This is for Gravi (TryDefyingGravity).
The Witch twisted one lock of hair about her finger, in thought, staring ahead at Glinda. She shook her head at the blonde, whose eyes were brimming with close tears. Don't cry…Please… don't cry…
"Glinda… it's up to you… you can do it… even if I couldn't…"
"What?" Glinda asked, widening her eyes. "What are you saying, Elphie?"
"Please, Glinda," Elphaba said, her voice cracking. "Don't call me Elphie…"
"Elphie," responded Glinda stubbornly, "I don't understand what's happening…"
Elphaba didn't know how to respond. What really was happening? She wasn't sure… but somehow she knew it was going to end badly…
"Elphaba," Glinda cried, seeing The Witch's expression. "Answer me now!"
Elphaba locked gazes with Glinda.
"Tell me now… what are you trying to say…?" Glinda looked angry and upset at the same time; tears brimming her eyes, and grinding her teeth together.
"I'm trying…" Elphaba chocked out, "Glinda… I'm trying to say goodbye…"