Forbidden love

A sequel to Ross and Rachel's life, it is advised to read Ross and Rachel's life first before reading this.

Disclaimer: I do not own Friends or any of the songs used in this story, I do own the idea and Ross Jr, Lilly, Ella and Poppy the cat and any new characters I add.

Summery: 5 years have pasted since Ross's death, Emma is now 15 years old and it is becoming increasingly obvious that she might feel more than just friendship for her cousin. Is this true love? Or is it just young love? Will Emma follow the same path as her mum and dad or will the fact that no one seems to approve and everyone keeps telling her it will never work and seems to be trying to stop them from getting together break them up forever? When a new face appears in their school will this new boy sweep her off her feet or will true love conquer all?

Features new and old characters, plot twists, strong adult themes, romance and humour. Hopefully it will make you really feel for the characters involved.

This story is a slow work in progress, feedback is appreciated.

Rated M

Rachel-47 birthday May 6th

Monica 47

Chandler 50

Emma-15 birthday 30th September 2004

Ella- 13 birthday 30th September 2006

Jack and Erica- 14 birthday July 19th 2005

Ross and Lilly- 5 birthday August 17th 2014

Current date: January 4th 2019

Introduction

5 years have passed since Ross's death and everyone is starting to adjust to life without him. It hasn't been easy, especially for the twins who are now 5 years old and are 4 months into kindergarten. Growing up without a dad has been hard for them but their mum and sisters have made sure he is still a big part of their lives.

Now that they are older, not babies or toddlers any more they are starting to have a better understanding about what happened to their dad and why he isn't here any more. Rachel didn't want to tell them about the cancer as she knew they wouldn't understand, so she told them that before they were born daddy got very sick and eventually fell asleep, and didn't wake up. She explained that this was called dying. They had seemed to understand and accept this explanation with no further questions. So she now made an attempt to explain where he was, by telling them he was in a happy place called heaven. Heaven was a place where people who had died went to live. She made sure to emphasise that in heaven their daddy wasn't sick anymore and he could run and play all day long and even watch them growing up from the sky.

Ross and Lilly started at her in wonder and amazement.

"Daddy's watching us?" Ross asked intrigued by this mother's last statement.

Rachel smiled as Ross had looked up at the ceiling inspecting it; he was definitely Ross's son, always the sceptic. And probably trying to see if he could see his father.

"But daddy loves us" Lilly said placing her hand on her heart and sitting upright as if to make a promise. Their sister Emma had told them many times that even though their daddy couldn't be around; this didn't mean he didn't love them. She said he loved them as much as she, Ella and her mum did and they loved him just as much.

Emma is now 15 years old; she is in 11th grade in Westchester high. Emma was one of the few that Ross's death had a major impact on. Emma and Ross had, had am amazingly close relationship; they had shared the same interests, wanted the same things in life, they had done everything together. Emma looked to her dad as her idol, to lose him was like losing a piece of her soul.

For 2 weeks after Ross's funeral she had locked herself in her room only making very brief reappearances for toilet breaks. She had stopped eating and became incredibly thin. She also stopped attending school; this was a major issue as Emma loved school and missed her first week back. When Rachel had contacted them to explain, they had been very understanding of the situation. Her whole family were worried sick about her, especially Rachel. It killed her to see her eldest daughter like this. She knew even though Ross wasn't here that he would be feeling as much pain as she was seeing Emma behaving like this, but there was nothing anyone could do. They didn't want to force feed her or drag her out of her room and off to school because she would've been so distressed they would've sent her home anyway.

Rachel tried her best to convince herself that this was just Emma's way of mourning and that she would eventually heal in time. Emma spent most of the day crying and remembering her dad, wishing he was still here. She went to sleep every night hoping that when she woke up it would all of been one big horrible nightmare and that everything would go back to how it were before.

Life was at its hardest for the Geller's in the first few weeks as Rachel had no time to mourn for her husband as she had twins and two daughters to look after. The twins hadn't given her a moments peace and as much as her other daughter Ella tried to help she wished Emma was there to help too as she knew how good she was with babies from her experience with Ella. Rachel found it very hard to adapt to life as a single mother of 4 and even got her mother to move in for a few weeks to help out with the twins. She did have to sleep on the sofa though.

Finally after 2 weeks, nut to Rachel it had seemed like months, Emma had finally been convinced to come out by the one person who had been her best friend for the past year now, who had snuck into her room via the window everyday just to comfort her. He had been her rock, the only one she felt she could open up to. He had been the one to convince her to face the world, promising he would be there with her every step of the way.

Back then he had been 9 years old and had messy blonde hair that came down to his neck, much to his mother's dismay. He tended to dress in baggy pants and t-shirts that were too big for him, thinking they were "cool".

Now 5 years later he was 14 years old and had matured a lot. His voice had broken and his blonde hair had been cut shorter. He now tended to wear long pants or jeans and tight tops that showed off his muscular torso and arms that he had achieved from his obsession with working out. If the girls at school didn't consider him such a big geek then a lot would want to date him. But despite everything he still continued to keep his promise to Emma. She was after all his best friend and had been for the last 7 years.

His name was Jack Bing and he still continued to be Emma's rock to rely on.

Emma now had long blonde hair that came down to the middle of her back. She always kept it loosely tied up and always wore pants, mainly jeans because she hated wearing any form of skirts or dresses. She had always been that way. When she was younger she preferred to play fighting, playing video games with Jack and watching the Discovery channel learning all about the world ,instead of dressing up and having tea parties. Even now Emma rarely wore makeup, only a bit of foundation and mascara every now and then, she never wanted to be a girly girl, she just wanted to be like her dad.

Her younger sister Ella on the other hand was completely the opposite. She may have looked more like her father, with her black charcoal hair, flowing down her back. Personality wise though she was her mother through and through, with her sparkling blue eyes that lit up any room she entered. Ella was now 13 and quite the looker; she knew it and loved it. She was at the stage in her life when she was heavily into her appearance. She was a total girly girl and even starting to like a particular brown haired boy in her class who she was too shy to talk to. Her dream was to be head cheerleader and the most popular girl in school. She was in 9th grade at Westchester high with her sister and twin cousins who were in the 10th grade. Ella was always trying to increase her popularity even if it was at the expense of others.

Emma wasn't interested at all in being popular or any of the cheerleading stuff. All she cared about was keeping the grades up for the classes she liked, Science, Maths and History. She absolutely hated English; she didn't understand why she had to learn about punctuation, grammar and spelling when what she wanted to do was Archaeology, digging up fossils. She didn't think that would require many English skills. The truth was Emma found anything to do with English very confusing, it's was as if her brain couldn't comprehend the complex structures of grammar, spelling and punctuation and her grades showed for it. She struggled to get a D- and was sure she would fail the class anyway so she had developed a routine of cutting English class.

Her best friend Jack, who was a year behind her at the same school also had a class he hated, Home Ec, he couldn't tell his mum he hated it because she was a professional chef so it would have been a major insult to her. So he started to go along with Emma's idea to skip class. Luckily his Home Ec class fell in the same period as Emma's English class. So every Thursday after lunch Jack and Emma snuck out of school and went to the nearby coffee house about ½ a mile away.

The teachers who taught the classes didn't really care, they had threatened many times to ring their parents but never did, so Jack and Emma had taken these warning as empty threats. The way their teachers viewed the situation, was if two rumbustious teens wanted to ruin their education and any chance of getting into a good college then it was their loss and they weren't about to waste their valuable teaching hours chasing after them.

Rachel and Monica had no idea their teenage children were cutting class once a week. The only people who knew were Jack and Emma's sisters Erica and Ella and Emma's friend Melody.

Emma and Ella were very close and Ella had promised she would never squeal on her sister. As for Emma's good friend Melody, she was so much like Emma, she was a mathematician and head of the science club that Jack and Emma attended. She as Emma did, hated English class and frequently joined Emma in skipping it when Jack couldn't, due to reasons such as sickness or a substitute teacher.

Jack had never been close to his twin sister even from a young age. It was obvious that they were two different people with two completely different personalities. Sometimes people even found it hard to believe they were even twins.

Erica was a shy girl who loved to cook just like her mother, up until the age of 11 she donned long wavy blonde hair, taking after her birth mother. But one day that all changed, Erica decided impulsively that she didn't like the colour of her hair anymore. She went into the bathroom and took her mums black hair dye that Monica used to cover the slowly emerging grey. Erica followed the instructions the best she could and applied the dye to cover all of her own hair An hour later she looked in the mirror and for the first time in her life, she was happy with what she saw. She had hair like a raven and she loved it.

Chandler nearly fainted when he saw what his precious little daughter had done and couldn't believe it when Monica deciding to be understating about it and go along with it. Monica secretly loved it and wanted to believe her daughter had done it so she would look more like her. Erica loved that her parents accepted her new look, so over the following months she took it a step further and started dressing in black and white punk wear and listening to heavy metal bands. By age 13 she was a total Goth and she loved it. Monica and Chandler knew it was too late to stop it now and knew this is who their daughter was meant to be, but it never stopped them blaming themselves.

Although Erica was shy, her favourite thing to do was tease her brother about liking Emma, due to their such close friendship. Jack always denied it though saying they were best friends and nothing more. Erica didn't believe anything would come from it, she just loved seeing her brother's reaction from it and noted that no matter how many times she said it Jack always blushed.

The coffee house that Jack and Emma frequently hung out in was owned by an oldish widowed man in his 50's called Frankie. Frankie surprisingly also had a crush on Rachel, although he wasn't as near as obsessed as Günter had been. He loved nothing more than sitting down and chatting to Emma and Jack and giving them free drinks and muffins. On the odd occasion Rachel, Monica or Chandler had walked in when their kids were there, Frankie being the kind man would hide them.

On to Chapter 1: The Assembly