A/N: Yeah, I know I'm not done with my other story yet, but I figured I'd write another, just because I can : )
This takes place at the beginning of season 2, where Ross is with Julie. These are just Rachel's thoughts on their relationship, in her POV. Please read and review.
Disclaimer: Don't own em. They belong to their amazing creators. Man, do I wish I was one of them, lol.
This is absolute torture.
Every time I see him with her, it makes me want to scream.
Every time they hug, kiss-even every time they talk to each other-I feel like my heart is being smashed into a brick wall.
She's a bitch.
And the only reason I say that is because SHE'S with guy that I'M supposed to be with.
Everyone else just LOVES her. They're all, "Oh, Ross! I'm so happy for you and Julie!"
They don't understand how I feel. They'll never understand.
He loved me. For a really long time, he loved me.
I was with guy after guy, and all that time, he was in love with me.
Now, the tables are turned.
If I could do it all over again…I would.
If I could go back to high school, and notice, really notice him-not as Monica's geeky older brother-I would.
If I had…we'd be dating by now. Hell, we could have been married! I could be having a child by now.
His child.
That chance is gone.
He's with Julie.
And I'm with no one, and faking being happy for him.
How long will I keep up this charade for? I don't know.
All I know is that I want to be the one who makes him smile.
I want to be the one who gets to kiss him, hug him, and give him so much love he won't know what to do with it all.
I also know that I'll wait for him.
Even if it takes forever.
A/N: Aargh, this totally sucked. I could have done way better than this. I completely killed this. Oh, well, read and review anyway.