A Hero ~ For All The Wrong Reasons. ~*~ Chapter One.
By Vixie Bing. ©2003Authors note (Important!):
Ok here's a new story I thought of, it's quite dark and deals with some issues some people may be uncomfortable with, if you are one of those people I suggest that you don't read this story. Some of those issues are rape, murder and revenge. It contains some strong language and violence and a little sex, but not all the good kind ;-).
This isn't the beginning of the story but it is the start of it, all of the information is given through flashbacks and if the characters seem to be out of character it will all be explained so don't worry :-).
Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Yeah, like this story will be on next Thursday nights Friends lol. I do not own these characters, just borrowing them for a good story.
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A plate flew off of the table, smashing on the floor and the thousands of fragments drowning in the blood that had been spilled there. The noise that filled the room sent everyone in to chaos, shouting, screaming and pain filling everyone's senses. The colour of blood red filling everyone's sights.
'Let me go!' Chandler yelled as the two men held him forcefully. Monica cried out a sound somewhere between a yell and scream, tears streaming down her face as another man held her away from her husband.
'Chandler Bing, you are under arrest for murder' The rest of the policeman's words were drowned out from Chandler's hearing. The whole situation had overwhelmed him and now it had gotten too much.
Anger suddenly seized him. he hadn't been in the wrong here, it was self defence! He heard the officer stop talking. He glanced at the body on the floor and then to his darling wife, tears streaming down her face, her whole body trembling from fear and her clothes which were almost hanging off her almost anorexic frame slightly torn. She'd been through so much already and it was showing.
Anger had now seized him fro the second time that night.
'Yeah I killed him! and I would kill him again if I could!' He screamed out to the officers who were holding him. the officers tightened their hold on him and looked towards the door where two of the neighbours had come in from across the hall to see what all the commotion was about in their friends apartment.
'What the hells going on here?' Rachel gasped. Her eyes travelled around the room. The table had been set for dinner, candles and wine glasses set out. It was the couples third anniversary after all. But now the candles were out and the wine glasses had been tipped over, spilling the dark red wine.
A plate was smashed on the floor, next to a dead body. Rachel let out a scream when she saw the dead man lying next to the overturned couch. The TV was on the floor damaged beyond all repair. The body was laying face down on the floor, blood forming a puddle by him.
Monica was sobbing hysterically, held back by an officer in uniform. She had been a shadow of her former self for so long now, so much weaker and vulnerable now as she trembled and cried.
Chandler was panting heavily as he was held down by two policemen in uniform. There were two cuts on his forehead and he had a split lip. His face was flush from struggling from the two men and it was only then that she noticed the bloodied knife in his hands.
'Oh my God.' Joey whispered. He might not be the smartest in the group but even he could work out what Chandler had done.
'Mrs Bing, we need to take you down to the station for questioning too.' The police officer informed her.
Another two officers walked in from the bedroom, one holding a camera and the other writing something in a notebook.
'I'm sorry.' One of them said as he spotted Rachel and Joey standing by the door. 'But you'll have to leave the crime scene.' Still somewhat in a state of shock Joey and Rachel let themselves be led out of the apartment.
The shut the door to their own apartment and sat down. Staring straight ahead and not even talking they sat down. It was almost three minutes later when the phone rang.
'Hello?' Rachel whispered in to the telephone. Noises of Chandler being taken down the hallway could be heard outside, Monica's sobbing followed soon after.
'Sorry, say that again.' Rachel asked in to the phone.
'I said what the hells going on! Why are there police in Monica and Chandler's apartment?' Ross yelled down the phone.
Rachel froze for a moment before saying what her heart feared to be the truth.
'I think Chandler murdered someone.'
Sirens were heard screaming out in to the night, conforming this wasn't a dream.
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