Chapter 2: The Light
Disclaimer: I don't own Friends!
A/N: Thanks for all the reviews! Here is the next chapter for you guys.
Chandler screamed at the top of his lungs. The car had just crashed or had been hit, he didn't know. All he knew was that he had a strong headache and the lights in the limo went off so he couldn't see a thing.
His heart rate started to speed up. Who was dead and who was alive? He couldn't find the strength to move or talk to found out. It was like he was paralysed with fear.
Monica, he thought.
Joey & Chandler's Hotel Room, London, 1999
"So uh, you're not still upset about what that guy told ya are ya?" Chandler asked, referring to earlier when a drunken man mistook Monica for her mother, Judy.
Monica frowned and looked up at her friend. "Wouldn't you be?"
Chandler shrugged. "Well, look it's been a really emotional time y'know, and you've had a lot to drink. And you've just got to let that go okay? I mean you were the most beautiful woman in the room tonight!"
"Really?" She asked, her face slightly lighting up.
Chandler laughed. How could Monica not see what he saw? "You kidding? You're the most beautiful woman in most rooms-"
Monica wrapped her arms around his neck while pressing her lips against Chandler's, who placed his hands on her back. She thrust her tongue in between his lips and with her tongue she found Chandler's.
He pulled away. "Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! What's going on? You and I just made out! You and I are making out?"
"Well, not anymore." Monica replied disappointedly.
"But we don't do that." Chandler clarified, running a hand through her hair.
She shrugged and bit her lip. "I know, I just thought it would be fun."
"How drunk are you?" Chandler asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Drunk enough to know that I want to do this. Not so drunk that you should feel guilty about taking advantage."
Chandler took a moment to think before smiling. "That's the perfect amount!"
"Okay!" Monica said happily and they ran to the bed.
They sat down and started making out. It felt right and natural and not wrong or weird like they always thought it would be.
Monica broke the kiss. "Y'know what's weird?"
"What?" He asked.
"This doesn't feel weird!" Monica admitted.
Chandler smiled and nodded his head. "I know."
Joey, Chandler thought.
Chandler's & Joey's apartment, 1993
Chandler came out of his room and saw his new roommate, Joey watching TV. "So ah, whatcha watching?"
"Baywatch." Joey replied, not taking his eyes of the TV.
Chandler put his hands in his pockets. "What's it about?"
"Lifeguards." He replied.
"Well, it sounds kinda stupid..." Chandler admitted and he looked at the TV. His jaw dropped when he saw a very beautiful lifeguard. "Who's she?"
"Nicole Eggert. You'll like her." Joey told him.
One of the running scenes started playing on the TV making Chandler's eyes grew wide and he sat down. "Wow! Look at them run."
"They do that a lot." Joey replied and he looked at Chandler. "Hey, you want a beer?"
"Yeah, I'll go get one."
"No, no, no, don't get up, I got a cooler right here." Joey said, picking up the cooler that he had beside him making Chandler smile happily.
Rachel, Chandler thought.
The Hallway, 1996
Chandler ran out of his apartment chasing a girl. "Ok, ok, you can be shirts and I'll be skins. I'll be skins." He yelled at her but she just continued running away. Chandler looked down at Rachel and sat down on the step beside her. "Hey, how you holdin' up there, tiger?" He asked making her look at him funny. "Oh, sorry, when my parents were getting divorced I got a lot of tigers. Got a lot of champs, chiefs, sports, I even got a governor."
"This is it, isn't it?" Rachel asked, holding out her hands. "I mean, this is what my life is gonna be like. My mom there, my dad there. Thanksgiving, Christmas. She gets the house, he's in some condo my sister's gonna decorate with wicker. Oh, Chandler how did you get through this?"
"Well, I relied on a carefully regimented program of denial and, and wetting the bed." Chandler admitted.
"Ya know, I just, so weird. I mean I was in there just listening to them bitch about each other and all I kept thinking about was the Fourth of July." Rachel told him.
Chandler raised an eyebrow and looked at his friend. "Because it reminded you of the way our forefathers used to bitch at each other?"
"It's just this thing. Every year we would go out on my dad's boat and watch the fireworks. Mom always hated it because the ocean air made her hair all big. My sister Jill would be throwing up over the side and my dad would be upset because nobody was helping and then when we did help he would scream at us for doing it wrong. But then when the fireworks started, everybody just shut up, you know, and it'd get really cold, and we would all just sort of smush under this one blanket. It never occurred to anybody to bring another one. And now it's just..."
"I, I know." He replied, pulling her into a hug.
Phoebe, Chandler thought.
Central Perk, 1994
Chandler ran over to Phoebe, who was drinking coffee over at the bar. "I hit her in the eye! I hit her in the eye! This is the worst break-up in the history of the world."
"Oh my god." Phoebe said and watched her friend chug down another espresso. "How many of those have you had?"
He shrugged. "Oh, I don't know, a million?"
"Chandler, easy, easy." The blonde told him, taking the espresso he was currently holding off him. "Go to your happy place. La la la la la la la."
Chandler frowned. "I'm fine."
"All right." Phoebe replied, sounding a little hurt.
Janice returned from the bathroom and sat down on the couch, waiting for Chandler. His nerves started kicking up again and he knew this was going to end badly.
"I'm not fine. Here she comes." Chandler told Phoebe.
"Wait here. Breathe." The blonde instructed before going over to Janice.
Chandler watched Phoebe talk to Janice for a few seconds. Janice immediately smiled and hugged her before she waved to Chandler and left. He looked at Phoebe amazed.
"How do you do that?" Chandler asked, his blue eyes glimmering with amazement.
"It's like a…gift." Phoebe admitted happily.
Chandler took hold of her hands. "We should always always break up together."
"Oh, I'd like that." Phoebe replied smiling.
Ross, Chandler thought.
College, 1987
Chandler walked into the collage corridor sporting his Flock of Seagulls hairstyle along with his 'cool' clothes. Ross was hanging posters up on the walls and he was sporting his Afro and upper lip hair.
"Hey." Ross said and waved Chandler over to him. "Hey, check out the flyers for the band. I made 'em on a Macintosh in the computer room!"
Chandler looked at it and smiled. "Awesome, the name really stands out."
"Thanks to a little something called "Helvetica Bold 24 point"!" He replied happily.
"Man, we're gonna rock that Asian student union!" Chandler said excitedly.
A pretty girl named Missy walked over to them. "Hey guys!"
"Hey!" Chandler said in the coolest voice he could muster.
"Hey, Missy..." Ross said shyly.
"You know our band is playing on Friday." Chandler announced.
"Yeah, yeah. You should come check us out." Ross told the pretty girl. "We're called "Way! No Way!"."
"No way!"
Chandler and Ross look at each other and smiled. "Way!"
"Right. I'll be there." She replied before leaving.
"Fresh!" Chandler said.
"Boss!" Ross said.
"Mint!"
"She's gone."
"I know it. You know, I'm totally gonna ask her out." Chandler told his best friend happily. He really did think he had a good chance with Missy.
"Dude, I was gonna ask her out." Ross complained.
Chandler shook his head. "I said it first, bro."
"Well, I thought it first, Holmes." Ross told him, poking his friend.
The funny guy looked at him angrily. "Look, if you did-"
"Woah! Wait...What are we doing?" Ross asked, raising an eyebrow. "What we have is too important to mess it up over some girl. I mean, we can get laid anytime we want."
"Totally." Chandler agreed, nodding his head along. "I had sex in High school..."
"Me too." Ross said. "I'm good at it."
"All right, I'd say we make a pact. Neither of us will go out with Missy Goldberg."
"You got it."
Chandler blinked when he heard his friends screaming too. He wasn't sure if he they were screaming all along and he hadn't noticed because he was a bit shell-shocked or if they only started screaming now. But Chandler couldn't tell the difference between each scream.
He heard voices and shuffling from outside the car making him start screaming too for help. Before he knew some started sawing into the car and a little crack was made making a little bit of light shine through. The hole in the roof got bigger and more light got through causing him to turn his head so he could look straight in front of him.
He gasped in horror. That sight will haunt him for the rest of his life.
A/N: So it wasn't an eventful chapter but I hope you liked it. Next chapter will be more interesting and explain why there was a hole in the roof. Please review, they really motivate me to update. Also, Happy Easter! :D
Peace out ✌~ Mystery Girl 911
