I'm back, *Somehow becomes opera singer, though I can't hit a high F* Longer chappie than normal ;) Anyhow Shell is in this story, but since I haven't read the book, (Working on it!) I don't know what he's like, and uh well I have something planned for later, which involves him being like I wrote him. Angsty teen years ahead :)
Elphie was quiet, the way home. Though I didn't blame her, a stranger (well to Elphaba), and her bestest friend, found out her biggest secret. SHE LIED TO ME! SHE TOLD ME HER FATHER HATED HER, NOT THAT HE HURT HER, MORE THAN EMOTIONALLY! Why did she keep it from me?
Frowning, I went over the facts. Elphaba had told the me, her father hated her, and made her believe that's why NessaRose was paralyzed, and also she's why her mother died, why Shell was born with mental diseases.
The dark haired girl, awoke me all summer screaming 'No father', or 'father please!' I had always thought, she meant she didn't want to believe what her Father had constantly told her. Because in truth none of it was.
Under the fabric of the purple sweater, there are bruises, and scars, that she spends so much time covering up. Under her friends tough facade , she was hurt, more than she showed, to anyone.
The puzzle, of her emotions, and thoughts, just clicked, magically almost.
She thought no one could lover, but I did, she was like the sister I always wanted, one who reads me books, and teaches me schoolwork. She thought the bruises were proof of her unlovable-ness, but it was proof, proof of her strength, her bravery, how stubborn she is.
Elphaba acted like she didn't give a frig (Cussing is unladylike) about what others thought of her. But she did, and it hurt her, all the jokes, and bruises,were making her hate herself. For being different, Unique. She would never admit it though. She believed, she was freak, because that's what society thought, so that's what, she believed herself to be. A freak, one of nature, one of ugliness, though she was the most beautiful girl I knew, and I know myself
She was the girl who had nightmares eating meat. Without watching 'innocent' creatures, being murdered, screaming, and cursing sending all their hatred, to the green child whose first word was 'horrors', unlike mine hers was dark, and terrifying.
I had always thought she meant her nightly terrors, her nightmares. Maybe, this was a different nightmare, a different nightly terror.
Later at the House
Elphaba had ran straight to my, our bedroom. Closing the door as quickly as she could. Resulting in a BANG that ran through the house, echoing. Dramatically!
'Crap', I thought. Elphie was just opening up to me, and now it was ruined, now I was going to have to gain her trust again.
"Are you two alright, you didn't have another fight, right?" Mumsy asked. I had to respond, if I had said nothing. Mumsy would've told Elphie to pack her bags, then throw the girl on the streets.
"We're fine, just a few complications…" I responded, running up the stairs.
"Are you sure?" She needed an excuse to get Elphie to leave, and fighting with me would be a 'reasonable' reason. I was halfway up.
I started a declaration, " I swear by my name, Duchess Galinda Arduenna Upland, of the Upper Uplands, of the Gillikin." Shiz! That's a mouthful! "Me, and Elphie, didn't have another fight."
I ran up the rest of the stairs, banging my fist on the door, in the most unladylike way. "Elphie,"I could hear the whimper in my voice. I didn't care for it, not now, now my friend needed help.
Elphaba POV
"Leave me alone," I yelled a sort of fear in my voice. It annoyed me to no end, because no matter how much I feared myself, my power, my father. I could control all of those just keep a meek secret, and everyone, but me is safe, and I'm fine with that. I'm of no importance anyhow, I was just a freak, one sent from Hell to ruin everyone's lives.
"Elphie, please let me in," She was whimpering.
I had hurt her, without even thinking, but this was for the greater good. Because no matter how much I act like I hate the blonde, I need her. I need someone who accepts me, the green freak. Someone that doesn't hate me, ridicule me, and this is what that'll do. I can't stand that, so this will stay my secret, and you'll stay unbeknowing of it. Why, because I'm selfish, and can't realize your life would be better, without me. Without the monster, the monster I created, self-consciously. The one who covers up her pain in sarcasm, and anger, I need someone the opposite of that. The girl that giggles, when I make fun of someone, who was just ridiculing me, and my horrible ways.
Her mom, would throw me on the streets, this would be my final straw. From there I would head home, I had no other place to go. She would stay here, and I'd be alone, Like I've been my whole life and nobody, or nothing, will ever change that. I jack everyth- a giggle broke my thoughts.
A pink ball, sprung toward the bed. "Elphie!" The pink powderpuff screeched. "I need a freaking reason! A reason as to why, why you didn't tell me! I've told you everything! Are you really that crappy of a friend! I thought I could trust you! You, you ARTICHOKE!"
There, there she had said it, I was both a soulless, mindless, heartless, vegetable, and a crappy friend. What was I supposed to say though. 'My Father abuses me, but if you know he will kill me, and you!' Never no matter how much, Galinda, or heck even a rapist, hurts, hates me, they don't deserve death, no one does. Except me I'm a curse, a freak, someone brought to this world to only bring bad. If you were to call me a dream, you must be one those people who confuse dreams, nightmares. Because that's what I was a nightmare, something to terrify you, something to hurt you, to break you down, to destroy you. But I didn't want it, I wanted to be normal. But life had different plans for me, ones that in the end will bring the greater good to everyone, but me. Because I will have spent my whole life, ruining everything, til someone thinks it right to kill me.