Chapter Four:

Galinda awoke to Elphaba's lips pressed to hers, and she widened her eyes at the action. Her memory was hazy but certainly she would have remembered if Elphaba and she had done something else or had gotten romantically involved. Then in a sudden it all came back to her, and Galinda jerked up off the ground. Elphaba pulled away with a smirk on her green face.

Elphaba had just kissed her at her own wedding, right in front of Chuffrey, and her parents and everyone else for that matter. She ran a hand through her hair nervously and looked up at Elphaba, breathing heavily. Her mother knelt down to help support her.

"Are you alright, darling? You gave us quite a turn," said Larena looking worried at her daughter.

Galinda kept staring at Elphaba. This whole thing had confusified the blonde woman to her core. Surely Elphaba had only kissed her to wake her up and not because she wanted to? Yes, she did it out of necessity. But for some reason, Galinda's heart thumped a million times louder and her stomach did flip-flops every time the green girl and her exchanged glances.

"Well," said Elphaba finally, "something had to wake you up. Master Boq over there was all set to kiss you when you fainted but Crope and Tibbett suggested me. I assure you it was not enjoyable."

Galinda still gaped at her, catching her breath, and Elphaba smirked.

"Though, your expression," Elphaba looked at the rest of the people who were giving her horrified looks," and everyone else's is quite funny."

Galinda now looked at Sir Chuffrey, who seemed like he could care less about what was going on and he just wanted to get home. Galinda swallowed and with the help of her mother stood back up. After a moment, she felt no dizziness or nausea and she told the priest that he could proceed.

"It's always those tight shoes," remarked Nanny to Elphaba's younger sister Nessarose who sat in the second row in her wheelchair with a pretty pink dress on, "Promise me Nessie that you will never wear tight heels."

To that remark, Nessarose just smiled and shook her pretty pale brown locks.

"She looks very beautiful, doesn't she?" said Nessa looking at Galinda as the wedding started again.

Nanny bit her lip and then leaned close to Nessa, "But everything looks beautiful next to her husband to be," pointed out the older woman. Nessa had no comment, for it was true.

The wedding went on as planned, no more fainting spells or comments from the peanut gallery.

"And do you, Galinda Upland take Sir William Chuffrey to be your lawfully wedded husband?" asked the priest turning to Galinda.

Galinda swallowed and looked at Chuffrey, knowing her fate was sealed with the next two words she spoke, "I do." Chuffrey put the gold wedding band on her left hand next to the sparkling diamond ring.

"Then I now pronounce you husband and wife, Sir and Lady Chuffrey. You may kiss the bride."

Galinda closed her eyes and waited for Chuffrey's lips to touch her own. Once she felt them she opened her eyes for a moment, he was barely touching her. Galinda guessed it was because he probably didn't want her to faint again. They pulled away from each other and linked arms. The walk back down the aisle was a complete blur to Galinda, as was the reception. She remembered smiling warmly at faces she did not recognize and laughing with her group of friends from Shiz. But the reception ended all too soon, and in a matter of what seemed like seconds Galinda and Chuffrey were on their way to Restwater to stay at Mockbeggar Hall.

As they pulled up Galinda could not help but marvel at the stone architecture of the mansion. It was painted beautifully white with columns on each side of the large glass doors, and etchings carved into every inch of space on the outside. The carriage stopped and the footmen helped Galinda out, still in her wedding dress. Chuffrey got out by himself and started walking towards the house. Galinda followed behind him, and the footmen were left to carry the luggage inside.

Chuffrey held a door open for her, and Galinda stepped inside the threshold.

To say that it was marvelous was an understatement, it was the most gorgeous and godly interior of a house Galinda had ever seen.

But she did not have much time to admire it for Chuffrey entered, looked around, and then started walking up the steps.

"Follow me," he commanded.

Galinda passed through dark hallways lit by lanterns and candles as she followed Chuffrey into the farthest room from the main lobby of the house. The decorated wooden doors were parted and shut as soon as the couple was in the room.

Now alone with Chuffrey, Galinda felt her fear flood back into her body. Her breathing slowed and she stood near the door while Chuffrey sat on the bed.

"I suppose you have been made aware of your duties," his voice came after a moment.

Galinda nodded and he continued now looking at her.

"You will produce me an heir, Galinda one way or another. I must have an heir and he must come from your womb, do you understand this?"

She nodded and he motioned for her to come close to him. She did, slowly and soon she was standing in front of him.

Galinda's breath came in shaking quiet gasps as she turned around at his command and William undid the strings of her corset. The bodice now fell to the floor and Galinda felt her skirt fall as well.

"Turn towards me," said William softly. Galinda turned, now fully naked the candle light in the room gleaming off of her pale skin.

He put his wrinkled hand on her face, almost as if as an apology. That's the only way Galinda could describe his way of looking at her was right now. It was almost if he was apologizing for what was to come next.

He made his way over to the other side of the bed and undressed himself as Galinda slid herself underneath the covers, and took deep breaths.

Chuffrey came back into bed, now naked as well. He glanced at her, "I am sorry it has to be like this, but I desperately need an heir." Then he climbed on top of her.

Sounds of shrieks, screams, moans, and crying came next and they were not from pleasure at all. The guards at the lobby cringed at the painful cries and out bursts, as did the rest of servants who pitied the young woman who was in bed with Sir Chuffrey. He was not known for a kind and caring nature in bed.

Finally after a while the screams diminished to quiet whimpers, and then the house went quiet.

Chuffrey had now been asleep for hours while Galinda lay there still shaking and frozen from the pain. The pain had lessened now of course, but it was a dull and sometimes sharp aching that kept her up. And the fact that her mind was still reeling from what she had just experienced. Elphaba had been wrong, oh so very wrong. Galinda had spent every moment of that… experience fighting back tears and screams. It was not pleasurable at all. It was painful, painful beyond anything Galinda had ever gone through.

Galinda put a hand to her heart and closed her eyes, gulping as she tried to catch her breath. The images of Chuffrey on top of her plagued her and her eyes flew open again. She knew that she would not sleep tonight, or maybe ever again. She could only hope that she was now pregnant and that is was a boy.

As Galinda felt the blood running between her thighs, she didn't even want to think of what would happen next if she weren't pregnant.

So this wasn't that bad... I tried to make it as vague as possible. But I do hope I didn't offend anyone or scare them off. If you did skip it, the moral is that Chuffrey is MEAN and EVIL and will do anything to get a son. Which is what Georgania's husband did as well. If you want to know more about her, just PM me. I've been obsessed with the movie for like a week now. Next chapter should be up shortly. Any suggestions?

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