As always, they're still not mine… not even Fiyero….
16) Memory
Seeing Nessa asleep, vulnerable, Elphaba fought an urge to kill her. Because of her, the only person who loved and accepted me is dead. Though I suppose it was also my fault, having been born green; after all, if I hadn't been, she never would've eaten the milkflower. Hatred overwhelmed her. I wish she was the abnormal one. A wheelchair is nothing compared to this… verdigris!
Elphaba was appalled at this, and fought the feeling off. I would be no better than Frex.(She refused to call him father except to his face.)
She reminded herself of what she could remember about her mother. The memories flooded her, and she collapsed, sobbing.