Thank the unnamed god (don't tease me for saying that) that I have a friend who reminded me I had to post. Or else I would have been delayed again *rolls eyes* and god forbid I've done enough delaying. :)

This is my second last chapter people. I was tempted, for some time to leave it here. But then...my head was like 'no...no grumbello. This isn't where this story must end' So melodramatic right? Thank you. Muso + musical fan = absolutely insane :P

Here's chapter 10 guys. I hope you enjoy it. Thanks for sticking with me so far :)

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Chapter 10:

'Nessa! Home so soon baby sister?'

With a scoff Nessa moved past her sister, choosing to not say anything as nothing she had to say was nice. Father had always said the Unnamed God was forgiving but a saint had to know restraint and Nessa was a saint.

'How was school?' Elphaba persisted, knowing her sister usually chose to ignore her. This mood was uplifting though and Elphaba wouldn't let Nessa ruin it for her.

'Elphaba must you? Honestly, leave me be.'

'Aww what's wrong little sis? Bad day?'

'Elphaba! No. Perfectly acceptable day. Now continue your childish twirling, I have things to do and you will not pester me. Understand?'

Elphaba smirked and nodded her head, bowing exuberantly she said in a royal tone. 'Why, yes your highness. Is there anything else Ma'am.'

Her only reply was a huff and the back of Nessa's retreating head.

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Nessa knew the house blindfolded and upside down, she had spent majority of her childhood years learning to wheel her chair around the tight corners of the small home and could now move as silently as a mouse, it made moments like these so much easier. She needed to find what was making Elphaba so...normal.

Moving into her sisters room, Nessa's nose scrunched at the lack of colour, lack of furniture and that terrible musty smell. Looking over to the desk, which apart from her bed was the only thing in Elphaba's room, Nessa saw what she was looking for. Elphaba's sleek black laptop stood open, the screen displaying a page filled with words. Slowly Nessa moved towards the computer, her eyes trying to read the small writing. With her hand on the pad she scrolled down the screen. As her eyes took in the words they grew along with her smile. She found the virus...time to kill it. All with three simple words that were displayed on the screen before her...

All...my...love.

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GALINDA'S POV:

Galinda Upland looked at the door in a mixture of fear, confusion and humour. The door was...well...small. Really small. Munchkin small. And on the rather petite, vertically challenged blonde, this was a big statement. The door came up to Galinda's forehead, meaning for once in her young existence, Galinda would actually duck to get inside something. It almost was monumental for the girl, but before she could really think over this small victory the wooden door opened to reveal a short woman of about 25. Though her height was greatly reduced the woman was in great shape, she was highly attractive. Her hair was golden and straight, falling just below her shoulders. Her eyes were emerald, much like Elphie's skin, and her formal skirt and jacket hugged her figure. Her eyes twinkled as she smiled and offered her hand.

'Miss. Galinda Upland? I am Annika Jones. It's nice to meet you. Come in please.'

Galinda followed the short Munchkin into the surprisingly large room. The door was deceiving. Galinda had to laugh when she saw the cliché therapist couch sitting in the middle of the room. The therapist looked at her amused.

'What do you see?' Before Galinda could really think of how strange the question was, she answered.

'The most cliché therapist chair. One you see in all the movies.'

The therapist chuckled.

'The last student I had saw a bed in the shape of a car' Galinda turned to the counselor confused. 'The couch is magical. It takes on the appearance of where you're most comfortable or what you most expect. Everyone seems to see the cliché' couch first. Then it'll morph slowly into what makes you most relaxed. Takes a couple of trips till you trust me enough to relax into your surroundings though, and it'll then turn back into the real chair.'

'So you see...?'

'The real thing...I can't see what your mind perceives Galinda, just help you understand it better.' With a nod Galinda sat on the couch. 'Ok. Let's begin'

(20 minutes later)

'So you are dating this girl?'

'Well...sorta yeah.'

'Does the distance bother you?'

'Honestly? I wish she could be here, holding me, loving me...taking in the sights of the world with me. Growing with me. The distance is very hard. And the more I fall for her, the harder it gets.' Annika nodded in understanding.

'Is it worth it?' The sharp look she received was answer enough

'Yes. Elphaba is worth anything. I believe we can work. Distance or not.' With a chuckle, Annika put her hands up in surrender.

'Ok killer, calm'

Galinda blushed. She hadn't meant to get so defensive but she didn't like people questioning her love for Elphaba. Her mind was always doubtful and she didn't need people planting seeds.

'That's all we have time for today Miss. Upland. It was a pleasure. I wish to see you...next Tuesday during fourth period. Till then take care. And don't let Miss Elphaba push you around too much.' With a wink, Mrs. Jones showed Galinda to the door.

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ELPHABA'S POV:

She didn't understand what she had done wrong this time. Father had come home and Elphaba had his meal ready. He ate it and then spent time with Nessa whilst Elphaba went off to her room and 'studied' whilst talking to Galinda. All very normal, ordinary proceedings. All of a sudden her father roared down the hallway for Elphaba to come to his study. Knowing it was nothing good Elphaba prepared herself for the worst. Telling Galinda she'd be back soon she walked down the hallway and into her fathers giant den.

Though Elphaba hated her father which was a mutual disgust, she adored his study. Often, during the day she would sit in here and just soak in the ambiance of the large bookshelves that adorned the walls, and sit at his huge mahogany desk, writing her papers with the fountain pen that was so smooth to write with. Now though, this once peaceful place put fear in Elphaba's heart.

Frex, though sitting, still struck a feeling of enormous size. His height, which Elphaba inherited, was intimidating. He was behind his desk, in his hand a piece of paper. The fact he was sitting calmed Elphaba but only slightly. She figured if need be, she could run and get a head start. The cold glare he was shooting at Elphaba was normal, but something in his eyes betrayed the real anger at the situation. It made Elphaba shiver.

'Why must the Unnamed God punish me with such a sin of a child? What did I do?' Elphaba rolled her eyes. This was the typical speech she'd heard many times in her life. 'First I get a child, green as sin. Ugly in looks as she is in soul. Then...' he spit angrily at the ground 'she goes and digs the knife further into my heart.'

'Father...'

'YOU WILL NOT SPEAK!' He thundered. 'I spoke to Nessa Elphaba. She told me your secret. Your sin. Pleasure Faith in this house!' Elphaba was confused. What secret?

Frex cleared his throat before reading off the paper in his hand.

'I never heard of love at first email. But it was Elphie...I think what we have is special...all my love YOUR Lyndie'

Elphaba's blood ran cold as she recognised the words the moment Frex began to read. Nessa had betrayed her, had taken something that was so special to Elphaba and thrown it out like it was garbage. Elphaba was about to lose her love before even having her. For the first time in her life, she cried in front of her father.

'Father please, you must understand, it's not the Pleasure Faith, it's love. I love her. Don't take her from me.' Tears were falling down her face, heavy tracks that marred her skin. A terrible allergy that was a curse with her skin. She didn't care, the burning was helping her keep focus.

Frex glared at his crying child. 'You have twenty four hours to say goodbye Elphaba, then I'm taking your laptop. You'll never speak to her again.'

And with that Frex dismissed Elphaba, not caring that he had broken his daughters heart.

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'No...Elphie no please...'

'Darling there's nothing I can do. I...wish there was. I'm so sorry. '

'What will I do?'

'Try to move on my Lyndie. Try to not hurt for too long. I'm so sorry. I do love you. I'll always love you.'

'I'll always love you Elphie. Please be safe. Don't forget me.'

'I don't think I ever could'

'I don't want this to be it. Why must it end this way?'

'Because my father is a cruel man. One day Lyndie, I'll be beside you. Whether as a friend or more we can only guess. But one day I'll break free from here. One day I'll find you.'

'I can only hope my love.'

'Goodbye Galinda Upland. I'll always love you'

'Goodbye Elphaba Thropp. I'll always be thinking of you.'

And that was it. A conversation that lasted all night and true to his word, Frex came in the next afternoon and took Elphaba's heart.

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Just three words guys.

Don't
Kill
Me.

Make it four...

Please? :)
Thanks guys. Stay safe. Review if you love me XD Hahaha...how's that for pressure? :D

Stay safe friends
Grumbello
xoxox