confusifying | wicked | book 3/3

Elphie

Personally, I think that this entire situation is ridiculous, Nessarose is apparently still Governor despite no one ever directly mentioning it, she's staying in the emerald city for a short while to give the citizens some piece of mind but it's eating away at her.
Nessa doesn't want to be here, Nessa wants to be back in Munchkin land making Governing arrangements.
Well I'm not even sure if she wants to do that, it doesn't sound like she has much of a choice.

Glinda is just being unhelpful, at her first opportunity, she's left Nessa and I to fend for ourselfs and just decided to run off and sweet talk the citizens of the emerald city.
I have the stupid voice that Glinda puts on when she's talking to the people of Oz, it's like she's being smothered in honey, it sounds so artificial and weird.
"Thank you." My sister mumbles after a while, I turn to smile at her in her bed, she's propped up by hundreds of novelty pillows and seems to be fairly comfortable.
"Thank you for staying with me." Nessa continues.
"Are you still angry with me?" I ask hesitantly, Nessa sighs sorrowfully.
"I'm furious." She replies hastily "but there's nothing that can be done about it now, and I need you beside me sister."
Hearing Nessa say that she needs me fills me with joy and pride, I calmly stride over to her beside and sit myself down upon a stupidly extravagant arm chair.

"The Emerald city hasn't changed." I comment, chuckling slightly "still as over the top as ever."
Nessa breathes deeply and stares longingly towards her old, wooden chair.
"I feel a bit stupid that we brought this one with us." She sighs "if I'd have known that I was still the governess, I'd have gone for something slightly more regal."
"The chair isn't what makes you important Nessa." I reply, saddened that she thinks that so heavily, "your the Governor of munchkin land, that's what makes you important."
My sister sighs and turns her head away from me, I can tell that my pathetic pep talk isn't going to change years of thinking that she's only going to be valued if she holds a position of power.
I feel terribly guilty about what I told Rebecca, it's like a knot in the back of my throat and I feel awful about it.

After what feels like mere minutes, my sister falls asleep, I observe the pace that she's breathing at to determine how she's feeling.
Nice, slow, calm breathes, hopefully she's feeling relaxed and slightly better than she was earlier.
I smile pleasantly to myself, adoring how comfortable my sister seems amongst her mountain of pillows and cushions.
She stirs softly amongst her slumber and within an instant goes back to being soundly asleep.
Carefully, I ease my way out of my chair, playing extra attention on how much of a racket I'm creating.
I smile lovingly towards my sister as I head towards the door of this massive room, I twist the handle hesitantly and slink out of the door, taking great care to ensure that the door doesn't slam behind me.
I'm greeted with a rather startled Franklin Mint, who takes a few steps back at the sight of me, sometimes I forget that I'm truly green.
My family are just so good to me that I simply forget how much different I am to my fellow Ozians.
"Miss Elphaba." Franklin gasps, he turns his head away from me hurriedly and goes to sit down in a nearby chair, he gestured for me to join him and I sit down beside him and analyse his face.

His eyes are kind and gentle, like they've seen much fun, his face seems careworn and slightly widened.
The most perplexing part is trying to gage his age, which I've whittled down to him being around thirty to forty years old.
I sometimes forgets that my sister is an adult, as she's stuck in a permanent state of eighteen years.
Though she'll always be beautiful.
Lucky her.
"How is the Governor?" Mint asks Hesitantly.
"Currently, she's asleep." I reply bluntly.
"And your not with her?" He cries, under a hushed voice.
I'm slightly bemused by his sudden outburst, I sit calmly for a few Seconds and the panic of Franklin's face seems to fade slightly.
"If she wakes up and wants to get up what will she do if someone isn't with her?" He asks quizzically.
I smile to myself at his lack of basic common sense.
"Wait until someone is there."I reply blankly.
Franklin nods silently, realising the absurdity of his question.

"I only came out so I didn't disturb her sleep." I mention tactfully, "the journey was long and she could use the time to rest."
Franklin nods slowly and tilts his head towards the door that my sisters sleeping behind.
"I promise she's fine." I whisper sincerely "I wouldn't be out here if I didn't think she'd be okay."
Franklin turns back to look at me, his eyes unusually cold.
"With all due respect Miss Elphaba, it's quite hard to trust you." Franklin replies sternly.
His words cut through me like a knife, I just wish I could go back and start again, Oz is my home and everyone in it is scared of me.

"You don't have to trust me." I snap coldly, completely disregarding how Glinda told me to try not to make a spectacle of myself. "But I care about my sister more than I care about anyone else in Oz so if your thinking for one clock tick that I'm not doing what's right for her then your just wrong and there's not much I can do to help you with that."
I stand up angrily and walk back to my sisters room.
Who does he think he is?
I'd be taking Nessarose back to munchkin Land if it was up to me.
Be it's not up to me.
It never is up to me.