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Incommunicable Emotions

Chapter 15

"Blind Adoration Burns Like Fire"

"Well...that certainly won't end well, will it, Glinda dearest?"

For a moment, Elphaba stayed at the small window above Glinda's cell, looking down at the sleeping girl. Glinda twisted and moaned from some nightmare, her soft brow furrowed.

Finally, Elphaba could bear it no longer. She removed the pane of glass from the window, setting it gently on the drainspout. She eased her slender frame through the small opening, riding the broom down gently to where the angelic blonde awaited her.

She placed her spidery hand on a cheek flushed cherry red. Blue eyes fluttered open, and immediately flooded with tears. "Oh, Elphie!" Glinda threw her arms around her, pressing her face into the soft green shoulder cased within rough black fabric. She turned her head to the cloak's thickest part, careful to not let a single foolish tear touch Elphaba's skin. Her beautiful skin.

Without a word other than unintelligible sounds of comfort, Elphaba lifted Glinda onto the broom, up to the ceiling, through the small window, and into the blissfully cool night air.

Unsure of just how safe Chuffrey manor would not be, Elphie brought them to a seedy motel, asking a kind Animal to purchase the room for them, making sure nobody glanced either of the wanted girls' faces.

By the time Elphaba carried Glinda up to the room, she was fast asleep against her shoulder, small fingers fisted in her cloak, a smile playing on her small, pouty lips.

Elphaba laid her down in the bed, tucking the sheets around her. She looked down at Glinda, her Glinda, and her heart swelled and threatened to burst in her chest.

She was beautiful, really. The innocent turn of her jaw, the delicate, unmarred cheeks and brow. She was like an angel, Elphie thought. Best of all, she's my angel.

What had she ever done to deserve this girl? Perhaps the Unnamed God was not as cruel as she allowed herself to think. She was so small. So tiny, so delicate, and perfect. The adoring, trusting look in her eyes as she would look up at Elphaba. It was almost more than she could take.

It was worth the stinging pain to see the love in those warm blue eyes when she would wipe the tears from her cheeks. The small hands fisted in the sheets when she slept. "Elphie?" A small voice shook her from her reverie.

"Elphie, why are you crying?" Glinda's pale hand gently wiped tears from Elphie's face, her small pink lips soothed the tear's stinging tracks. "Oh, Elphie, come to bed."

"Glinda." Elphie finally choked out. "Yes?"

"I love you." Glinda's furrowed brow smoothed out in a smile. "Oh, Elphie, I love you too. You needen't worry, dearest, I'm here with you, I promise."

It was as if Glinda had read her mind. Elphaba smiled, and allowed the hand, so small and white and soft against her own rough, green palms, to lead her back to the small bed.

The small hand crept beneath Elphie's nightgown, and the small pink lips smiled against her mouth, swallowing the taller girl's gasp. The lips moved lower and lower. "I love you...I love you...I love you." The sheets were enough to stifle the cries, but not enough to stifle the love.

Small hands played in Elphaba's thick black hair, threading it through her fingers. "You have beautiful hair, Elphie. I suppose one of these days while you're asleep, I'll cut it all off and make a cape of it. What do you think of that?"

Black eyebrows rose, disappearing in said black hair. "Why, Glinda, I think you're absolutely out of your mind. Hmm..Would I be able to see the cloak?"

Glinda shook her head, cuddling the spun coffee rope to her chest and sprawling in Elphie's warm lap. "Nope, it'd be for my eyes only. I suppose it would be more of a blanket. I could sleep with it while you're away!"

The look in Glinda eyes as she looked up at her very nearly broke Elphaba's heart. She leaned down awkwardly, capturing those hopeful lips in her own. "You won't have to worry about it, dearest, for I vow to never leave you again."

"Do you promise?"

"Yes, I promise. For my hair's sake, if for no other reason."

Glinda giggled. "Oh, Elphie."