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The Witch paced in the woods, a hand to her green forehead. Her headache was starting to become a migraine.
"Shut up! I can't take your crying anymore!" she shouted. Liir continued crying. The witch wondered why she had even taken him with her. She could've left him with Glinda and that would've been it.
Glinda.
The Witch felt a stab of hurt every time she thought of the blonde witch. She couldn't believe Glinda had given her away. And after everything they'd been through.
The Witch gave a yell and her fist made contact with a nearby tree. Chistery looked up at her, but didn't say anything. The Witch sunk to the ground, holding her now bloodied hand. She sighed.
"What's the use, Chistery? I already admitted to being wicked. I can't go back now." The Monkey turned his head to the side. "No, I can't. Glinda most likely hates me now. Not that it bothers me or anything." Chistery made a screeching noise. "Don't give me that!" He screeched again. "Fine! I suppose I could ask her for help. But, believe me, she won't be much help."
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"It looks like the pretty just become more beautiful while the green just get greener."
Nessa screamed as Elphaba's head appeared in her wardrobe mirror. The face disappeared and the Witch stepped out of the small wardrobe.
"Geez, Nessa, did you have to scream? You probably attracted half of Oz." the Witch said.
"For Oz's sake, Elphaba, don't do things like that! Why are you here anyway?" Nessa said.
"I need your help."
"Ha! That's a good one."
"Nessa, please."
The brunette wheeled over to her sister, forcing the Witch to step back to avoid being run over.
"Do you know how many years I had to depend on you? How do you think that feels? Stuck in this horrid chair with wheels and longing to kick up my heels."
"Nessa, I-"
"All this time you've been flying around, trying to help animals you've never met. Never once did you try to help me!"
"You're right." the Witch admitted. Nessa shook her head. Then the Witch got an idea. "But if I help you, will you help me?"
"What could you possibly do?" the brunette spat. The Witch reached for the Grimmerie, but realized she had left it back in Glinda's room.
"No, no! Damn it!" she shouted. "I can't believe I forgot it! I remembered the damn baby, but forgot-"
"What baby?" Nessa asked.
"Liir."
"Who's that?"
"It doesn't matter."
"Elphaba-"
"Stop calling me that! I'm not the girl you remember." the Witch spat. The two sisters were silent for a few moments before the Witch sighed.
"Liir… is my son." she said. Nessa covered her mouth with her hands.
"You had a baby?" she said, her eyes growing wide.
"Unfortunately." An idea came to the Witch then. "Nessa, would you take him?"
"What?! You want me to take care of your baby?"
"Well, either that or I'll just kill him."
"Elphaba! You can't kill your own baby!"
"I don't want him! Why can't you understand that? You're just like Glinda." The Witch turned away from her sister. She knew this would happen. She wasn't going to get any help from Nessa.
"Elphaba…"
"I'm sorry I bothered you. I should have known you weren't going to help me. Goodbye, Nessa."
The Witch left before her sister could protest. She had nowhere else to turn now. She was on her own.
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Glinda sighed as she strolled through the garden next to her home. Things hadn't been very exciting over the last few days. Without Elphaba, she found a strange loneliness creeping over her.
As Glinda was about to turn a corner, she felt a hand clamp over her mouth, smothering her scream. Another hand grabbed her arm and pulled her backwards, forcing her up against a stone wall.
It was then that she noticed that her assailant had green hands.
"Elphie…?" she whispered. The Witch hissed at the name.
"Not anymore. I'm the wicked witch, remember?" she growled. "You of all people should know that. You gave me away.
"Elphie, I'm sorry about what happened, but I swear, I didn't give you away!"
"And why should I believe you?"
"Because I love you!" The Witch shook her head.
"You never loved me. How could anyone love someone like me?" Glinda moved in and pressed her pink lips against the Witch's green ones. The Witch pushed Glinda away roughly before wiping her mouth on her sleeve.
"You always were the sneaky one." she spat. Glinda felt tears coming to her eyes. Elphaba had never pushed her away like that before. "Oh, here come the tears. When she doesn't get what she wants, she cries. Well, go ahead. Your tears will have no effect on me!"
"Elphaba… why?"
"Because of you! I trusted you and what did I get in return? Betrayal! A mob of people following my every move, trying to kill me! How did they find out about the water, Glinda? Did you let that slip out as well?" The Witch grabbed Glinda by the shoulders and held her against the wall, fire burning in her eyes.
Now the blonde did start crying.
"Elphie, I'm sorry! I'm sorry for your pain! I never-"
"Of course you never! You've had everything handed to you your whole life! You never had to work! Do you realize what I'm going through right now?" No response. The Witch shook the blonde. "Do you?!"
"No!"
"Of course you don't!" The Witch released the sobbing blonde, who fell to her knees. "You're too busy spreading lies!"
"You're right! You're right about everything!" the blonde sobbed. "I'm sorry, Elphie. I don't deserve to live in the same world as you, so go ahead." This stopped the Witch.
"Go ahead… what?" she asked.
"Kill me. That's why you came, isn't it?" The Witch felt something inside of her stir and before she knew what she was doing, she was on her knees next to the blonde.
"Of course not." she said gently. "I could never… why would you think that?"
"Because you're so angry! I've never seen you like this before! It's like the Elphaba I knew died." The blonde looked at the Witch. "And you killed her."
The Witch felt as though she had been punched in the stomach.
"I didn't… I thought… she was weak."
"She was strong enough to avoid becoming this. I don't know who you are." The Witch felt tears forming in her own eyes.
"I don't know who I am either." she said. Glinda looked at her. The Witch fell against the blonde and Glinda could feel her body shaking. "I'm so lost. Nothing makes sense anymore."
Glinda knew then that her Elphaba was still there. There had just been so much anger, so much hurt that she had been lost. Confused. She wanted a way to escape.
"And Nessa wouldn't help me, so I have nowhere else to go."
Nessa.
Glinda remembered what she had said to Madame Morrible and the wizard.
"Elphie… when did you see Nessa?" she asked. Elphaba sat back, wiping her eyes,
"Uh… a few hours ago. Why?"
The wind started to pick up. Both girls stood.
"I made a mistake, Elphie. We have to get to her."
"Why?"
"Please don't ask. Just trust me."
"Glinda, do you see that?"
"What?"
"It's a house… but it's flying through the sky."
Glinda's heart dropped.
"We have to get to Nessa, Elphie. Now!"
End of chapter 29. Again, I'm sorry for not updating for a while. Thanks to all readers and reviewers. Please keep leaving those reviews!
