Chapter Fourteen:

So I made a decision to go with my gut instinct as a writer... I sincerely hope that you all understand that I did this as a writing choice. I know it's OOC, but it's my story and I felt like this was the direction my story had to go in at the moment. If you really hate it, please tell me in CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM, not just I hated it. I do hope that you all still like the story though.

Fiyero showed up a few hours later with some candles for Elphaba's flat. Elphaba was already dressed as if she was going out in a snowstorm, with a dark cloak, gloves, a hat, and boots that went up to her knees.

Glinda had pretended to fall asleep on the couch, now drunk more than ever, and lay there with her face turned away from them. The knife was in her grasp in one of the slits in the couch. She held it tight, knowing that soon the problem in their relationship would soon be gone.

"I'm going with you," said Fiyero to Elphaba as Glinda heard her pack up her things.

"No, you're not. It's too dangerous Fiyero. Listen we've covered our tracks pretty well but I can't risk you being seen with me," said Elphaba as she pushed him away with her hands.

"So you want me to be seen with Glinda the Good?" asked Fiyero, probably gesturing to the blonde, "I'll get charged for kidnapping or something if the Gale Force find me with her!"

"Then go somewhere else! Hire some company and go take a bath, I don't care!" snapped Elphaba as she walked towards the doorway in a hurry.

"Yes, you do," said Fiyero quietly.

"Shut up," said Elphaba quietly, wearily.

Seconds of silence came next.

"I love you," said Elphaba.

"I love you too, and I promise I'll be careful," said Fiyero as he walked over and kissed her.

Elphaba looked at him, "Take care of Glinda, will you? I'm worried about her."

And with those words she left.

Glinda opened her eyes then, and she half expected what she saw happen next. She watched quietly as Fiyero took a moment, standing still, and then he walked out of the door to follow Elphaba.

The door shut and Glinda sat up anxiously. She ran a hand through her hair and played with the knife in her other hand.

"He'll be back, Glin, he'll be back," she said to herself as she sat there and waited.

She was right. An hour later Fiyero returned to the Corn Exchange, only to stumble in and throw up all over the floor. Glinda paid little attention to that as she sat there quietly at the table, stabbing the wood over and over again with the knife as she watched him collect himself.

"Glinda… you're awake? Elphaba and I thought you had passed out-" said Fiyero groggily as he held his face in his hands for a moment.

He slid his hands down as he registered just how many empty wine bottles there were lying around the flat. He peered curiously at Glinda who was staring at him murderously.

"Glinda," he said hesitantly, "How much have you been drinking?"

Glinda didn't answer him, but she merely laughed as she forced herself up from the chair and over to Fiyero. She gripped the knife behind her back and almost giggled at the thought. He would never truly know what hit him….

"I love her," slurred Glinda in a enraged voice, "And you can't ruin that anymore!"

Fiyero looked panicked as Glinda now raised the knife and stabbed into Fiyero over and over again until he collapsed on the floor, a bloody mess. Even still she continued to stab him, not registering that she was also covered in the crimson blood until she was finished.

She stared down at her crimson stained dress and body as she started to giggle. Fiyero was out of the way. Now Glinda could finally be happy with the one person that deep down wanted her as well.

"Finally," she breathed as she released the knife from her grip and slid down to the floor. Malky meowed and ran away, but she ignored the stupid cat. She breathed heavily, her chest heaving fast as she accidentally smeared more blood into her blonde hair. She smiled as she thought of what she had done. Then getting the knife back into her grasp, Glinda made cuts into her own skin in various places. Then she got herself up and made her way into the other room to wait for Elphaba.

When Elphaba did arrive and unlocked the door, Glinda came running out of the other room and ran straight into the green woman's arms, all covered in blood.

"Glinda what in Oz…" Elphaba's voice cut off as soon as she saw the blood on Glinda and then Fiyero on the ground as well.

"Glinda," croaked out Elphaba in a strained voice, "why is Fiyero- why is he dead?"

She dropped to her knees, ignoring Glinda completely as she placed her hands on Fiyero's chest and started sobbing; something Glinda nor Elphaba herself thought she was capable of doing.

"Oh Yero, no! No, don't leave me please don't leave me. I love you," cried Elphaba while Glinda stood there in her blood soaked dress watching silently. Elphaba looked up at her and saw that there were tears in the blonde's eyes, but little did she knew that she was not shedding them over Fiyero.

"Glinda, what happened?" asked Elphaba drying her face as fast as she could with her gloves before her face started burning.

"It was…" Glinda paused, "The Gale Force in disguise. Four men in black came here while I was asleep and they murdered him, Elphie. I woke up when they surrounded me and managed to frighten them off, but Fiyero was gone."

At the explanation Elphaba went rigid and said nothing. She only kneeled there on the ground, silent as the grave.

"Elphie…" Glinda whispered, "Are you okay?"

Elphaba's face seemed frozen in a state of fear and pain. She didn't speak, and her body trembled in sobs but she did not cry anymore.

"I can't believe they did this," Glinda heard Elphaba whisper in a voice so faint she almost didn't hear it.

Glinda put a bloody hand on Elphaba's shoulder, leaned down, and kissed Elphaba's cheek.

"It will be alright now, Elphie. He's gone now, finally gone. Now it can be just us, just the two of us," whispered Glinda lovingly as Elphaba looked at her.

Her mouth opened and she said something that she would have never dreamt of saying, "Glinda…did you- did you do this?"

Glinda pretended to seem offended when really she wanted to scream at the top of her lungs that she had killed Fiyero.

"Elphaba, how could you even say that about me? I would never kill Fiyero!"

Elphaba continued to stare at the blonde horrified. It was as if she didn't believe her. Glinda's mind scoffed at that, why wouldn't she believe her? The Gale Force could have easily done this as well as she could have. But it was something in Elphaba's eyes that made Glinda feel like she knew. Maybe she was taunting her… or the worst: maybe Elphaba really never loved Glinda at all.

Elphaba stood up then, and shrugged off Glinda's hand. Her green arms were all bloody from leaning on Fiyero, and her hands shook.

"Tell me now, Glinda or so help me God I will-" threatened Elphaba as she glared at the blonde.

Glinda swallowed, "Fine, Ozdamn it, I killed him." Her voice held no remorse.

"GLINDA!" screeched Elphaba nearly collapsing on the floor in hysterics, "HOW COULD YOU?"

"You said you loved him," stuttered Glinda while she started to cry, "You loved him more than me. Don't you see, Elphie, he had to die! I couldn't bear the thought of you being with someone else other than me. I had to kill him…I had to…"

Elphaba started sobbing again. Glinda tried to comfort her when she stepped forward but Elphaba flew a couple of feet back in retreat.

"Don't- just don't Glinda," said Elphaba in a low voice.

Glinda's face faltered, "But Elphaba…. I-I-"

Elphaba's gaze turned hard, "I hate you Glinda!" she spat out.

Glinda felt tears well up in her eyes and her body trembled. She shook her head back and forth. "You don't mean that, Elphie- You can say you love me now!"

"I don't!" snapped Elphaba in a loud, strained voice. "You killed him, Glinda! Are you too much of a drunk to realize what you just did? Are you too self-absorbed to not figure out that I really loved him and that I don't love you? We're friends, Glinda maybe we were more than friends at one point or another but… after this," Elphaba struggled to contain her tears, "I will never love you again," she expressed in anger passionately.

"Elphie!" cried out Glinda as she reached out a hand towards her. But the green woman flinched and ran out the door slamming it behind her.

Glinda stood there for a moment before rushing across the room, and smashing the elephant skull on the floor in rage. Just as she was about to smash the oval looking glass, she stopped and looked at it. Reflected in the glass were apparitions of Glinda and Elphaba kissing gently, from last night.

Glinda refrained herself from smashing the looking glass and held it in her arms as she sunk to the floor crying and waiting…but Elphaba never came back.

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