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Backstabbing Rachel
Monica came walking into her apartment carrying her bags of grocery. She hears a shout come from the bedroom. "Who's there!"
Monica replies back "Its just me, Monica, your wife, don't you remember?"
Chandler rushes out from the bedroom. "Oh you.."
He smirks at her. She glances at him while she sets down the groceries noticing something very strange about him. He just stands there, hands him pocket, cheesy grin on his face.
"Do you need any help with those?" Chandler ask.
"No, but why are you grinning at me?" Monica replied. Gosh she wish he could smile right.
"I'm going to help you besides what you say" Chandler told Monica as he pushes her to the side of the room facing the wall. He quickly tangles his fingers on the bags while Monica tries to push him out of the way. While this was happening Monica notices a figure from the corner of her eye dash out the room and into the apartment hallway.
"Who was she!" Monica snapped at Chandler.
"I don't know what you are even talking about."
How could he do this to me? Of all people I had ever trusted, that's it, that's the problem, I had become so wrapped up wanting someone special in my life I've fell into a trust for Chandler! Chandler of all people. Chandler who went after his own friend's girl. Of course he would end up cheating on me. What was I thinking. "What was I thinking!!!!" Monica yells out loud.
"Ummm Mon?"
Monica went rushing into the room and right when she walked in her eyes grew wide with light tears developing in them. A red shirt laid there. One that Rachael always wore. Her best friend and husband, doing this right under her nose.
Backstabbing Rachel
Monica came walking into her apartment carrying her bags of grocery. She hears a shout come from the bedroom. "Who's there!"
Monica replies back "Its just me, Monica, your wife, don't you remember?"
Chandler rushes out from the bedroom. "Oh you.."
He smirks at her. She glances at him while she sets down the groceries noticing something very strange about him. He just stands there, hands him pocket, cheesy grin on his face.
"Do you need any help with those?" Chandler ask.
"No, but why are you grinning at me?" Monica replied. Gosh she wish he could smile right.
"I'm going to help you besides what you say" Chandler told Monica as he pushes her to the side of the room facing the wall. He quickly tangles his fingers on the bags while Monica tries to push him out of the way. While this was happening Monica notices a figure from the corner of her eye dash out the room and into the apartment hallway.
"Who was she!" Monica snapped at Chandler.
"I don't know what you are even talking about."
How could he do this to me? Of all people I had ever trusted, that's it, that's the problem, I had become so wrapped up wanting someone special in my life I've fell into a trust for Chandler! Chandler of all people. Chandler who went after his own friend's girl. Of course he would end up cheating on me. What was I thinking. "What was I thinking!!!!" Monica yells out loud.
"Ummm Mon?"
Monica went rushing into the room and right when she walked in her eyes grew wide with light tears developing in them. A red shirt laid there. One that Rachael always wore. Her best friend and husband, doing this right under her nose.