I must tell you... this is the last chapter. I think this one has turned out pretty well.
Let's see, let's see. Well, I am still working on Skin Deep, don't loose faith, I'm just slow, and I've been sickly lately. Nothing big, just a cold I haven't been able to shake. I have a NEW fic in the works, bookverse. It'll be Romance/Drama. Fiyeraba... and that's all you're getting for now. Though you may be interested in knowing that my dearest Meltalviel gave me the idea.
Hmm. Well, I also have a oneshot that I will be posting on Valentine's Day... and of course, you know me, I write lots of random stuff, so let's see what comes up.
Thanks for reading this long Author's Note, and on to the last chapter. Read and reivew for me. It'll get Skin Deep up faster.
Sometimes you just know that something big was happening. Sometimes you know that no matter what you do, something was going to change. Sometimes the unwanted change is better than the alternative. This was one of those times, and Elphaba knew it.
She sat up in her bed, staring at her roommate's back. "Glin? Can we talk?" She eventually asked, trying to keep uncertainty out of her voice.
Glinda jumped slightly, startled. "Of course, Elphie. C'mere." She slid over in her bed, motioning for Elphaba to sit with her. "What is it?"
"Do you love Boq?" Elphaba asked, sliding under the blanket beside her bestfriend, like sisters sharing secrets at night.
Glinda was confused. "I do. I love him very much."
"And you would do anything to be with him?" Elphaba asked, dead serious.
"Yes. Yes, I would." She became more sure of herself.
Elphaba nodded. "I love Fiyero."
Glinda smiled at her best friend. "I know you do."
Elphaba didn't smile back. "But I can't be with him."
"Elphie, I'm sorry, I-"
"No... no it's not your fault." Elphaba smiled then. "You had nothing to do with this. But what if there was some way I could be with him. I should do that, right?"
Glinda nodded. "They say love conquers all."
"A cliche." The green girl's cynical mind revealed itself. She didn't want to think about anything being conquered.
"Doesn't mean it isn't true."
The two friends laid there together. Glinda fell asleep and didn't see when Elphaba started to cry.
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When she awoke in the morning, Glinda realised she was alone. A note rested where Elphaba's head had been.
Glinda,
By the time you see this, I'll be long gone. Don't try to find me or him, it's better that way. We- Fiyero and I- we don't belong here. But we belong together. Glinda, by tonight we'll be gone, married, and alone. He doesn't know I left you with this- he says we shouldn't tell anyone, but I can't deal with lying to you. Glinda, you're my best friend. Know that. Remember me. Elphie
It's amazing really, what happens when you don't read a book by it's cover. When you actually open the old, musty pages, some of the most beautiful stories can be told. Stories of love and hate and passion.
The same goes for people. Few are who the seem to be. Fewer are who they claim to be.
Seeing is Decieving.