Disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with Wicked.
Summary: "A baby will make love stronger, days shorter, nights longer, home happier, clothes shabbier, the past forgotten, and the future worth living for." (Not what you think) Fiyeraba. I guess AU.
Oh, and this isn't beta-ed. I dont think i'll have that much errors. I just wanted a story I could post whenever I wanted.
Oh and just for fun! I'm going to begin each chapter with part of a song! haha. See if you can guess it. It shouldn't be to hard, since it'll either be from a musical or a disney song
I had a dream my life would be
So different from this hell I'm living
So different now from what it seemed
Now life has killed the dream I dreamed
Elphaba streaked for the bathroom with her hand clamped over her mouth. She hardly reached the toilet before she was violently sick. She groaned as she wrapped her arms loosely around her stomach. She felt sick and tired, but there was nothing she could do about it.
Taking a deep breath and using the bathroom sink for support, she heaved herself to her feet. She glanced in the mirror, and ignored the shivering that took hold of her arms as she reached for her toothbrush. She hardly even recognized herself these days. Dark circles sagged beneath her eyes from reckless nights of sleep, the color was drained from her face almost entirely, and her whole body was covered in sweat. She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself, but she found she couldn't slow her rapid breathing down.
It was useless. The nightmare had simply terrified her. Much worse than the other ones. Of course, she should have gotten use to it by now, since it was the same nightmare every night, but it only got worse. It was horrifying, even for her. She rarely got scared, but it had felt so real and painful. She squinted her eyes shut, trying to clear the image from her head, but it was of no use. The image had been etched into her mind forever.
She gasped as her legs gave out from under her. Slumped against the wall and leaning back her head, she chocked back a sob. Why had this happened to her? She had done nothing wrong. Was she being punished for someone else's sin? All her life she had dreamed of attending Shiz, but now life had killed that dream.
Elphaba sighed inwardly. Two months since it happened. She hadn't wanted to. She had asked it to stop, but it didn't. For sometime now she had been in denial, but now she had to face it. Face something that her seventeen year old body wasn't ready for. Most of the time she didn't care what people thought of her, but she could only imagine what people would begin to say about her and her family. She felt her stomach drop. Frex would surely kick her out if he ever found out.
Panic threatened to overwhelm her. Where would she go? She closed her eyes tightly, and slowly, she wrapped her arms firmly around her stomach. No one could know about the unborn child.
I know it was short, but i just wanted to get it started. The next chapter will be a lot longer.
Should I continue?