Hey guys! This is my first fic.
I wrote this while we were waiting for our next class last week.
This was inspired by a text quote sent to me by my friend.
So, here it goes. Hope you will like this.
I do not own Wicked or the text quote used here.
Glinda watched from the distance as Elphaba and Fiyero embraced, when Fiyero hugged Elphaba like there's no tomorrow and when he lifted her and spun her around.
She's having, well, a mixture of feelings. She's happy that her friend, her best friend, her Elphie is happy... that she found her happiness despite her past experiences, her problems, and her troubles.
But...at the same time, she feels something odd, like it hurts somewhere inside of her, somewhere in her chest... it hurts.
I used to be his princess and he used to be my prince, then suddenly, a witch stole him from me.
I saw him happy with his witch.
Do I need to fight for my one true love?
Or just accept the fact that sometimes, witches are better than princesses.
As a single tear dropped from her eyes... she smiled.
She realized that she will live up to her title as 'Glinda the Good', and whatever happens, she will be happy.
Before she left, she decided to let go of Fiyero... for the reason that her best friend and the man she loved, truly loves each other more than anything.
She smiled for one last time as she looked at them.. and then left... through her bubble.
So? How was it?
Thanks for reading!
Hope you enjoyed it!