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What Love Can Do
Chapter 3.
Soon, Monica had opened the door up and rushed outside to see what she'd hit. She ran around the car and froze when she saw that it was her own brother.
"Oh my God!" she said, leaning down on him, "He has a pulse. He has a pulse!"
She looked up, panic shooting through her body, "Does somebody have a cell phone?" she screamed, "Call an ambulance!"
Rachel slowly felt her legs move out of the car, and to the street. She didn't want to see it. She knew it would be horrible. She didn't want to see her fiancé lying lifeless on the street. But no matter how many times she told her legs to stop, she was soon outside. She just stood there, looking at him.
He was lying on his back. His head was in a weird position, and blood was streaming out of him.
Rachel just stood there looking at him, shocked, while Monica screamed for a cell phone.
She heard movement and looked up to find little Erica looking at Ross too. Her hand was holding the door of the car, so hard that her knuckles were turning white.
Rachel looked down again, and Monica at some point, found her way into the preschool to use their phone.
Rachel bend down and lay her head at his chest. She sobbed. He couldn't be dead.
Erica just stood there, silent tears running down her cheeks.
Suddenly Monica came rushing out of the house with a cell phone in her hand. She was directing the person she was talking to, to where they were. Rachel didn't hear much, but one thing she heard, and that was; It's my brother.
Yeah, so.
It was Monica's brother, but it was her fiancé. And he had two kids who would lose their dad if he died.
He couldn't die.
Suddenly Rachel looked up, in one big blur, she gazed at Monica with eyes that could kill.
Monica caught them, and Rachel just kept looking at her, until she broke it.
You wouldn't believe that these two women had been best friends once. A time not so long ago.
Rachel looked down again.
Suddenly realizing how much she actually needed that man. How much she wanted to have all those things she'd been planning with him since their engagement.
He had to survive.
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Chandler rushed into the hospital to find Monica sitting right inside.
"Monica, are you okay?" he asked.
"Yeah, nothing happened" Monica said, "To me that is"
"But what happened?"
"I hit him with the car" Monica whispered, "I didn't see him coming. Suddenly he just came. But…" she leaned closer to him, "But I didn't tell the police this, but… We were driving a little too fast, 'cause we were arguing, and Erica hit her head"
"It was not your fault, Monica" Chandler said, stroking her arms.
"But… It was Ross!" Monica said.
"What?" Chandler froze, "It was Ross?"
Monica looked at him, "I thought you knew that" she said.
"No" Chandler said, "Wha- Where's Rachel?"
"I don't know" Monica shivered, "Will you please go out and find her?"
"Why don't you do it yourself?"
"I can't face her right now" Monica said, swallowing and big lump, "I just hit her boyfriend with my car and we're already not on good terms. I can't talk to her"
"Okay, I'll do it" Chandler said, "But we'll still do that birthday party tonight, okay? We can't disappoint Jack and Erica and my dad flew in from Vegas"
"Yeah, okay. But Ross, Rachel and Emma will not be coming then"
"No, probably not" Chandler sarcastically shot back.
He turned around and left to find Rachel. He couldn't imagine how he was gonna face her. She was probably a mess right now. He knew he would have been so himself, if it was Monica.
He found her in the waiting room.
"Hi" he whispered.
"Oh, hi" she rearranged herself in her chair to a better position, "What are you doing here?"
"The doctors called me about Monica? She was in shock"
"Yeah, I bet" Rachel said, "It must be pretty hard on her, everything. Is she okay? Is Erica?"
"Yeah, I think so" Chandler said.
"Why didn't she come?" Rachel asked, looking down the hall, to see if maybe she was on her way.
"She couldn't face you" Chandler honestly said, "But how are you doing? Heard anything about Ross?"
"I've heard nothing, except that his in surgery right now"
"Oh" Chandler paused, "Are you staying here?"
"Yes" Rachel said, "I called my sister and she'll take Emma with her when she's picking up her son in preschool"
"So you're not coming tonight?"
"No" Rachel shook her head, studying her hands, "I know I'll disappoint Erica a lot, 'cause I promised her, but I have to stay here and figure out what's happening"
"That's okay, Rach" Chandler said. He leaned in and hugged her, "I'll call you later when our dinner is done. Then I want to know everything, okay?"
"Okay" Rachel said. The tears she'd had in her eyes since he came, finally fell, "I'm sorry" she whispered.
"It's okay" Chandler said, still embracing her with all this might, "He's gonna get through this, Rach. Don't worry"
She pulled back and looked him in the eyes, "We were gonna get married"
"Married?" Chandler exclaimed, "Ross finally proposed?"
"Yeah" Rachel sobbed, "Do you think we'll still get married?"
"Of course" Chandler assured her, "You guys will still get married"
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"Hey son!" Charles Bing greeted when his only child opened the door, "Congratulations with your kids…"
"Thanks… dad" Chandler said.
They hugged and went into the living room.
"Hey, Mr. Bing" Monica smiled.
Later, when they all sat down to eat dinner, Erica was awfully quiet.
"Are you okay?" Chandler asked, looking directly into her eyes.
"It's just weird, how much blood there was inside him" Erica said.
"Who?" Nora Bing asked.
"Monica hit Ross with her car today" Chandler said, looking at her.
Mr. and Mrs. Geller were there too, but they almost didn't eat. They'd only come because Rachel said she could manage on her own, and because she insisted it shouldn't ruin Jack and Erica's birthday.
"Your own brother?" Charles exclaimed, "Is he okay?"
"He had surgery after the accident, but I don't think he's woken up yet" Monica said.
"Well you couldn't do anything, Mon" Chandler said, "As much as I hate to say this, but Ross walked right out in front of you. It was his own fault"
"Yeah, but it's my brother" Monica said, "And urgh, Rachel… I can't believe it…"
"What?" Judy asked.
"The look she gave me when she came out of the car and saw him there… I'll never forget it" Monica whispered.
"Don't worry Mon" Chandler said, "You'll make up"
"I don't think we will" Monica said, "We were already not on good terms, and then I go hit her boyfriend with my car!"
"Fiancé" Chandler corrected her, without even thinking.
"Fiancé?" Monica exclaimed, "Are they engaged?"
"Uhm… yeah" Chandler said, "She told me today at the hospital. She was so sad. She was sure that there would be no wedding now. But she insisted on being there"
"Well, her parents are there, aren't they?" the old Jack asked.
"No" Chandler answered, "This is probably a surprise for you, but Rachel's dad doesn't like Ross. He is probably thrilled with him almost getting killed"
"He doesn't?" Judy exclaimed, "What's there not to like?"
"I don't know" Monica said.
At silence came up and Chandler found his daughter once again, picking in her food.
"Erica, are you okay?"
"No" Erica said, tears in her eyes, "I feel so bad for them. Them both"
"Is she alone at the hospital?" Monica asked.
"Yeah, I told you" Chandler answered. He wasn't used to being the one with all the answers, but he was the only one who had talked to Rachel since the accident. You know, talked to her, for real.
"Maybe we should call her?"
"Yeah, you do that" Chandler said.
"No, not me!" Monica shrieked, "We are not speaking to each other; you have to do it!"
"Now?" Chandler sighed.
"Yes!"
"Okay then"
He stood up and went into the kitchen. He took his cell phone and dialled Rachel's number with a deep sigh.
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Rachel looked out the window, with a stern look in her eyes.
The trees were loosing their leaves. It was autumn in New York.
She quickly brushed a slow tear off her cheek, not wanting to cry. She shouldn't cry; she was not a baby.
Emma was aloud to cry. She was only 5.
She watched as a car gently pulled up to the pavement, each time hoping it was him, coming to give her comfort.
But every time, she was wrong.
It was a long drive from Westchester, and though he said he would leave right away, Monica was probably ordering him to do things first.
She just whished he was there soon.
She really needed him.
Suddenly someone touched her shoulder, and she turned around to find him smiling at her. The first thing he did, was pull her into a hug.
And they had no idea, how much they would mess with their own lives, in the next few months. They had no idea, that they were about to screw up so bad.
They had no idea.
Really, they hadn't, because maybe, maybe if they'd known, they would had thought it through a lot longer.
Or maybe they wouldn't.
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