Luckily the next time I see Joey he doesn't mention the other night, the kiss, or anything related to it. I'm glad because what happened really, I'm not even sure. So, I just go on also pretending nothing has changed either, when actually my feelings have probably tripled in size since kissing Joey for real and having him leave a near permeant mark on my neck. A spot that will never rid of the sensations he evoked there.

It's not until I meet with my girlfriend again, do I realize how stupid I have been this whole time. It's Carrie again who of course points out my blind spots to me. We're talking and laughing when something makes me bring up the kiss with Joey. Her mouth nearly drops when I tell her.

"What? Why did you wait this long to tell me? I can't believe this, so what happened- details!"

"Okay calm down. Well, I mean, like I said, it didn't seem serious to begin with, but then actually… he-"

"He what?" Carrie presses urgently.

""Well, he sort of started…basically sucking on my neck. He told me it was something else he was good at it. I wasn't expecting it at all."

Carrie's eyes widen.

"So then what happened?"

"I stopped him."

"What, why would you- are you mad?" Carrie protested.

"Well, I had filming… I didn't want to get a… hickey," I speak just as shyly as I did when I said it to Joey. Carrie shakes her head at me.

"Seriously…seriously!"

"Carrie, come on. It was just a stupid…moment. It was probably all a game to him!" I try to reason.

"Rachel, can't you see anything! Joey didn't have to kiss you at all. He chose to and he chose to go further. Did you ever think, maybe he likes you. Maybe he did all that because he wanted something to happen. I have a lot of guy friends and they would never start a make out session with me if I… if I told them they were bad kissers, they would just be pissed at me. Rachel I think he was trying to start something with you and I'm sorry but you stopping him was probably your answer for him, like saying you don't him like that way."

I couldn't believe this, I bet Carrie was exactly right and now I've messed everything up! How could I have missed all the signs. I'm so mad at myself.

"Well, why…why would he do that! Can't he just tell me or ask me out for god sakes!" I shout.

"Men are stupid."

I hate it when Carrie is right, what am I going to now?

The next day, I go to see Joey. This whole situation has frustrated me to no end. See, I'm one of those people who hate those movies where the two characters madly in love are too foolish to let the other one know. They go through their lives missing out on true love. At the end of those movies everyone is so full of remorse and sorrow for them. Me, I'm outraged that they couldn't just say how they were feeling, face each other, just get together! I don't know if Joey is or ever will be my true love, or if that sort of thing even exists, but I know I'm not going through my entire life never finding out.

I walk up to his front door and bang on it until he swings it open.

"Joey, I need to talk to you this instant!" I storm past him. He shuts the door and approaches me slowly.

"Okay…"

"Look, I'm sick of this. I can't have this go on forever. I just need to…" I stop when I get a good look at him. He's a mess. His shirt is barely buttoned, properly at least, his hair is behind disheveled and his eyes look tired and frightened. The image scares me and catches me off guard. It's not the kind of look, like he just woke up, something is wrong.

"Joey…what's happening, you look…not right?"

He immediately looks down to the ground and he starts to shake his head.

"What is it, what's wrong?" I ask worriedly.

He looks back up at me, with a more damaged impression than before. I'm scared now, I've never seen him like this and my mind scrambles for some potential reasons.

"I just got a call…" he begins.

Only the worst enters my mind.

"It was uh, this girl I met a few weeks ago."

He stops, seeming like he's still trying to digest what has happened.

"Okay, what did she say?" I attempt to keep the conversation going.

"Well, see, we sort of… hooked up and now she says that…"

He still shaky and stops another moment to build up the strength to say it.

"She said, I'm going to be a father."

I saw it coming, but that's not to say I was expecting the shock that came with his words. It builds inside of my and mixes with the speechless state in which I'm trapped in. I stare at him, Joey, now one of my best friends, the guy I've been crushing on for the past year, the man I was about to reveal my deepest feelings to, the person who is going to have a child with another woman.

"Oh my god," I whisper.

"What am I going to do Rachel?"

The way his voice sounds right now could make me cry. I swear, he sounds so scared and lost. As stunned as I am at this whole situation, I'm a little surprised by his reaction. Sure, what man wouldn't be freaked out, but knowing what a huge heart Joey has, I can't believe he's not even a little happy; at least a pinch of confidence in himself at being a father.

"Well, I guess it depends what you want. I mean, I'm sure she gave you a choice of whether or not to be involved."

"Yeah, how'd you know?"

"That's usually how these things work," I say, solely falling back on movies and television as my support.

"I mean, I don't want to abandon a baby, but I don't know how to be a father!" He cracks and starts pacing around the room.

"Joey, what are you talking about?"

"Me, what do you mean, I've never done anything like this! I've never even had a dog!"

"Joey, come on everyone is worried about being a father, but you would be a great dad!"

"How could you know that?"

"Well, I don't know, but I believe it because you're so sweet, you're really caring Joey. Come on, you're a great guy and you always get along with the kids on the show."

"Yeah, well, being nice is not raising a child!"

"Joey, calm down! Look, I think you need to take some time and really think all this through. You're just a little hyped up by everything. No one expects something like this, you can't prepare for it. Just try to relax and clear your head."

Joey looks at me a finally takes a deep breath.

"You're right. Okay, thanks."

I stay with him for a while and we talk some things through. He's still pretty shaken up when I leave, but he promises to really think about it all. I guess I held myself together quite well while I was with him because as I'm walking down his drive way I feel myself slowly falling apart. When I get to the car, I'm sure I'm wreck. I can't fathom everything. My head hurts and I don't even remember driving home to be honest, but somehow I make it there. When I get there, I walk straight to my bed and lay there for hours.

You going to find out who the mother is soon, so stay tuned! =)