Time jump: at the park
Sitting on a random bench in the park, Chandler stared at his watch anxiously. Why the hell wasn't she here yet? They'd agreed on 2 PM and it was already quarter past now. Hadn't he told her to come in time? It just showed once again how much she cared.
" Chandler, you're here!" Came a sudden happy exclamation from behind him.
" Yeah well, unlike some people, I do actually have the ability to show up in time," he bit back, purposely keeping his gaze fixed on his wrist.
" Oh, please Chandler, don't be like this… I… I lost track of time okay. You'd un…"
" Yeah whatever, well I told you to get her in time and you can't even do that. As the seconds pass by, I feel less and less capable of sitting here and listening to you. Maybe Phoebe was right, maybe this is the stupidest idea ever. You know what, it is: I'm just gonna go," Chandler rambled, as he got up from the bench and started walking.
Monica wouldn't let it slide that easily however and she quickly placed a hand on his wrist to stop him." No, Chandler, wait!"
In response, Chandler only flinched, then placed two fingers over his now aching wrist.
" Nice going, Mon. Now it's hurting me again. It stopped bothering me a day ago, but now thanks to you, I'm feeling the pain all over again," he brought out, meaning the concept of pain, both literally and figuratively.
" Oh god, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," his ex-girlfriend retorted apologetically, as she attempted to see just what he'd done to himself over her.
" So, are you going to talk, or what?! I didn't freaking come here to watch the ducks swim around in the pond, you know!" Chandler yelled impatiently.
" Yeah, of course, sure… here it goes. Look, I know that what I've done was very low and that I'll probably never be able to properly make it up to you," she began.
Her ex-boyfriend let out a dry, humorless chuckle, then said: " Oh really? You don't say."
" Chandler, please look at me. Why can't you look at me?"
" Why can't I look at you? Why can't I look at YOU? Really, you still need to ask that question?! I can't look at you, because it pains my heart when I do! It pains my heart to have to look at your face and then remember that you're not mine to have anymore! That's why I can't fucking look at you!" Chandler shouted at the top of his lungs, as he turned to face her.
" God, Chandler, I never meant to do this to you, sweetie. I still love you. You've got to believe me when I say that. I never in a million years could have predicted Richard would suddenly come back, to tell me he changed his mind about wanting a child. If I could go back in time, I…" Monica began, while placing a gentle hand on Chandler's shoulder.
" You CAN'T go back in time and don't you dare give me that I love you-crap! You've never loved me! All this time, while we we're going out, I was just a sloppy, second-hand replacement for your true love: Dr. Mustache man! Our whole so-called relationship, was a fucking lie!" her ex- boyfriend hollered, right before practically throwing her hand off of his body, nearly sending Monica flying in the process.
" Hey, that is not true, okay! I never ever lied to you, when I said I truly loved you. I just… I… some part of me always kept on loving Richard, I guess."
" Ooh, well that's nice to hear. You always kept on loving Richard. You probably fucking imagined it to be him, while I made love to you! You probably constantly compared me to him in your head until finally, you just randomly thought: hey, Richie wants a kid, let's just dump Chandler's ass and say no more about it!"
" Hey, that's not how it went at all! That was a damn hard decision for me to make, Chandler and you know it!" Monica defended herself.
" Oh, really? Then why didn't you tell me we were having problems before, huh? Cause I sure as hell didn't know anything was wrong, up until about three days ago. Heck, I was so blissfully unaware that I'd planned on proposing!"
" Because Richard didn't come up to me, before that day, Chandler! I didn't know about his feelings, up until then. But then when he told me, our connection just kind of came back and I realized just how much I still loved him. And in my defense, I didn't know you were going to propose! You were acting distant all the goddamned time and you even told me you'd never want to get married, while you knew that had been my biggest wish, ever since we moved in together!"
" Well, for your information: I was behaving like that, In order to really surprise you. I didn't want to be all predictable again, I wanted to bedazzle and amaze you. I wanted to make you so damn happy Monica," Chandler retorted, now on a much softer tone.
" I just wanted to make you so fucking happy and what did you do in return? You trampled on my heart!"
" You trampled on my heart, like I never even meant anything to you," he repeated quietly, before breaking down into tears.
" Chandler, sweetie please don't cry. You do mean a lot to me, please believe that," Monica cooed, as she enveloped him into her arms.
" Then why did you do this to me? Why?" her ex-boyfriend muttered into the crook of her neck.
Just then, there was the sound of a horn being honked.
" I uh… I gotta go, that's Rich… uhm… that's my ride," she announced, as she slowly let go of Chandler.
At that, Chandler suddenly looked up at her with a weird look in his eyes and asked: " Where is he parked?"
" Why… why do you want to know that?"
" Doesn't matter, Monica, now can you just tell me where he's parked?" he asked, in a calm tone that didn't in any way match the almost predatory glint in his eyes.
" Chandler, I…, I… don't know if that's such a good ide…"
Monica never got the chance to finish that phrase, as all of a sudden, Chandler caught sight of the man who had ruined his life for all eternity.
" Hey, Monica, please hurry up, honey! I've gotta get to work soon!" he yelled, not even seeming to take any notice of his fiancée's ex.
It was the term of endearment that finally did it for said man, as he stormed toward Richard and hit him right in the face with surprising force, sending the optometrist flying in the process.
" Don't you call her honey, don't you even dare call her that! You stole her away from me, you fucking asshole! You stole her, you stole her!" Chandler went on in a wild frenzy, as he pounced on his rival and repeatedly started bashing him in the face.
Meanwhile, Monica was panicking like crazy. She knew she couldn't possibly get Chandler to stop on her own, well not when he was in this state anyway.
Just then, she saw Ross emerging from the coffee house.
" Ross, Ross, I need some help here!" she yelled as loud as she could, while anxiously waving her arms about.
Seeing the state his sister was in, Ross immediately rushed over to her side, still carrying a mug of hot coffee.
" What is it? What's wrong now?" he asked in a little bit of an irritated tone.
" What's wrong?! What's wrong?! That's what's wrong!" she replied, gesturing to the scene behind them.
" Oh god, Chandler, Chandler stop it!" Ross tried, as he approached the two fighting men.
Then, upon seeing his request going unanswered, he dropped the mug and went to pull a furious Chandler off of his victim.
" Goddamn it, man! He's unconscious! What did you do?!" the paleontologist asked in sheer shock, when he'd finally gotten a proper look at Richard.
" He fucking deserves to be unconscious, he deserves that and more, for making her walk out on me!" an almost rabid Chandler yelled, still attempting to struggle free from his friend's iron grip.
Just then, he got a look at Monica's face. She only shook her head in disappointment, then announced: " That was low, Chandler, I don't think I'm ever going to want to see you again."
" That's fine with me, I don't ever want to see you again either! Come on, Ross, we're getting the hell out of here," Chandler retorted, right before spitting on the ground and turning to leave.
" Come on, Ross, are you with me or against me?" he inquired, when his friend took just a little too much time to follow behind him.
Ross said nothing, only looked at his sister, with a look of sheer compassion in his eyes. She was crying now and it always broke Ross's heart a little when he saw Monica cry. As her big brother he felt it his duty to always protect her.
" I'm… I'm going to stay here with Mon, I'm sorry man, but she needs me more than you right now."
" Fine!" Chandler yelled, then slowly walked away, back to his empty apartment.