Chapter 4

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I don't own wicked 🫠

"Hand over the money," said a harsh voice. "But- I- I didn't borrow any!" Elphaba whimpered. "It says. Right here. Elphaba: Borrowed 5,000 Dollars. That means you owe us 10,000," The voice replied. The owner of the voice stood in front of Elphaba, a few of his gang members standing behind him. "I didn't take any, it wasn't me, I swear-"
Elphaba was cut off by a sharp pain. She tumbled to the ground. "Ughhhh..." she said. The pain stung sharply, like hundred a needles pressing into her skin. "Get 'er, Boq!" Said one of the people standing behind him. Elphaba stood up shakily and began to run in the opposite direction. "You get back here!" Cried Boq.
Elphaba woke up in a cold sweat, shaking furiously.
Fiyero sat calmly outside waiting for Galinda as she got ready. She really was beautiful, Elphaba thought. Fiyero... FIYERO! That was it. The voice he heard was fiyero's standing next to the leader. Sure it was just a dream, but it felt awfully familiar. "Baby are you ready yet?" Fiyero whined  "I've been sitting here for agesss."

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