Endless Love

Are We Still Together?

(Elphaba's POV)

I make my way downstairs even knowing I may get yelled at for being up, but I didn't care, I have to find Glinda. “Excuse me.” I say noticing one of the servants. He looks up. “Oh! Miss Thropp!” He says bowing. “What can I do for you?”

“I was wondering if you have seen Glinda?”

“Last I saw she grabbed her shawl and headed out the door. That was about ten minutes  ago.” He says looking towards the door. “Do you know where she was headed by chance?” I ask hoping he would, but sigh when he shakes his head. “No ma’am. I'm sorry.” He says bowing again. “It's okay.” I reassured him. “Thank you for your help.” I smile at him, and head towards the door.

The cool breezy autumn air causes me to shiver a little, but overall it doesn't really bother me. I scan the area on the off chance Glinda is in the immediate vicinity, but I don't see her. “If I were Glinda where would I go to be alone?” I wonder out loud.

“If I were you I would check the hayloft.” I am startled as I hear s voice to my right, and I turn quickly. “Oh! Good morning gentlemen.” I say and smile. Its Old Jake and Vincent come towards me. Vincent is pushing a wheelbarrow of mulch and Old Jake had a couple shovels. The smile when they see me, and give a slight bow. “Sorry if we startled you, but I couldn't help hear what you said.”

“It's quite alright.” I reassure Old Jake with a smile, and then look at him curiously. “Why would Glinda be in the hayloft?”

“She use to go there to hide when she was younger. When she wanted to be alone and think. Glinda always said for some reason as dirty as it the hayloft is it was also a quiet nice place to think.”

“Then perhaps I shall look for her there. Thank you, Jake.” I give him a slight nod off gratitude. “You both have a good day.”

“You are most welcome, and I hope you find Glinda.” Old Jake says before he and Vincent continue on their way. I make my way towards the barn. I hope she is there.

Once I get to the barn I go in. I look around and spot the ladder that leads up to the hayloft, and make my way over to it. “Glinda?” I call up to the loft. There is no answer, but I hear someone shift around in the hay. “Glinda, I just want to talk to you. May I come up, please?”

(Glinda’s POV)

I can’t believe Bessie just burst in on Elphie and I, and then had the nerve to start accusing me of being a… a whore! I am no such thing! I had stormed out of the house after the argument and went to the one place I was always able to go when I was younger to think, the hayloft. I use to go there because it was the last place anyone would ever think to look for me.

After I get in the hayloft I curl up between some bales of hay. “Why does everything have to be so confusing?” I sigh and bury my face in my hands. I don’t know how long I sit there, but I am startled from my thoughts when I hear Elphie call my name. Maybe if I stay quiet she won’t realize I am here. I hear her come closer. “Glinda, I just want to talk to you. May I come up?” I should have known she wouldn’t go away, and shouldn’t be surprised she found me. I sigh and close my eyes for a moment before responding. “You can come up Elphie.”

It doesn’t take her more than a moment to climb up and crossover to where I am sitting. “You shouldn’t be out here.” I say barely glancing over at her. “You should be resting.”

“I will, but I wanted, no, I needed to know that you were okay.” She says sits down beside me, “I’m find, Elphie, now go back inside.” I can feel her studying me. “Glinda, you aren’t okay. Now please tell me what is going on.”

“I… I am not sure I can.” I whisper not meeting her gaze. She shifts and tilts my chin up so she can see my face. “Glinda, you can tell me anything.” Elphie says quietly tucking a loose strand my of hair behind my ear, and I swallow. “El-Elphie, I… I did something, and I am afraid that what I did will cause someone to get hurt.”

“Did you do what you did to intentionally hurt this someone?” She asks studying me again. I squirm a little. “N-no, but it doesn’t mean I should have done it.” I sniff a little not realizing I had started to cry until right then. Elphie again has me look at her, and she wipes a tear from cheek despite the fact it would hurt her. “Glinda, who do you think will get hurt?”

“I hurt you Elphaba!” I say bursting into tear. She is quiet for a bit and I look at her. Elphie looks surprised and confused. “I am not sure I understand. Glin, how did you supposedly hurt me?”

“I… I….” I take a shaky breath and just turn to face her. “Because when I went on the business trip to the Emerald City with Popsicle I slept with Chuffrey! I didn’t mean to sleep with him though! I mean I did, but not at first! It, just happened so fast. I was lonely, upset and missing being held. I missed being with you, and I thought I would never be able to be with you, and Chuffrey saw how depressed I was and… and one thing lead to another and the next thing I knew we were having sex! Bessie walked in on us, and when she saw what was going on she yelled at me for it! She asked me if I had meant it when I said I loved you.” I take a breath sobbing and don't dare look at Elphie knowing I would never be able to go on. “I tried to answer but she wouldn't listen, and when Chuffrey said she had no right talking to me as she did because she is just a servant. The next thing I knew Bessie said she quit! It all happened so fast I didn't have time to think!” I say quickly.

“Did you leave Chuffrey after that?” Elphie asks quietly, and I shake my head. “No. I remained with him through the night.” I admit quietly. “I see.” Is all Elphie says before going quiet. After what feels like an eternity of silence with neither one of us moving or talking I can't stand it anymore. “Elphie? Please say something.” I squeaks out taking her hand. I regret it immediately because when she looks at her she is unreadable. There is no emotion on her face. Not one of anger, sadness, or even disappointment. I swallow and remove my shaking hand and break eye contact. She hates me! Oz it all, Glinda, you really did it this time! I silently scold myself. “Elphie-”

“It's Elphaba.” She say I look up at her in surprise. She hasn't required me to call her Elphaba in a long time. “But Elphie!” I go object. “I told you to call me Elphaba.” She growls. I nod slowly. “El-Elphaba, please I… I didn't mean-” She raises a hand and gives me a cold look. “Glinda, stop talking. I have heard what you had to say, and I am not sure how I feel at the moment. I need time to think.” She turns to go. “Elphaba! Wait!” She pauses at the top of the ladder and looks at me. “I… I… Are we still together?” My voice quivers and I bite my lip to keep from crying. “I don't know.” Is all she says before she goes down the ladder and leaves. At that moment I let the let the tears fall and began sobbing as my heart seems as if it shatters.