Faith's Abyss
If anyone would have told Rachel Green that the night of her 26th birthday would be the last time she were happily married, she never would have believed you.
The sun beamed down upon the Jamaican ocean. The boats gracefully hit against the wooden planks of the harbor, making loud clunking noises. It was dawn.
Rachel sat on a flannelled blanket facing the sea. Her eyes, deep pools of blue, followed the inevitable crashes of the waves. Her hands we deeply buried beneath the soft, white sand. For a long time she sat there, watching, waiting.
A distant song of an exotic bird snapped her out of her thoughts. Reluctantly lifting her arm up, she looked at the hands of her watch. Had she really been out there for two hours?
Standing and dusting the sand off of her slim figure, she yawned. This had been the fourth day she had been on this tropical vacation, and all of those nights she had barely slept. Perhaps it was her empty bed? She folded her blanket and walked a few yards behind where she sat, to her small beach house she and her friend had rented for the two weeks they would be here.
Windmills, plants, and chimes hung from the house as if they were a part of it. Rachel entered the house quietly, hoping not to wake her co-worker and friend, Andrea up. She moved to the kitchen and poured herself a now cold cup of coffee. Deciding that she needed to get ready for the day, she hurried at took a shower and got dressed.
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"Andrea, I don't want to go to a bar." Rachel whined as Andrea grabbed her hand to lead her into the building they stood outside of.
"Come on! I want to hook up tonight! That's why we came on this trip!" Andrea pleaded. Rachel looked at her disgusted.
"Andrea, You're married!" She said harshly.
"I know that! But Frank's not here!" She said giddily. "Well, I think you should come in." She began again.
"No, NO!" Rachel said walking away. Andrea ran to catch up with Rachel.
"Rachel, it's been three years. He would have wanted you to move on. Come on, you're 29." Andrea said. Rachel stared around, looking at everything other than Andrea's face. "What if the perfect guy for you is waiting inside this bar right now?" Andrea smiled. Rachel finally smiled. "PLUS! WE'RE IN JAMAICA!"
"Fine, but only or an hour. It's 6;00 and I want to get to the beach to watch the sunset." She said as she pulled open the door to the bar. Andrea smiled in victory and followed her in.
Both skimmed the room. Men and women were everywhere. The bar was not too full, there where only about 20 people. Rachel rolled her eyes at the couple making out nearby. She finally nudged Andrea and both went to the bathroom.
"I have to pee!" Andrea said as she ran into the closest stall. Rachel smiled, and then looked in the mirror. She was 29, yet she felt 40. She looked at her tired eyes, her black low cut dress that elegantly shaped around her curves. Her proudest feature was her long, sun-streaked hair that hung in a shag around her shoulder blades. Rachel reached into her mini purse and pulled out some lipstick and carefully outlined her lips. She waited for the toilet to flush and put her lipstick away.
"This was a bad idea. I'm going to go." Rachel said as Andrea washed her hands.
"No! We just got here!" Andrea complained. "Listen, I'm sorry about Jake. I truly am. I'm sure you are still hurt, especially this being around the anniversary of his passing. But don't you think he would want you to be happy? He doesn't want you to go out and watch the sun set every night and think of past times. He doesn't want you to feel sorry for yourself. You have a life. You have a right as his widow to move on!" Andrea finished. Rachel rolled her eyes and smiled. Andrea could talk Rachel into anything. Andrea talked her into meeting Jake in the first place. She even talked Rachel into getting breast implants! Rachel nodded.
"Okay. But-"
"I know! I know! You need to see the sunset." Andrea finished before exiting the bathroom.
The bar had emptied more since they had gone to the bathroom. Rachel followed Andrea up to the bar to get a drink.
"Two peach margaritas." Andrea asked. Rachel sat on the barstool next to Andrea. Rachel looked at Andrea. She had long, thick, curly hair that was a perfect match to her light chocolate skin. She had the greenest eyes in the world. Rachel thought Andrea was beautiful. She often times felt envious around her.
"OVER THERE!" Andrea shouted. Rachel jumped by Andrea's sudden outburst. Rachel glances to the corner of the bar counter. She half smiled.
"That's Joey Tribbianni." She said. Andrea nodded.
"I know." She smiled. "Do you want him?" She asked. Rachel shrugged.
"Not really. I mean, he's famous and all, but I read an article and interview about him in my soap opera digest and, whew. He is NOT the sharpest tool in the tool shed." She said. Andrea laughed.
"Wow. Some humor. That's quite a change from you usual cynical self." She said. "Well, I don' t care what you think, I want him." She said as she fixed her boobs and patted down her hair. "How do I look?" She asked. Rachel gave her thumbs up.
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"Ross, you need to get some! Okay, yea, you liked Lexis. But she found someone else! Just move on!" Joey said as Ross slouched in his chair.
"I don't want to." Ross simply said. Joey rolled his eyes.
"I'm serious! Sex is the best medicine!" Joey finished. Ross smiled at his naive friend and looked back into his drink.
"I just want to have a girlfriend again." He said. Joey hit him on the arm as he watched Andrea walk towards them.
"Hey Ross, check-her-out!" Joey sang.
"Eh." Ross sighed.
"Not 'EH!' She's hot! Ask her out!" Joey said. Ross looked up at Andrea who was smiling at Joey.
"Joe, I think she wants you." He said flatly.
"Fine. You snooze you lose." Joey said. "Hey." He greeted Andrea as she came over to him.
"Hey. How you doin'?" She asked. Joey's widened.
"That's my line!" He smiled. She smiled too.
"I know." She said as she touched his arm. "I'm Andrea." She said. Joey held out his hand.
"I'm-"
"I know." She smiled again. She paused and looked down at Ross who looked now more pathetic than ever. "Who's this?" She asked. Ross looked up and extended his hand.
"I'm Ross." He said. Andrea shook his hand, and then looked towards Rachel who was watching from afar, margarita in hand. "Nice to meet you." Ross said.
"Charmed. So, Ross, what do you do?" She asked. Ross looked at her.
"I'm in paleontology."
"So your smart?!" She smiled. Rachel likes smart guys Andrea said to herself.
"Yea, last time I checked." And funny! And, he was pretty cute, too!
"So, Andrea, do you want to-" Joey asked, not wasting anymore time. Andrea looked towards Rachel, then at Joey. She motioned for Joey to follow her over to the other side of the room. "What?" he asked.
"Listen, I have a friend here tonight. Since Ross looks sad and lonely, I would like to introduce him to my friend." She suggested. Andrea pointed to Rachel.
"Wow. She's hot too." He said. Andrea smiled.
"Is she Ross' type?" She asked.
"Yea, what guy wouldn't want that? Most girls like that would never give Ross the time of day." He said. "You're cool too, but for Ross it would be a great success to date her." He said. Andrea started laughing.
"Stop talking!" She said as she walked over to Rachel, and Joey walked back over to Ross.
"Rachel." Andrea said in a singsong voice. Rachel smiled.
"Yea?" She asked. Andrea sat down next to her.
"I found you a date tonight." She said. Rachel looked at her and raised her eyebrows.
"What? Who?" She asked. Andrea pointed towards Ross' direction.
"That's Joey's friend, Ross. Let me tell you about him: He's smart. He's cute, and he seems really sweet. He's pretty funny too." She said. Rachel looked at Andrea.
"Then why aren't you dating him?" She asked.
"Come on! I've getting laid by Joey Tribbianni!" She said. Rachel smiled. "Anyways, I guess he just broke up with his girlfriend and he's really depressed!" She pleaded. "He's a paleontologist!" She added.
"Great. You set me up with a depressed, paleontologist." She said. "I'm just not in the mood." She said standing. Before she could get her purse, Joey and Ross walked up to them. Rachel bent down to pick up her purse. She stood up and looked at Ross.
"Hi." She said slowly with a weird smile on her face. "I'm Rachel." She said giddily as she extended her hand. Ross, who was quite taken with her, took her hand and in return, brought it to his lips and kissed her knuckles.
"I'm Ross. It's nice to meet you." He said. Both smiled. "Oh, are-are you leaving?" He asked. Rachel looked at Andrea who was being held by Joey. Andrea shrugged. Rachel finally turned back to Ross and smiled.
"No. I'm not going anywhere."
"Good."
XOXOELIZABETHXOXO
Okay, first of all, I am not going to focus on Rachel's husband dying or Ross' ex, ok? OKAY! So, more to come soon, I guess. : ) REVIEW!
If anyone would have told Rachel Green that the night of her 26th birthday would be the last time she were happily married, she never would have believed you.
The sun beamed down upon the Jamaican ocean. The boats gracefully hit against the wooden planks of the harbor, making loud clunking noises. It was dawn.
Rachel sat on a flannelled blanket facing the sea. Her eyes, deep pools of blue, followed the inevitable crashes of the waves. Her hands we deeply buried beneath the soft, white sand. For a long time she sat there, watching, waiting.
A distant song of an exotic bird snapped her out of her thoughts. Reluctantly lifting her arm up, she looked at the hands of her watch. Had she really been out there for two hours?
Standing and dusting the sand off of her slim figure, she yawned. This had been the fourth day she had been on this tropical vacation, and all of those nights she had barely slept. Perhaps it was her empty bed? She folded her blanket and walked a few yards behind where she sat, to her small beach house she and her friend had rented for the two weeks they would be here.
Windmills, plants, and chimes hung from the house as if they were a part of it. Rachel entered the house quietly, hoping not to wake her co-worker and friend, Andrea up. She moved to the kitchen and poured herself a now cold cup of coffee. Deciding that she needed to get ready for the day, she hurried at took a shower and got dressed.
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"Andrea, I don't want to go to a bar." Rachel whined as Andrea grabbed her hand to lead her into the building they stood outside of.
"Come on! I want to hook up tonight! That's why we came on this trip!" Andrea pleaded. Rachel looked at her disgusted.
"Andrea, You're married!" She said harshly.
"I know that! But Frank's not here!" She said giddily. "Well, I think you should come in." She began again.
"No, NO!" Rachel said walking away. Andrea ran to catch up with Rachel.
"Rachel, it's been three years. He would have wanted you to move on. Come on, you're 29." Andrea said. Rachel stared around, looking at everything other than Andrea's face. "What if the perfect guy for you is waiting inside this bar right now?" Andrea smiled. Rachel finally smiled. "PLUS! WE'RE IN JAMAICA!"
"Fine, but only or an hour. It's 6;00 and I want to get to the beach to watch the sunset." She said as she pulled open the door to the bar. Andrea smiled in victory and followed her in.
Both skimmed the room. Men and women were everywhere. The bar was not too full, there where only about 20 people. Rachel rolled her eyes at the couple making out nearby. She finally nudged Andrea and both went to the bathroom.
"I have to pee!" Andrea said as she ran into the closest stall. Rachel smiled, and then looked in the mirror. She was 29, yet she felt 40. She looked at her tired eyes, her black low cut dress that elegantly shaped around her curves. Her proudest feature was her long, sun-streaked hair that hung in a shag around her shoulder blades. Rachel reached into her mini purse and pulled out some lipstick and carefully outlined her lips. She waited for the toilet to flush and put her lipstick away.
"This was a bad idea. I'm going to go." Rachel said as Andrea washed her hands.
"No! We just got here!" Andrea complained. "Listen, I'm sorry about Jake. I truly am. I'm sure you are still hurt, especially this being around the anniversary of his passing. But don't you think he would want you to be happy? He doesn't want you to go out and watch the sun set every night and think of past times. He doesn't want you to feel sorry for yourself. You have a life. You have a right as his widow to move on!" Andrea finished. Rachel rolled her eyes and smiled. Andrea could talk Rachel into anything. Andrea talked her into meeting Jake in the first place. She even talked Rachel into getting breast implants! Rachel nodded.
"Okay. But-"
"I know! I know! You need to see the sunset." Andrea finished before exiting the bathroom.
The bar had emptied more since they had gone to the bathroom. Rachel followed Andrea up to the bar to get a drink.
"Two peach margaritas." Andrea asked. Rachel sat on the barstool next to Andrea. Rachel looked at Andrea. She had long, thick, curly hair that was a perfect match to her light chocolate skin. She had the greenest eyes in the world. Rachel thought Andrea was beautiful. She often times felt envious around her.
"OVER THERE!" Andrea shouted. Rachel jumped by Andrea's sudden outburst. Rachel glances to the corner of the bar counter. She half smiled.
"That's Joey Tribbianni." She said. Andrea nodded.
"I know." She smiled. "Do you want him?" She asked. Rachel shrugged.
"Not really. I mean, he's famous and all, but I read an article and interview about him in my soap opera digest and, whew. He is NOT the sharpest tool in the tool shed." She said. Andrea laughed.
"Wow. Some humor. That's quite a change from you usual cynical self." She said. "Well, I don' t care what you think, I want him." She said as she fixed her boobs and patted down her hair. "How do I look?" She asked. Rachel gave her thumbs up.
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"Ross, you need to get some! Okay, yea, you liked Lexis. But she found someone else! Just move on!" Joey said as Ross slouched in his chair.
"I don't want to." Ross simply said. Joey rolled his eyes.
"I'm serious! Sex is the best medicine!" Joey finished. Ross smiled at his naive friend and looked back into his drink.
"I just want to have a girlfriend again." He said. Joey hit him on the arm as he watched Andrea walk towards them.
"Hey Ross, check-her-out!" Joey sang.
"Eh." Ross sighed.
"Not 'EH!' She's hot! Ask her out!" Joey said. Ross looked up at Andrea who was smiling at Joey.
"Joe, I think she wants you." He said flatly.
"Fine. You snooze you lose." Joey said. "Hey." He greeted Andrea as she came over to him.
"Hey. How you doin'?" She asked. Joey's widened.
"That's my line!" He smiled. She smiled too.
"I know." She said as she touched his arm. "I'm Andrea." She said. Joey held out his hand.
"I'm-"
"I know." She smiled again. She paused and looked down at Ross who looked now more pathetic than ever. "Who's this?" She asked. Ross looked up and extended his hand.
"I'm Ross." He said. Andrea shook his hand, and then looked towards Rachel who was watching from afar, margarita in hand. "Nice to meet you." Ross said.
"Charmed. So, Ross, what do you do?" She asked. Ross looked at her.
"I'm in paleontology."
"So your smart?!" She smiled. Rachel likes smart guys Andrea said to herself.
"Yea, last time I checked." And funny! And, he was pretty cute, too!
"So, Andrea, do you want to-" Joey asked, not wasting anymore time. Andrea looked towards Rachel, then at Joey. She motioned for Joey to follow her over to the other side of the room. "What?" he asked.
"Listen, I have a friend here tonight. Since Ross looks sad and lonely, I would like to introduce him to my friend." She suggested. Andrea pointed to Rachel.
"Wow. She's hot too." He said. Andrea smiled.
"Is she Ross' type?" She asked.
"Yea, what guy wouldn't want that? Most girls like that would never give Ross the time of day." He said. "You're cool too, but for Ross it would be a great success to date her." He said. Andrea started laughing.
"Stop talking!" She said as she walked over to Rachel, and Joey walked back over to Ross.
"Rachel." Andrea said in a singsong voice. Rachel smiled.
"Yea?" She asked. Andrea sat down next to her.
"I found you a date tonight." She said. Rachel looked at her and raised her eyebrows.
"What? Who?" She asked. Andrea pointed towards Ross' direction.
"That's Joey's friend, Ross. Let me tell you about him: He's smart. He's cute, and he seems really sweet. He's pretty funny too." She said. Rachel looked at Andrea.
"Then why aren't you dating him?" She asked.
"Come on! I've getting laid by Joey Tribbianni!" She said. Rachel smiled. "Anyways, I guess he just broke up with his girlfriend and he's really depressed!" She pleaded. "He's a paleontologist!" She added.
"Great. You set me up with a depressed, paleontologist." She said. "I'm just not in the mood." She said standing. Before she could get her purse, Joey and Ross walked up to them. Rachel bent down to pick up her purse. She stood up and looked at Ross.
"Hi." She said slowly with a weird smile on her face. "I'm Rachel." She said giddily as she extended her hand. Ross, who was quite taken with her, took her hand and in return, brought it to his lips and kissed her knuckles.
"I'm Ross. It's nice to meet you." He said. Both smiled. "Oh, are-are you leaving?" He asked. Rachel looked at Andrea who was being held by Joey. Andrea shrugged. Rachel finally turned back to Ross and smiled.
"No. I'm not going anywhere."
"Good."
XOXOELIZABETHXOXO
Okay, first of all, I am not going to focus on Rachel's husband dying or Ross' ex, ok? OKAY! So, more to come soon, I guess. : ) REVIEW!