confusifying | wicked | book 3/3

Elphie

I'm absolutely fuming.
No one tells me anything until it's too late.
"Nessa do you understand the damage that you could have done to yourself?" I bellow.
"Elphaba do lower your voice, your sister has a headache." Mother whispers to me, I glare angrily at her, I'm seething how could she not tell me that my sister had fallen over and had remained on the floor for hours?
It's pathetic that I wasn't told.
I look over at my sister, at how her skin is so terribly pale and her arms so frail.
Then it comes to my attention that she's not lying down like she's supposed to be, Boc said that for her chronic pain lying down is the best thing to do before it subsides.
Just as I'm thinking of him, Boc rushes through the door behind me.
"Nessa!" He gasps, rushing to be closer to her.
"Nessa what if you're hurt? Have you seen a doctor in these two days?" I shriek "has anyone done anything about the fact that she looks so obviously unwell?"
Nessa breathes heavily.
"Elphaba please stop screaming at me!" She pleads, but I can't stop because she needs to be told how serious this is.
"And your not even lying down!" I cry.
Box flashing me a warning glare from the foot of Nessas bed, i choose to ignore it.
"Elphaba I don't have to lie down because you've told me to." My sister answers shakily.
"How do you expect to get any better if you won't help yourself?" I bellow.
Nessa pauses, she looks at Boc and she looks at our mother, then finally back to me.
"Well what if I'm done?" Nessa sobs "what it I'm done fighting and I just want to rest, I'm so exhausted!"
I watch my sister cry but I can think about is that she needs to be lying down, she needs to be helping herself.
I glare at my sister, who stares back helplessly at me, she looks so gone.
"Elphaba, can you just leave me be."
"No." I mumble "I won't do that, you need to be lying in bed."

Upon saying the word bed I gesture wildly to my sister, pointing a steady, green finger at her.
Before I can understand what's happening, my sister screams as she falls backwards as if she's been pushed into a lying down position.
Did I do that?
I barely have time to reflect and I watch my sister struggle with brittle, shaking arms to sit herself back up but I'm just so focused on her lying down that I keep my hand steady, and focus myself.
I hear shouts around me but I can't make out the words.
I keep my finger pointing angrily towards my sister.
Nessarose struggles aimlessly to fight against the force of my sensation.
But it proves to be a frivolous task and she can't seem to fight against it.
I can see the stress and confusion on my sisters face but I'm just so angry, so worried stop I can't.
She has to lie down, she has to stay in bed and get through this flare up, if that's what this even is.
More shouting occurs around me but yet again I can't distinguish words, my sister screams again as I take a step forward towards her, continuing to keep my arm steady.
I watch as my sisters arms are fixed to the mattress, I watch her attempt to move her shoulders but she can't because I'm too strong, I can keep her safe from herself.
Nessa screams once more and I watch in awe as a faint green glow appears around her, this is the longest time my powers have lasted for.
"Elphaba your hurting me!" My sister cries, I hear footsteps rushing up behind me and someone sends me crashing towards the floor.

After what feels like an eternity, I open my eyes, still on Nessas bedroom floor.
My head hurts from when I hit the floor,
I looks around myself, mother and Boc are stood up by Nessas bed.
"Nessa?" I croak.
Mother turns around and so does Boc, who extends a hand to help me up.
I do so and look up at my sister.
Lying on top of her duvet is Nessa, soundly asleep or perhaps unconscious, around her eyes are dark black circles and on her shoulders are deep bruises.
Boc glares at me.
"Look what you did Elphaba," he growls, mother steps out of the room and I follow her swiftly.
She grabs me by the arm tightly.
"What happened Elphaba?" Mother cries "what did you do to your sister?"
I start to panic,
"I don't know!" I cry "I lost control."
Mother glares at me,
"Look at her! She's so frail Elphaba, she's so frail." Mother hisses before bursting into floods of tears, Boc soon joins us out in the hallway to comfort my mother.
"Should I go?" I ask terrified of everything.
Boc stops in his tracks and my mother goes back to watch over my sister.
"No, you have to speak to your sister." He reply's "Elphaba, Do you really think she many have to see a doctor about her fall?"

Boc seems to have stopped hating me for two seconds.
I haven't, in absolutely furious with myself, how could I let myself torture my sister like that.
"I'm not sure, it doesn't seem like she broke anything, she may have sustained a concussion though."
Boc leans against my sisters desk and cries.
"Elphaba what happened in there?" Boc asks "you wouldn't stop I had to do something."
So it must have been Boc who slammed me into the floor.
I only wish he'd done it before I had the time to really hurt my sister.

I creep back into my sisters bedroom and look at her dainty little face,
I don't know how to make this up to her, I don't know how I'm ever going to make this up to her.
I feel awful.