Rifiuto: Non Miriena

A/N: Written: 2013. Found: 2017.- Licia

She awoke the next morning, finding herself alone in the dorm. Elphaba and Glinda were nowhere to be found, and after a moment, she got up, returning the pillows to their respective beds and folding the blankets before doing the same. As she knelt to pick up her knapsack, she found the note on nightstand waiting for her.

Raven,

Elphie went to tell Yero goodbye before he catches the train back to the Vinkus. I went along, and we'll stop by the bakery in the cafeteria and pick up breakfast for us. You're welcome to anything in both our closets to wear; we'll see you soon.

- Glinda

After setting the knapsack on Elphaba's bed, she turned to Glinda's side of the dorm. Everything was decked out in pink, from the bedspread to the decor... It's like Apple's side of the room, except with Apple, everything's in red. Her gaze landed on the closet and she made her way towards it.

How Glinda managed to keep doors closed was beyond her, seeing as it was stuffed to the hilt. Dresses in all cuts and colors filled the closet, and after several minutes of just letting her eyes drink in the colors and styles, she selected a dark purple dress from the closet. It took several minutes for her to get the closet closed to the point where it would stay, but once it was closed, she turned to Elphaba's side of the room.

The green girl's side of the dorm was simple, decorated in dark blues and shades of black. She made her way to the closet and pulled open the door. A few simple dresses hung in the closet, far fewer than Glinda's, but none the less pretty. After several minutes, she found a pair of dark mesh leggings and a light black jacket. Once finally dressed, she grabbed her brush from her knapsack and made her way to the bathroom, shutting the door softly behind her as the door to the dorm opened.

"Raven, we're back! We brought breakfast-"

Elphaba nudged Glinda, nodding towards the bathroom door, and the blonde nodded. Glinda quickly set the tray of drinks and bag of pastries on the nightstand between the beds as Elphaba took a seat on her bed and slipped out of her boots, gently pushing Raven's knapsack out of the way. Something landed on the ground at her feet, and she reached down, scooping it up. Her eyes widened. "Elphie, what is it?"

"Sorry, I was in the bathroom-" Raven stopped, eyes lighting on Elphaba holding the green glass bottle. "Where did you get that?"

"I could ask you the same thing." Elphaba replied, finally meeting the girl's gaze. Raven slowly made her way towards the girls, reaching out and taking it from the green girl.

"My father gave it to me. It was my mother's."

"No, it was my mother's." Elphaba replied, reaching for the bottle, but Raven held it against her chest. "My father gave it to me after she died, it's all I have left of her-"

Raven shook her head. "I've had this bottle for years."

"Elphie, check under your pillow, just to be safe." Glinda replied, sitting on her bed. Sighing, the green girl did as told, reaching beneath her pillow. Raven watched, eyes widening, as she pulled out a green glass bottle, that looked exactly like hers. Glinda's blue eyes darted between the bottle in Elphaba's hand and the bottle in Raven's. "Wait a minute... if you both have green glass bottles, and they both belonged to your mothers..."

The two girls locked eyes, letting Glinda's words sink in. "Wait, wait, wait. Glinda are you saying that you think that... that our mothers are... sisters?" Glinda met her roommate's gaze. "Because my Aunt Sophelia died when I was ten. She had no children."

"I'm saying that maybe your mothers are the same person, Elphie."

The green girl shook her head. "No. There's no way that's possible. My mother died when I was a toddler; she died after Nessa was born, there's no way that's true!"

"Elphie, we don't know what happens when someone goes over the rainbow. Don't you think it's... possible?" She could see the pain in Elphaba's eyes, the pain of losing her mother at such a young age, and the scars it had left behind, for Melena had truly loved her daughter, and despite her green skin, had seen the little girl for what she truly was- a beautiful little creature that had deserved all the love in the world. Love she had never gotten from her father, and love that was there, but minimal from her little sister, because Nessa was a child, and the sisters were separated.

"That my mother died and went over the rainbow to some... new place and started a new life without me?" Elphaba turned her gaze to the blonde. She shook her head. "No. My mother loved me. She wouldn't leave me-"

"She died, Elphie." Glinda whispered.

"At least your mother loved you. My mother doesn't; never has." Raven's voice was soft, pained; it was a pain Elphaba recognized, because she felt it herself.

"But you both obviously have the same green glass bottle. Couldn't it be even slightly possible?"

The girls shared a glance. "What's your mother's name, Raven?"

The teenager swallowed thickly, meeting Elphaba's gaze. "You mean besides the 'Evil Queen'?" Elphaba nodded. "M... M... Melena. My mother's name is Melena."

The horrified look on Elphaba's face told Raven all she needed to know.