After I left the message, I waited for her to come home, so I knew that she would be the one to hear the message, and not Rachel. Fifteen minutes turned into a half hour, a half hour turned into an hour, an hour became two. Just when I was really starting to worry, I heard the soft patter of her shoes as she walked up the stairs, and then into her apartment. As soon as I heard the click, I burst out and quickly plastered my ear to her door, making sure I would hear the message, making sure it sounded okay, and not too pushy.
"You have two new messages," The machine spoke in a robotic voice.
First came my message, "Mon, it's Chandler. This decision is yours, but I really want you to come over tonight, I really think we need to talk things over, and figure out our situation. I hope to see you." As soon as it finished, I let out a sigh of relief. It sounded really good, not too pushy, but inviting enough that I was sure it would persuade her to come.
I started to walk away from the door when I heard a voice that made my stomach turn inside out, Richard.
"Monica! It's Richard; I just wanted to tell you that it was really great catching up with you today, what a coincidence that I would see you just walking down the street! Anyway, I would love it if I could see you again sometime. Give me a call,"
"No, no, no, no. That bastard." I muttered to myself. "How can this be happening? Why does he always ruin everything?" Just then, I saw Joey walking down the hall. I pulled him into our apartment quickly.
"Joe, you gotta go over to Mon's and talk to her, I just heard a message on her machine from Richard,"
"But that's not my business, why would I know that there was a message from Richard?"
"I don't know, say you were over there to get something to eat, and the phone rang. Something, anything. Just find out if she's planning to see him again, because if she is, I gotta act quickly on my plan. I can't lose her to that tree…"
"I don't know, man…"
"Please, please?"
"Okay,"
"Thanks so much!" And then he went across the hall. "Hopefully he'll bring back good news," I thought to myself.
I paced around the apartment for what seemed like hours before Joey came back.
As soon as I could see his face, I asked, "So? What'd she say? Is she gonna see him again?"