*Sorry it's kinda short... next will be longer but I have been ill today... And it sucks because getting sick is for weaklings, it's for pansies!*
"Chandler, let me explain!" Monica yelled, finally catching up to me and grabbing my shoulder. I turned around and faced her.
"What are you gonna say? He meant nothing? It was a one time thing?" Monica sighed.
"I didn't sleep with him. He jumped in on purpose, to make it look like we had slept together."
"Yeah, because that sounds true." I scoffed. "Then explain something to me Monica. Why was he in your room?" Monica paused. She thought he would never believe that he was just there when she woke up.
"I thought so." I told her, and went to slam in to my room. She caught me by the shoulder again.
"Chandler wait. When are you coming back?" Monica asked me.
"Monica, you have a crazy life. I had a peaceful life, great house, loving wife, then she 'died' and I come in to your life. All of a sudden I have two kids, three actually. Then, my 'dead' ex wife kisses me, I pull away, you got angry, we made up, then BOOM, your in bed with your ex husband." Monica opened her mouth to speak but I beat her. "We're over Monica." Monica blinked. "For good," I said, closing the door in her face.
My new apartment was... an apartment. Nothing exiting, 2 bedrooms, 1 bathroom, kitchen, livingroom. It was my birthday today, I had had two cards so far, one off my dad, and one off my mom. I turned on the TV and flicked through the channels, not really paying attention to the people talking. The door went and I answered it. Kianna stood there with a wrapped parcel and a card. I bent down and she wrapped her arms around me.
"I miss you," She whispered. She nuzzled into my neck. I straightened up, holding her on my hip. I was met by Monica, holding baby Lydia. I smiled at the baby. Her hair had grown, I was sure of it. Monica handed me the baby and so I put Kia down so I could give Lydia a cuddle. She snuggled into me and I rocked her. I gave her back to Monica as Kia handed me a card, signed by the two kids. I unwrapped a present which was a photo frame of Kia and Lydia sitting in the livingroom smiling. I put it on my coffee table, smiling too. I told Kia to take Lydia to see rest of the house. Kia took the 1 year olds hand and walked her to my bedroom. I smiled at the fact that Lydia was walking properly now. Monica sat next to me, handing me a card. I opened it and thanked her. We sat in silence until Monica asked a question which made the hair on the back of my neck stand up.
"Is there a one in a million chance of us getting back together?" She whispered.