Okay, here is the seventh part…

DISCLAMER: I DO NOT OWN THESE CHARACTERS. THEY BELONG TO NBC: CRANE, KAUFFMAN, AND BRIGHT. IM JUST USING THEM FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES AND SO YOU CANNOT SUE MEJ


BAD NEWS

Chandler couldn't believe it. That phone call was just bad news. This can't be happening. This isn't happening. Maybe he was wrong, Chandler thought. He quickly dialed the number and spoke to the other person. Chandler hung up when his message had been confirmed. It was true.


Scene: 2 weeks later


Central Perk- Everyone's there


Chandler, Monica, and Joey are on the couch in that order. Rachel is sitting on the arm of the chair, and Ross is in the chair. Phoebe is by the table.

"…So what am I going to do? This is like a life choice and if I choose the wrong decision, it could affect the rest of my life " Rachel asked.

"Oh my god Rachel, just wear the black shoes," Ross said smugly. Rachel threw her hands up and went to the counter. The others started laughing except for Chandler, who was staring off into space.

"Chandler, what's wrong?" Monica asked, touching his leg and causing Chandler to jump.

"N-Nothing w-wrong. Why-w-why would anything be wrong. I mean I'm cool. I'm breezy!"

"Are you sure your okay, man?" Ross asked, concerned.

"YES, for the love of god, leave me alone!" he snapped and exited. The others were confused by this irrational behavior. He had been acting like this for 2 weeks now, since they got back from the fair.

Monica couldn't get it. Something was bugging Chandler and she couldn't figure out what it was. She muttered some excuse and left.

"What the hell was that all about?" Joey asked. He and his friends were concerned, again. Just months ago, they had seen this exact behavior, except it was now Chandler who was acting strange.


Scene: Monica and Rachel's


Monica is the only one there, sitting on the couch, just thinking. She suddenly remembered what a certain gypsy had said about her future. That's crazy. Chandler and I? I mean nothing is going on with us. Maybe the gypsy was talking about Joey? Monica shuddered. She quickly dismissed the thoughts from her mind as she heard the door open.

Chandler had no idea what he would do. He walked aimlessly through Central Park, trying to come up with a reasonable explanation. He had an important thing to do, and had to make a decision in less than a week. What am I going to do? Just weeks ago, my life was going great. Well, maybe not great. I don't have a girlfriend and that thing with Monica sure kept me busy. Monica…He wanted to talk to her first about this before anyone else, knowing that she would now what to do. He quickly made his way to her apartment.

"Hey, Chandler, what's up?" Chandler didn't reply. He simply made his way to the couch and sat down next to her.

"Cat got your tongue?" she teased him.

"Monica, this is no time for you to make jokes," he said, a little irritated. She seemed taken aback.

"Chan, are you sure your okay?"

"YES, FOR THE LAST TIME I'M FINE!!! NOW COULD YOU STOP TALKING FOR JUST ONE MINUTE SO I CAN SPEAK???!!"

"Chandler, what the hell is going on? Just because you are in such a bad mood, no no, don't interrupt me, just because your in such a bad mood, doesn't mean, -

"But," Chandler interrupted.

"Damn it Chandler would you just let ME finish? Just because you're in such an awful mood doesn't mean you have to bring the rest of us down. Now will you just tell me what's going on? You've been acting weird ever since the fair. Did something happen at the fair?" she demanded.

"First of all," Chandler started, "Nothing happened at the fair, and second of all…." He seemed a loss for words. He got up and left, just like that.


Scene: Chandler and Joey's


Chandler angrily slammed the door and made his way to his room. That went well, he thought. I didn't even get a chance to talk. He quickly put on his pajamas, and crashed into his bed. He pulled out a sock that was by his bed and stared at it. Only Monica knew about the sock. It had sentimental value to him and maybe her. He couldn't believe that in less than a week… He shook his head and pulled the covers over him.

Monica quietly made her way to Chandler's room, trying another stab at him. When she peered into the room, the only thing she saw was a big lump covered with a blanket. She chuckled. He's like a little kid, hiding his troubles, keeping the bad things away from him. The blanket was like a shield. She glanced at him again and left.


Scene: The Next Day Central Perk


Monica sipped her coffee. She was feeling lonely. Rachel and Ross had each other, Phoebe and Joey were just there, but she missed Chandler. These days, he wouldn't even talk to her anymore. It's like he became distant or something.

"Hey," Chandler said softly, as he entered the coffeehouse. He sat down on the couch, next to Monica, awkwardly. "Hey," she replied. "Listen, I'm sorry I yelled and everything, it's just that I don't know."

"It's okay," Monica said, trying to make things right again with them. "No, it's not okay." He took a deep breath and went on. "It's just that I've been under a lot of stress lately-

"You know what, Chandler? That is NO excuse for you snapping at me and the others," Monica yelled. She didn't know why she was yelling or being mean to him, but something inside her snapped. "I've been under a lot of stress," she mimicked as she stood up. "You know what? Everyone is under a lot of stress lately. Talk to your friends. We'll help you. Please talk to us," she whispered desperately as she left the coffeehouse.

Chandler had enough. He had to tell them what was going on. He ran out of the coffeehouse, in search of Monica. This time, he was going to tell her before it was too late.

Monica angrily slammed the door to her and Rachel's apartment. The others looked up, wanting to know what was going on.

"Mon, what happened?" Rachel asked, as she went up to her. Before Monica could reply, someone else came in and slammed the door. Chandler.

"Jeez, what's going on with the door slamming?" Phoebe said. Chandler ignored her and went up to Monica.

"You know what Monica? You know what? DO YOU KNOW WHAT?" "No, I don't know what, WHAT?" Monica was frustrated. The reason she was so mad at him was because he wouldn't tell her. In the past, they would tell each other everything, more to each other than anyone else. She told him about the underwear on the pole, he told her about his third nipple, the sock, everything. They were best friends. He shouldn't keep a secret from her.

Chandler couldn't take it. He had to tell her. He took a deep breath and began…


THE END!

Okay, I know you probably hate me for stopping there, but I'll explain the whole deal with Chandler in the next one.

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