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Chapter Fourteen
Fiyero went back to his hotel room and sat down on his bed, his head in his hands. What was he going to do? He loved Elphaba, and she loved him, but what was the next step?
How was their relationship supposed to survive?
It was the million-dollar question to both of them. Fiyero rubbed his head with his hands and sighed. He had no clue what to do, but one radical solution kept popping in his head. He pushed it away every time it came, but the more he thought about it, the more it made sense. It was radical, but this way they could keep their jobs.
But then again, he contemplated quitting, which was also radical. Even if he wanted too, how was he supposed to support himself? This job was the only thing he had ties to, and if he could he would sever all of them for Elphaba.
But quitting wasn't an option right now.
So, the next morning, he went into work, like he always did. He did what the Wizard told him to do, without question.
And Elphaba and Fiyero went back to their routine of avoiding one another. All the stress of the past few weeks had led them to where they'd started. Elphaba was absolutely sick of it. Its true her patience was thin, but this was the most painstaking thing she'd experienced in her adult life. She couldn't be with the person she loved.
And right now, that was a deal-breaker. After her shift ended, she went home, having no desire to visit with Fiyero. It was late, and she was tired.
When she arrived at her apartment, she made a small dinner and ate, sad thoughts filling her head. Who knew that this man that had entered her life would cause her so much joy and so much pain?
The next several days went quickly for her. She did her work, and went straight home. Fiyero tried to contact her many times, but she didn't respond out of guilt for her newfound feelings of him.
So, after Fiyero noticed Elphaba's hesitation towards him, he did what he'd wanted to do for several weeks; he decided he was going to propose. After all, the Wizard couldn't refuse their relationship if they were already married, could he?
He had little money at the time, so he couldn't afford a ring. When he was ready, he went to his old apartment building and found Elphaba's door. He took a deep breath and knocked.
Elphaba opened the door, expecting Glinda to be on the other side of her door, but looked at Fiyero with a blank expression.
"Fae, are you alright? You look like you've seen a ghost."
She stood aside and let him in, responding, "No, I'm just tired. It's late, Yero. Why are you here?"
"I've noticed you're distance from me, you know. I'm here to make things right."
"Fiyero-" she said, sliding away from him.
"I love you, Elphaba. I know things are hard right now, but you have to trust me. I can fix this."
"How, Fiyero? How do you expect to do that? There is no happy ending here! Don't you see that?!" she said, raising her voice.
"There is a way!" he said, gently grabbing her shoulders. "There is a way." He said, lowering his voice.
"And what might that be?" she said, furrowing her brow.
Fiyero slowly bent down on one knee as he took her hand and Elphaba's heart sank. She watched him as he began to talk, "Marry me, Fae. This is the way. We can be together, and he can't do anything about it. What do you say?" he said, a smile coming onto his face.
She shook her head, "I can't, Fiyero." His smile faded, "I love you…I love you so much it hurts, but I can't live like this anymore." She took her hand away and left her apartment, leaving Fiyero on one knee, shocked.