… You hurt me so much, Elphaba, and I don't really care if you're hurt too. I just really need time to process this whole thing."
"I understand. Do you want to call me when you figure out what you want to do? You can take all the time you need." Glinda agreed, and they hung up.