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Sweet Tears Of The Clouds
This as you can see takes place when Ross and Rachel broke up. You know that episode, TOW The Morning After, made me cry! Any way I know this story is short. No one gets together. This is just a stay home sick project. I need feedback. (Sorry about my last fic, those of you didn't like it.)
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. Bright, Kauffman, and Crane do.
Rachel lay on the couch in shock after Ross, the love of her life, slept with another woman. She hated him now. It was as if he hated her back and decided to get back at her. She could feel him inside of her kicking inside her heart. She thought to herself once and a while about her and Ross and when they were "together" if you know what I mean, but just to keep her busy. She was on and off with new boyfriends, but none she ever liked as much as she loved Ross. He was her heart, body and soul. Without him near her at all times she had no reason to live. But that bitch Chloe. How could he at all face him again? Him with her? Just the thought of Ross with another woman made her whole body freeze with jealousy. She had to go to Pallo now. That's whom Ross hated. She would have sex with Pallo and make Ross jealous. No! She can't do that to Phoebe again. What can she do to Ross?
How can she even be thinking in hurting Ross? Why did she have to say they were on a break? Why couldn't she have just broke up with him?! That way it wouldn't be considered cheating. But after the worst gut aches because of the heart break she had just gone through. Wow. What a day. How long are this hurt and depression gonna last? Rachel got out off of her couch and got up to take a walk in the rain. When she got outside, she went to Central Park.(Park)
She looked up to taste the sweet tears of the clouds. She thought to herself "Every thing is going to be alright.(1) She listened to the sound of the street, and the smelled the smell of the wet blacktop. She loved that smell. She and Ross once walked in the park like this. But it was sunny out. It was as if the clouds felt her pain. Rachel loved the clouds. They were beautiful and she felt as if they understood her and all of her problems. Whenever she had free time, she would come here and lay on the grass and dream. Not sleeping fantasize, but she just so happen to dream in the clouds. She still stands in Central Park remembering all of the times she's done that. She got up and she walked for hours in the rain thinking of what tomorrow will be like with her friends and her ex-boyfriend, Ross.
The End. I know it was really short. But for a really short story, what did you think? If you thought it really sucked, tell me so I can write better.
