What if Rachel had of chosen Paris over Ross? How would they have gone on without each other and would they find love again and still cope with their situation as parents to their daughter Emma? Here is a insight into how I think things would have went if Rachel hadn't of gave in to Ross.
Different continents but do they still share the same passion and love for one another?
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The rain heavily hit the windows as he tossed for the tenth time this evening, all he could hear was the sound of the rain and the sound of a car alarm outside in the street which had been going off for hours but it gave him some sort of strange comfort, it kept his mind off things, things which he didn't want to be thinking of because it only hurt him when he thought of it, hurt him just like a knife cutting deep into his heart.
It was a week ago today since the day he chose to ignore, but the promise to himself couldn't always be kept as every time he opened his eyes, it was a constant reminder that the woman he loved wasn't around anymore, she was in another country, with his daughter and probably twice as happy as he was now. She was probably getting over him already, that's what hurt him most, but he couldn't do much about it now.
Each night over the past week, he had gone to bed at an earlier time but each time his eyes dropped off into sleep, he would wake up with a flinch. He could never settle, and then he would sit up all night either staring at the four walls around him or dwelling over his misery which always drove him to tears, soaking his pillow and making him feel even more pathetic. He guessed this was the way it would be from now on, even the possibility of meeting somebody new seemed unrealistic to him now, he knew that meeting just anybody would be no challenge but he wanted to meet someone just like Rachel, fall in love and build a life with her. But the odds of finding another Rachel were low, he knew that.
The rain continued to belt against the windows, getting louder and heavier each time, the car alarm outside was also still going off, he was laying on his front with the pillowcase over his head, blocking out the world but with the distant sound of the alarm and rain ringing in his ear. Each time he closed his eyes tighter, he had a flashback of the week before which always forced him to open his eyes again.
'Please stay with me, I am so in love with you…' He had said to her as he held her hands firmly in his grip, not wanting to let her slip away again. He remembered the way she had looked at him, a look of confusion and stress came over her face, almost like she was angry with him for confessing his love for her at such a bad time. He knew that he had left it to the latest time to tell her, that's why he called himself an idiot because he should have realised a long time ago that she was the woman for him. Her reaction was delayed as he told her his feelings for her, to him it felt longer than it really was, this answer would probably change his life forever. She just looked stunned, completely stunned. So he tried again, waking her up from her trance as she stared at him, 'I know you love me…I know you do' He told her, squeezing her hands tightly in his grip, trying to be reassuring to her, he knew she felt the same, she was just too stubborn to admit it. The next part was totally unexpected to him, he imagined she would smile then wrap her arms around him and tell him 'I love you too', but she didn't. She released herself from his hands and shook her head, she looked tearful as she looked at him. 'I cant do this right now…'. Then she began to walk away. He had remembered seeing her move away, it had seemed like in slow motion, he couldn't believe she was leaving him especially after what he had just told her, 'Rach..' he called out desperately, begging her to come back, but the image of her turning the corner came quickly, the reality hit him, she was gone. The tears almost came immediately, Phoebe had been there for him but it didn't help at all, a friend being there had almost been more shameful for him and embarrassing, she had just rejected his love completely in front of one of their other best friends.
The surroundings around him seemed to be blurred and distorted as the tears fell from his eyes, the thought of her getting on the plane at that moment made him want to cry even harder. He really did think she would stay, but obviously she didn't feel the same way as he did, which made him feel an even bigger fool.
