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Nessa's POV
It is two days after my eruption with Fiyero. Glinda accepted the role as governess, and I haven't told her about Fiyero's visit yet, nor do I plan to. Glinda's out at a public event again, which means I finally have some time to myself. It is extremely boring in Glinda's house, as she does not own any books. Fortunately, I managed to find some of her old notebooks underneath the bed after sleeping on the floor one night. She refuses to help me on most things, so I've been having trouble doing things for myself. I've always had someone there to do everything for me, but not anymore. I have fallen out of my chair countless times in the last two days in attempt to get dressed, get into bed, etc. I was finally able to convince her to help me with some things this morning by falling out of my chair and knocking over a side table, which explains the headache I've had all day. I hear a knock at the door. Glinda must be back. I check through the window. She is. I open the door. She walks in and tells me to come sit at the table.
"I'm sorry", she says.
"For?"
"Not caring. I know how hard it is to lose a loved one."
"You do?"
"Yes. I loved Elphaba, too. She was like a sister to me."
I am outraged. "Really? Well, then how come you deny every question you are asked about your friendship with her?", I ask.
"I am a public figure now, so I'm supposed to-"
I cut her off."Lie?!"
She pauses. It is silent for a few painfully long seconds.
"Yes", Glinda looks into her lap. "Lie."
A long silence passes.
"Is Elphaba really dead?", I ask.
"N-ye- I don't know",Glinda finally answers.
There is a knock at the door. Glinda looks through the window.
"It's Fiyero", she reports. I curse inwardly. Of course, Glinda opens the door.
"Is Nessa here?", He asks. I roll my eyes. I wish Glinda would say no, but already know the answer.
"Yes, Why?"
"I need to talk to her."
"Go ahead."
I have no obligation to be nice.
"What?", I ask coldly, making sure to not look at Glinda, who is probably glaring at me.
"You didn't let me finish the story last time", he says. I just glare at him.
"Your sister is not dead", he says.
Elphaba's POV
I am outside of Glinda's house. I am waiting for Fiyero to come out. I am hiding in a bush to prevent people from seeing me. I hear a crash from the inside of the house, as well as a shrill voice that sounds like Nessa. This is not going to end well. A few minutes pass, and Fiyero finally comes out of the house.
"What happened?"
"Well, first of all, Nessa looks horrible. She probably hasn't eaten for days", he says.
I groan.
"I told her you weren't dead and she fell out of her chair. Glinda was surprised as well."
"Is she okay?", I ask.
"As I said, she looks horrible. Anyway,I told them the full story, and Nessa seemed to calm down a bit."
"Well, that's good, I guess...", I say.
"She wants to see you really badly."
Another crash from inside the house. I wince.
"We need to go", I say.
I need to help Nessa. She can't go on this way. I have to find a way to see her, and I'm willing to risk my life for a chance.