Hey you guys, this story is set 5 years after The Last One, Rachel didn't get off the plane and she moved to Paris, now, 5 years later, Ross had tried to move on and he's married(Its Ross right?).This chapter is focused on him , next one will be focused on her Thank you for reading. Enjoy!
Ross woke up and looked at the woman next to him, Sarah, her wife was still lying on the other side of the bed, after 3 years since Rachel left to Paris, he felt like he had to move on from her, he asked Joey to set him up with someone, this lovely girl named Sarah, she was pretty and kind, he proposed after 4 months of dating. It's Ross, once again he was afraid of losing her as it happened with Rach so he popped the question.
Rachel was in another continent, he hadn't heard of her in so long, she kept in touch with Monica, Phoebe, Joey and Chandler, but their calls became less often as time passed by, she hadn't come back to the US, not even once in the last 5 years. He saw Emma every time she came with Rachel's mom to the States to spend vacation in Long Island. He kept hoping she would come back someday, but he knew he wasn't getting any younger, he had to try to forget her, he tried and found Sarah, he thought it was better this way, pretending to have forgotten Rachel was hard at the beginning, but he got used to it.
He loved Sarah for sure, but did he love her as much as he loved Rachel? It was hard to love someone as he loved Rachel, it was hard to find someone that would worth all that…
Sarah opened her green eyes, without noticing Ross was already wake, she sat up and sighed. Ross didn't move, he was fine with her not noticing he was awake, it was not like he wanted to spend the morning cuddling and kissing her as it used to be with her.
As Sarah soon left the bedroom still without noticing him, something popped into his mind. Rachel. Sometimes that happened, he'd caught himself thinking about her. It was Sunday, so he would have a lot of time to waste thinking about his (former) lobster, Sarah would probably be out with her friends, shopping or doing girly stuff, actually he didn't mind what she was going to do, he had other things to care about.
He finally left his bed and entered the kitchen to have breakfast, as he reached the table, he found out Sarah was still in the house, their eyes connected for a second.
"Oh you're up"
"Hmn yep…How was your night?" He asked not knowing what else to say
"It was ok, look I gotta be hurry, I'm meeting Ellie in 20 minutes"
"Oh alright, have a good day"
"Thanks you too"
Almost all their dialogues were like that, a few words, nothing else. Once again he started thinking about Rachel.
'That's enough, I can't keep thinking about her if I want to get over her, she's happy in Paris, with some French guy, the best job in the world and in the most fashionable city worldwide. She's fine and you'll be fine without her' he told himself. He had to do something or he would be down and thinking about her all day, he had to do something, anything…
He turned the car on, and decided to just drive around, doing nothing, enjoying the car ride. He turned to radio on, maybe a song would make him better, for his surprise…
"Memories,
Light the corners of my mind
Misty water-colored memories
Of the way we were"
He remembered she once said that song was the most romantic song she's ever heard. He cried so hard as he heard the lyrics…
"Scattered pictures,
Of the smiles we left behind
Smiles we gave to one another
For the way we were"
He reminded how shiny he was when she came around and how dumb he was for letting her go. He mentally slap himself on the face, but then reminded that he'd done everything he could, he told her about his feelings but she chose to go to Paris, he reminded that night, probably one of the most painful nights he'd ever had.
"Can it be that it was all so simple then
Or has time rewritten every line
If we had the chance to do it all again,
Tell me, would we? Could we?"
"Could we?" he said loudly, no one could hear him anyway
"Memories may be beautiful and yet
what's too painful to remember
we simply choose to forget
so it's the laughter we will remember
whenever we remember the way we were
The way we were"
Note: This chapter, I focused on Ross' life, next one will be about how Rachel is doing 5 years later, I'll try to upload soon…This is my first fanfic published and English is not my main language, so please be nice, review please? Thank you for reading!