I really shouldn't be starting this since I only have like one and a chapter stories out already and like a million stories I'm still fine tuning. It's just, you know when you have a story in your mind and then you start imagining it visually, like a movie? Then, it's like you have to get it out on paper, or in this case…computer pixels. Okay, let's get this story on the road. This is an MC story and only an MC story.It's also an AU fic, whatever that is. Something…Universe…or something like that…I don't know. Whatever. Simply put, I made up a story and inserted the name Chandler for the main male character and Monica for the female's.
DISCLAIMER: Oh, yeah, read and review…or since I you're actually reading the disclaimer, which this is not, I'm assuming you're going to read so… review when you're done!
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The cold, hard rain splattered on the glass as his head floated mindlessly in and out of consciousness. The dim images flashed through his head again and again. So many times had he tried to get rid of the pictures, the memories. The drops of water pattered on the window and slowly brought him back to reality. The feeling of loneliness and isolation overtook his body. The pain of loss from the past came rushing back.
Her sweet face. Her brunette streaks of hair flying over her supple face. Her soft burgundy lips lay quiet on her face. His attention was always brought to her lustful sapphire eyes pulling him forward. Her deep blue eyes sending him into a outburst of longing. As he watched her, a single tear glided down her cheek. His breath was hard.
Everyday for seven long years of this torture, he had to deal with the pain. Silently wishing to redo those long dreaded moments in the past. The fights. The yelling. The departure. The crossroad in his journey that turned his life to hell.
His eyes opened slowly. The rain continued to fall. The drops in the dim light left distant dappled shadows on the walls and on his solemn face. His unkempt stubble silhouetted his lips. His eyes were like cold, grey stone. Watching. Waiting.
He let out a faint sigh and slowly drifted back into a silent sleep.
A/N: Quick, I know. Don't like put in reviews that I should make it longer because the next chapter will be. Huh, I think it's the same size as my A/N. Review please. My goal is 5+ reviews. It may be low, but I'm not too good at this stuff...
