A/N: Well, I suppose things in my personal life haven't quite restored themselves to their former happiness. In spite of this, or perhaps because of this, I decided I would visit Oz once again. Some people are just so LAME...Anyways! Take my hand, dear readers, and lets head back to Oz. Personally, I've missed it.
Incommunicable Emotions
Chapter...fourteen, I think.
"Flashback supreme, boys and girls"
Glinda sat against the headboard of the bed, her eyes slipping shut. This is the night, she told herself. This is the night she would tell Elphie she loved her.
They had been involved before this pont, that was true. Stolen kisses in between classes, furtive carresses whenever Nessa was gone. Never words, though. They had never spoken of their passions, and Glinda was sure she would soon lose her mind if forced to play this game.
A sharp metallic snick. An opening door. Elphie was home...
Glinda poked at the meager bread they had given her for supper. Truly unfitting for one of Glinda's political implications. Complaining, however, wouldn't do. She would be strong for Elphie.
"Have a good lesson?" Elphie turned brightly inquiring eyes to the small girl before her. So sweet, so innocent. She made Elphie feel like some sort of dark storybook villain whenever she woud sneak to Glinda's bed in the late hours of the night.
"Yes, yes, it was fine." Elphie turned back from the chair where she had recently dumped her books, surprised to find Glinda so close behind her.
"I love you!" Glinda blurted, almost clapping a hand to her mouth at the outburst, so unlike she had rehearsed it. Elphaba regarded her warily. "What?"
Elphaba was shell-shocked. No one had ever told her that they loved her before. But, the look in Glinda's eyes...so hopeful, so scared, so..loving? Dare she believe it to be true?
She fell to her knees next to the sitting blonde, gathering her into strong green arms, whispering into her ear, kissing her.
She did dare, in fact. "I love you, too."
Glinda sighed, her head moving on the scratchy wool pillow. It had already been an entire day, spent in this dank, dead room. Fear had begun to set in, interrupting her train of thoughts. Elphie would be here, right? Of course she would, her Elphie loved her far too much to leave her, rotting, in this hell. She would simply wait for her, and try to keep as entertained as possible. Which wasn't necessarily difficult...
A finger pushed deep, deeper than it had ever been before. Glinda's back arched from the bed, unintelligible noises issuing from her trembling mouth.
Snick. "Miss Galinda, Miss Milla and I--"
Elphaba froze, raising her face from Glinda's, black eyes wide with shock and disbelief, a flush quickly spreading on her cheeks. She yanked the covers over Glinda's bare form for her, sure that she wouldn't be able to do more than tremble for a few minutes, the flush of climax spread over her face and chest.
Miss Milla tried to hide her smirk and wide eyes with a delicate hand, but Elphaba could already see the wheels in her head turning. The damage had been done.
Elphaba advanced towards her, shaking hands straightening her shirt. "Now, Miss Milla..." Getting the wrong impression from the fire in Elphaba's eyes, Miss Milla let out a squeak, and went running from the room as fast as her six inch heels would allow.
"Well...that certainly won't end well, will it, Glinda dearest?"