Chapter 4: After Being Left

Her eyes were numb yet she felt no pain. She was drowning yet she didn't try to save herself. She let it consume her as much as it wanted. She felt that she had no purpose in life, no meaning. It hurt her that her best friend left her.

He was her best friend before he was her fiancé. She loved him. loved. Deep down she still did but her hatred towards him is growing stronger and stronger by the second. She can feel her lugs filling with water as she continues drowning but she's not scared. The scary part is over. The scary part was the realization that hit her like a thousand bricks at once.

He left her.

He left her like she didn't mean anything to him.

He left her on their wedding day.

Rachel had been trying to wake Monica up from her nap for a few minutes. It seemed as if Monica was having a nightmare. She felt sorry for her friend. She hated every second of it. She adored what Monica and Chandler had. She was proud of the fact that Monica got what she dreamt of. She never expected in a billion ways that this would happen to her best friend.

"Mon… Honey please wake up you are having a nightmare"

Monica woke up from her slumber confused about her surroundings. For a second she didn't know who she was, where she was or how she got there and then a moment later everything came rushing back to her.

"Was I asleep for long?"

"A little bit. You managed to sleep for three hours but then you started kicking and yelling in your sleep so we had to wake you. Crazy nightmare huh?"

"Nightmare? Oh! Yeah. I don't want to talk about it"

Monica knew that she couldn't tell her friends that she had given up they didn't deserve that. He had left them too. There was no denying that. She couldn't be selfish not for that bastard anyway.

Monica got off the couch and headed to the bedroom. She felt blessed that even during this time all of her friends were there to support her through it. But she was done mourning. She was done. She didn't want to waste even a second more on that bastard.

Monica pulled out a pair or skin tight jeans and a nice pink little top to go with it. She matched her outfit with black gladiators. Monica needed to get her life back on track and today was the day that she was going do it. Monica emerged from her room and made her way to the bathroom.

All of her friends present in the apartment were a bit shocked to see her this... active but at least she was doing something other than crying all day.

A few minutes later Monica emerged from the bathroom with her hair and makeup done. Ready to head outside.

"Are we going outside Mon? Shopping?"

"No, I'm going back to work"

"What? Monica that's crazy you can't go back to work after…"

"After what? After being left at the alter? Here, watch me!"

"No Monica, you know that not what I meant! Are you sure you are ready"?

"I don't know Rachel. I just can't sit and cry all day anymore. I know it has been two days but I can't cry anymore for that idiot. If he doesn't want me, so be it. I can't wait my whole life for him to come back."

"Monica as long as you are sure, I'm with you but can I at least come to drop you?"

"Rach, you don't understand..."

"Mon please? I just want to make sure that you are okay"

"Hmm… Okay yeah. You can come to drop me and then you'll go back to your apartment and let me work in peace. Do we have a deal?"

Rachel thought hard, making sure that Monica wasn't tricking her into anything. Monica wanted to work. Get her mind of… stuff. Yes, this was probably best at the time. So Rachel agreed.

"Fine!"

Monica shook Rachel's hand and went to get her purse. Monica opened the drawer to fetch out her purse when she saw a candle.

Flashback

"I love you so much Chandler"

"Yeah? I love you more"

Chandler and I danced to 'The way you look tonight' it was our song. Our whole apartment was illuminated by a million candles. I lifted my head from Chandler's shoulder and stood on my tippy toes to kiss him. His hands went around my waist and pulled me up, while both of my hands got lost in the hair at the nape of his neck.

I saw such intensity in his eyes it was so strong that it pulled me towards him. His eyes told me that I was his, unconditionally. I never saw anything like that ever before.

We continued dancing for a while longer till the music gradually faded.

Chandler took my left hand in his hands.

"Do you like it?"

"Yes of course I do, I love it!"

Chandler gave me the most adorable smile and leaned down to kiss me.

"How long do you think that our friends would give us some privacy?"

"Honestly, I don't care. We have a lifetime together"

Before he could kiss me again I interrupted him.

"I'm really sorry about Richard, I shouldn't have-"

"Hey it's alright, it was my fault too"

"Yeah but Chandler I shouldn't have-"

"Monica, it's fine were engaged now, Richard can't break us apart"

"Yeah you're right"

Chandler kisses me again and I find myself getting lost in his kiss.

He wants me forever.

Monica's eyes tear up with that thought. Forever? Enough! No more Chandler! Monica grabs her purse and heads out of her room, when someone knocks on the door.

"This is NYPD, is this Ms. Monica Gellers house?"

Monica and Rachel both move towards the door to address the officer at their door step.

"Ma'am this is regarding Mr. Chandler Bing"

"You found him?"

"Um… Could you please specify your relationship with Mr. Bing?"

"Yes, I am Rachel Green, his friend and this is Monica Geller, his fiancé"

Rachel specified for the officers. She knew that Monica won't be able to call herself Chandler's fiancé and Rachel knew that they needed an immediate family relation for the officers to disclose some real information.

"Mr. Bing was in a car crash. We are sorry, he couldn't make it"

Monica felt the ground shaking before everything went black.