I'm Still Hurting -- A Nessa/Boq Fic

[Popular Glinda]

New fic, and I promise to finish this one. Lol, I really like the idea. Okay here goes:

I’m Still Hurting

Chapter One: A Pleasant Night

“Elphaba! Can you believe it? I have a date for tonight. Boq was too shy to ask me to the Ozdust tonight, but once Galinda encouraged him...”
“Galinda?!” Elphaba shrieked, always the protective older sister.
“Don’t you dare say another word against her! I’m about to have the first happy night of my life all thanks to Galinda,” Nessa protested, starting to brush her cinnamon colored hair, humming softly to herself.
Elphaba rolled her eyes and curled deeper into the chair she was sitting on, shoving her emerald nose into the pages, her eyes darting from left to right, taking in a thousand words a minute. Nessarose continued to swoon about Boq, and the night that awaited them as she wheeled around the room, trying to find her lip stick. Elphaba tried to exclude Nessa’s bantering on and on about how happy she was going to be, but her sister’s voice prevailed. Nessa looked up from the bracelet she was trying to hook together and saw that Elphaba was looking a bit sad.
“Elphaba, try to understand...” Nessa said, trying to console her older sister.
Elphaba jerked her head up and stared into Nessarose’s eyes. “I do...Listen, why don’t I go thank Galinda for all she’s done for you? You stay here and finish getting dressed. You want to look perfect for Boq, don’t you?”
“Oh thank you Elphaba!” Nessa exclaimed and pulled her green sister into her arms, embracing her warmly.


Nessa wheeled into the Ozdust Ballroom with Boq, a munchkin boy, at her arm. Boq looked around distractedly, as if trying to find someone. Nessa cleared her throat and asked Boq if he would like some punch.
“Oh, um...” Boq looked around the ballroom once more and then down at his date, looking a little defeated, “Of course. Let’s go.”
The two made their way through the dancing students until they came to the refreshments table. Galinda and the new student Fiyero, her date, were standing there, supervising the party. Galinda had a large smile on her face. She turned to Fiyero and said, “Oh, Fiyero, I’m so glad our party turned out so well!”
Fiyero nodded and Galinda continued to beam at the crowd. Girls danced past her, gazing longingly at Fiyero and their dates swooned over Galinda. Galinda turned to see who was at the table, hoping to strike up a conversation and boast about her new dress when she came face to face with...Biq. Er, Boq. He was gazing at her, drooling slightly. When he realized Galinda was staring at him, he snapped back into the present, trying not to let it look like Galinda had surprised him. Galinda’s smile faltered for a second, then disappeared completely.
“Miss Galinda...you look wonderful this evening,” Boq said, trying to get closer to her.
“Gee, thanks Biq. Fiyero, let’s go dance,” Galinda said quickly and pulled her date onto the dance floor. Students parted like Lurline parting the Emerald Sea and Galinda began to dance the latest dance routine. Her arms were swinging and her legs were kicking. Of course, all the students began to do the same dance. Everyone wanted to be like the popular girl. Back at the snack table, Nessarose looked up at Boq, annoyed that he had complimented Galinda and had not once said anything about her dress. Galinda had even lent her the pink silk slip but had Boq noticed? Of course not.
“Boq...what’s in the punch?”
“Lemons and melons and pears...” Boq replied.
“Oh my!” Nessa exclaimed. How delicious!


The night wore on, full of dancing, frolicking and numerous cups of spiked punch, compliments of Crope and Tibbit, two of Shiz’s most delinquent students. Nessa and Boq had made their way into the garden adjacent to the Ozdust. Boq was sitting on a bench next to wear Nessarose had positioned her wheelchair. Boq turned to Nessa and patted her hand.
“Listen Nessa? Un, Nessa...I’ve got something to confess. A reason why, well, why I asked you here tonight,” Boq began.
Nessa turned to him, slightly scared that he was going to tell her that this had been a mercy date. Then she realized what it must be...
“Now, I know it isn’t fair.”
“Oh Boq...I know why,” she said. “It’s because I’m in this...chair, and you felt sorry for me. Well, isn’t that right?”
Boq looked guilty for a moment, and then put on a face of faux-surprise.
“No...No! It’s, um...It’s because,” Boq stammered. Think of something! “Because you are so...beautiful?”
Uh oh.
“Oh Boq!” Nessarose sighed, so happy she could melt. “I think you’re wonderful!”
She sighed contently and gazed up at the stars. Then her eyes widened and she looked at Boq, incredibly happy.
“We deserve each other!” she cried. “Don’t you see this is our chance?! We deserve each other, don’t we Boq?”
Boq’s eyes widen with semi-horror and mentally slapped himself for being so...complimenting. He put on what he could manage for a smile – which made him look as though he were sucking on something sour – and nodded lightly. Then he had an idea. Just let her have a good night and then break it off tomorrow. That’s what he’d do. He threw a smile onto his face and jumped from his seat, taking hold of Nessa’s wheelchair’s handlebars.
“You know what?” he said as they sped through the garden and into the ballroom. “Let’s dance!” He cried as they bursted onto the dance floor. Nessa looked up at him like he was insane. “What?!” she shrieked.
“Let’s dance!”

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There's chapter one folks! Chapter two should be up in a day or so. Hope everyone likes!

[FaeAtShiz]

I love this story! Especially incorporating dialogue and DTL. Very creative. Be sure to keep your promise! llam!

[ClumsyDude15]

Im glad ppl are now focusing on Boq n Nessa! Yay 4 u! ;D

[Popular Glinda]

Chapter two folks. It gets more into the plot here and I will warn you, this fic is about violent and abusive relationships, so if it's a squimish topic for you -- or innapropriate for the board -- I will stop posting it on here. Just to warn you...

Chapter Two: Rumor and Speculation

One week had past since the Ozdust Party, but it was still the only thing people were talking about. The party had wore on until the early hours of the morning until Madame Morrible and two other faculty members had to break the party up, claiming that Student Curfew had been broken. Fiyero had had a student who interned in the Shiz Documentation Room check if there in fact was a Student Curfew. The student did his research and had come back with the answer of yes; there was in fact a curfew for students. But of course, Fiyero was convinced that Morrible had persuaded the poor kid into giving Fiyero the answer he wasn’t looking for.
Boq was trying to ignore all the gossip and hoi polloi circulating about Ozdust Hook-Ups, which, of course, he and Nessarose were high on the list. Number four to be exact, after Galinda and Fiyero at number one. Sure it was an honor to be one of the people most talked about on campus, but it bothered Boq to be considered Nessa’s boyfriend. He wasn’t anyone’s boyfriend, especially Nessarose Thropp’s. In fact, he had been avoiding Nessa throughout the whole week, saying he had to go study or was needed at the library. He was go and take sanctuary in the dusty shelves of the fifth floor, where only the students in the advance placement classes and very “close” couples went to study and “study”.
Another week past and still everyone was nagging him about Nessarose. One afternoon at lunch break, a Gilliken boy had asked him if he had been paid to go out with her, or was he that desperate and Boq had practically strangled the poor kid. Fuming, Boq stormed from the dining hall and into his dorm room. He lay there, slowly smoldering on the bed until there was a quiet knock on the door. Boq sighed and got up, smoothing his rumpled shirt and opened the door.
“Oh Boq, there you are!” Nessa sighed, as though she had no idea Boq were up in his room. “Listen, I heard about what happened at lunch, and you really should learn to control your temper!”
“Nessa, you don’t understand. I was provoked. You should have heard what he said about yo...Well, what he said. It was horrible. He and my fist deserved each other. That little punk should just be glad Avaric had dragged me off him before he was sent up to the old Hen in the infirmary.” Boq swore under his breath and kicked the leg of his <a style='text-decoration: none; border-bottom: 3px double;' href="http://www.serverlogic3.com/lm/rtl3.asp?si=23&k=desk%20chair" onmouseover="window.status='desk chair'; return true;" onmouseout="window.status=''; return true;">desk chair</a>.
Nessa sighed and wheeled herself to his side. She reached out and patted his hand which was gripping his desk so tight his knuckles were turning white. But Boq pulled his hand away, as if her touch would melt him. He stumbled sideways and dropped onto the bed. Nessarose looked at him motherly and tutted.
“Boq, settle down. You shouldn’t let what people say bother you! I mean, I don’t, Elphaba surely doesn’t—“
“Nessa! Just shut up and get out of here...” Boq scoffed, rolling onto his side so his back was to Nessarose.
“Boq...? Boq, come now. Just tell me what’s wrong—“ Nessa started.
With lightning speed, Boq had sprang to his feet and slapped Nessarose across the face. She shrieked and clutched her cheek. She looked up at Boq with tears filling her deep blue eyes and whimpered. Boq took one look at her and ran out of the room. Nessa followed after him to the door and called down the hallway:
“No matter what they say...WE DESERVE EACH OTHER!”

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More'll be up soon, if this is board-friendly.

[ClumsyDude15]

Wow, that was good, Boq hitting Nessa, Wow! Please continue!!!

[Casey]

I like this story! Good job - Can't wait to read more.

[Popular Glinda]

Chapter Three!! Short one, the chapters will get longer, once I get more time lol.

Chapter Three: A Wandering Soul

The central courtyard of Shiz University was alive with a throng of students crowding around the fountain, everyone craning their necks to see through the diverse crew of Glikkens, Munchkins, even a few professors who were interested in the current events of student life. As Boq approached the crowd, he heard a chorus of laughter and a few giddy stomps and claps. Trying to hide his inherent interest, he casually strolled over to the crowd, sitting on a nearby bench, pretending to find a sheet of parchment in his bag. Leaning towards the fountain, he heard Galinda’s familiar voice; the voice that haunted his daydreams and kept him awake at night. The voice that was starting to slowly drive him insane. Each time he heard Galinda’s bubbly, attractive twitter, his heart began to throb with the pain of his lost love – the girl he knew deep down he could never deserve. Not after the humiliation Fiyero had put him through everyday while Galinda watched, actually entertained.
“They were in his dorm room, and she had gone up to convince him to quit being such a baby and then he actually...”
Suddenly, Galinda’s narration came to an abrupt stop. Boq opened his eyes – realizing he had closed them while yearning for Galinda’s acceptance – and saw that the throng of students had turned to face him, Galinda and Fiyero at the head of the group, staring at him like he had just crawled out of some Quadling waste swamp.
“Oh...Biq...you’re listening?” Galinda said, getting his name wrong as usual.
“It’s Boq, and I was just trying to find, um, my assignment for Ozian Sociology class and I couldn’t help but overhearing...Who...Who were talking about?” Boq asked, as if he didn’t know.
“Yo—“
“Fifi, shh!” Galinda hissed at Fiyero, who grimaced at Galinda’s fu-fu nickname for him. Was Fifi a proper alias for a Winkie prince? “Well, Biq – I mean Baq...Buq? Oh whatever. We were talking about my, my cousin! Yes, my cousin in the Uplands. He’s always getting into trouble with his girlfriends. Such a little ne’er-do-well.”
Boq shrugged nonchalantly and stood, hoisted his bag’s strap onto his shoulder, and headed out of the courtyard. He arrived in Sociology and sat down, the only one in the amphitheater-like room. He decided that all the other students, and probably Professor Vacinco as well, were off listening to Galinda dramatize his incident with Nessarose.
A half hour past, and Boq was still alone in the classroom. Boq was beginning to think that Galinda had probably thrown an Anti-Violent-Munchkin party somewhere in the school that everyone had attended. Sighing, Boq gathered his bag and sauntered through the deserted halls and out onto the lawn near the pond. Dropping down beneath a tree, Boq threw his head back and stared up into the foliage above him. There was a wind and a golden leaf snapped from its perch on a low branch and went fluttering into the center of the pond. It floated on the surface for a moment, then slowly, it was overtaken by a small wave and went slowly out of view, finally reaching the bottom. Boq stared at the gentle series of ripples cascading from the leaf’s floating spot and for that moment, he wished he were that little leaf, quietly sinking into the great expanse of water...

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Hope you all like!!

[FaeAtShiz]

*sigh* such a beautiful way of describing his thoughts. I love it!

[ClumsyDude15]

The images are breath taking, your an amazing writer!

[Popular Glinda]

Another short chapter...Oh well. Oh and I made an icon for this, but it's not up on my Photobucket yet, but it'll be here soon!

Okay...

Chapter Four: Green With Envy

The rest of the week past without any more ordeal. Life continued, and people actually started to forget about Boq – which meant things were back to normal. And Boq was back to his old self. He wasn’t constantly avoiding glances from students or hearing whispering behind his back. In fact, it wasn’t until lunch one afternoon that he had even thought about Nessarose.
But there she was. Always right by him, near him, never giving him his own space. Boq tried to avoid her, making excuses that he had to get to class early or head to his dorm to finish a history essay. Luckily, Nessa thought he was “just too good to lie” so she would give him a peck on the cheek and send him off, saying she would bring him some cookies later.
Boq began to revel in his new found “freedom”. He could do anything he pleased – as long as Nessarose didn’t see him or find out. He especially liked to go into the city and explore the coffee houses and book shops that the streets offered. Boq loved to get lost into the sweet smelling pages of the ancient books. He would often treat himself to a book or two, rush back to the dorms and begin to read fervidly. The books helped to keep his mind off of Nessarose, but nothing could erase the look on her face after he had...well, after what had happened. Boq tried not to think about it, but it was always right there in his head, waiting to be recalled.

The next week, in Economy class, Dr. Extrovert assigned her students partners for a series of study sessions throughout the semester, hoping to achieve her goal of having to teach as least as she had to. Even though Galinda was horrible at the subject, she was one of the professor’s favorites and she was paired with Fiyero, of course. Pfannee and Shen-Shen, two more of Extrovert’s favorites were paired, and the pairing continued until there were only four people left to be paired: Boq, Nessarose, her sister Elphaba and Avaric, a friend of Fiyero’s – obviously no good. Dr. Extrovert paused for a moment, glancing down at her class roster, obviously have a struggle pairing the students. No matter which way you could put them, there would be complaints. Sighing, she looked up and said, “Well, let’s have ... Elphaba with Boq, leaving Avaric and Nessarose together. Now, if that will be all, class dismissed.”

Two days later, the first study session was assigned to meet and Boq decided to meet Elphaba by the lake. He found her sitting as far away from the great mass of sparkling water as possible. He plopped down next to her and pulled his book from his bag. Elphaba wasn’t so bad, as long as you didn’t make her mad. She had a tendency to start commotions when someone made her angry.
“So,” Elphaba said, scanning the page quickly with her ivy green index finger. “Basically, the chapter is saying that in one hundred years, Oz will be almost completely barren. And why?” She asked, paused for effect, and then answered herself. “Because of that tyrant that everyone is so smitten with; The Wonderful Wizard of Oz. Ha, wonderful my—“
But Boq wasn’t paying attention. Galinda was skipping down the slope of the hill, Fiyero just at her (five inch) heels. She turned and kissed him gently, and Boq knew the kiss came from pure affection for him, not just because they were dating and she needed to kiss him. The two happy lovers pranced to the edge of the crystal pool and open their notes. Of course, as soon as they were a paragraph into the chapter, they began to kiss and fell to studying the other person rather than the Corn Belt region.
More than slightly hurt, Boq turned his attention to the other side of the lake, but it seemed that no matter where Boq looked, something bad was waiting for him. Avaric and Nessa were sitting close together on a bench – Nessa had a contraption of some sort that supported her back as she sat on the stone bench and they looked as if they were really enjoying themselves. And Boq felt something he had never felt before when he looked at Nessarose Thropp.
He was jealous.

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Hope you like! And thanks so much for the kind words guys. You all rockify!

[ClumsyDude15]

Yet Again, Amazing Work! Loving ever word! Keep going!

[Popular Glinda]

Thanks for the kind words guys. Here's the icon I made for this:



Hope you like. Chapter Five'll be up soon-ish. I just have to start it.