TOW they Meet Again. P.2
My inspiration for this piece of writing comes from my David Schwimmer autograph, which is on my desk framed, right beside the computer screen that I'm writing this on. Sorry if it's taking me long, I'm really busy with finals, and work. Here's the next part.
I mean no infringement on property, and I don't own any of these characters although I wish I did. Please review when you're done!
Ross exhaled sharply, and felt his head blank out, as he stared at Rachel. Rachel, the girl who had ruined his life so many years ago. Maybe not ruined, but changed.
Rachel stared at Monica, confused. She couldn't believe that this was happening. Her old best friend, was standing right in front of her, now smiling. They both started screaming as they hugged, and cried, while Ross looked on awkwardly.
They both dried their faces with tissues, and Rachel looked up at Ross. Ross looked back down at her, disappointedly. She was someone totally different then who he had thought she would be. Ross turned abruptly, slamming the door behind him. Monica nodded to Rachel, as if telling her to go after him. Rachel took the hint and dashed out the door, searching for Ross.
She turned down the hallway, and saw him staring out the front window in the lobby, watching the rain come pouring down. She didn't think that he knew she was there, but when he started speaking to her, she felt terrible.
"I can't believe this." Ross whispered, the tears stinging in his eyes, wanting to be let loose.
"I'm so, so sorry. It was high school! I was a bitch, and I know it. That's not who I am Ross. You met me a few days ago, and you didn't know who I was. You obviously liked who I am, or you wouldn't have called me and asked to move in with me." Rachel said.
"You changed my life." Ross said louder now. "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been beat up in college multiple times for being with a guy." Ross lifted up his shirt, and showed her a long scar along his abdomen. "I wouldn't have been stabbed, I wouldn't have been abused, or called names. It scarred my life."
Rachel started crying. "Are you saying that you turned gay because of me?"
"Yes."
"Nobody can do that." Rachel said quietly.
"After you told me that I was a loser, and would never go out with me, I became an antisocial. I hated women. After a year and no friends, no girlfriends, I turned to guys." Ross said.
Rachel burrowed her heads in her hands, and turned away from him. "I'm sorry." She whispered silently.
Ross felt bad, and went to comfort her. He put his arm around her, and decided that he was way out of line.
"You didn't change me. I changed myself."
Rachel looked up at him, hopeful that he wouldn't hate her again. When he smiled, she knew he didn't.
"You're right. You are a different person." Ross said hugging her. "I like you for who you are now, I'm willing to forget the past."
Rachel beamed up at him, and felt the tears sting her eyes.
"You want to go home? Get settled?" Rachel asked
"Sure, just let me grab my bags. They're still at Monica's." Ross saw the look in her eyes when he mentioned Monica. "We can come back another time and see them."
Ross reappeared a minute later with his bags. Rachel had already gotten a cab, and they ran through the rain, got in, and drove towards Rachel's apartment.
Once they got to her apartment, it had stopped raining, and they were both in better moods.
"Here we are!" She said cheerfully, stepping out of the cab into a huge puddle. "Shit! My shoes!"
Ross laughed, and watched as she jumped out of the puddle, and hopped around others singing.
"It's raining men. Hallelujah." She sang loudly. Ross noticed that she had a great voice and joined in.
"It's raining men. Amen." They both sang, and laughed as they stepped into her dry building.
Ross recognized the area, as where Phoebe lived. In fact, he noticed that he could see Phoebe's building from right outside her apartment. Rachel opened the front door, and they walked up to the third story, where Rachel opened up room 303.
"Here it is!" Rachel said proudly, as she showed off her apartment.
"It's great! Lots of light." Ross said referring to the big window right next to the kitchen table.
"Well, let me show you around! This is my room," She said pointing to a big, but neat room, "this is the kitchen and living room." She said pointing to the main room, which was huge. One half of it was the kitchen, while the other half was the living room, with a sofa, and two sitting chairs, a large TV, and more.
"Wow." Ross exclaimed. "You must be pretty well off!"
"Actually, my daddy pays for most of it." She said embarrassed. "There is no way I could afford this place without his help."
"Don't be embarrassed." Ross said.
"Okay. This is your room!" Rachel said, showing him a room slightly smaller then hers. It was already furnished with a bed, a dresser, and curtains, and it just needed some paint and character. "You can paint it any color you like." She said generously. "I'm sorry that the rest of the apartment is purple, but I never expected a guy to move in here."
"That's okay. I love it." He smiled warmly at her, as he dropped his bags off in his new room. "I think I'll paint it blue."
"Good choice." She said, "That's my favorite color. I just painted it purple so that it would be girly."
Ross laughed
"Okay, so I'll leave you to unpack. I'm going to go make some dinner. Come out when you're ready."
She closed the door after herself, and left Ross alone.
Ross came out of his bedroom hours later, and asked Rachel to come see what he had done with his room. It looked almost the same, except he had a bunch of dinosaurs, and dinosaur accessories around his room.
"Kind of childish, don't you think?" Rachel teased.
"Nah. I like it."
"Okay. Do you want some dinner? It's ready." Rachel asked.
"I would love some. I'm famished."
Throughout dinner, they talked about everything. They were really bonding, and Rachel felt herself falling for him. "He's gay." She had to keep telling herself. "He's gay, he's gay, he's gay!"
After dinner, they lay down on the couch and watched a movie on TV.
Rachel stretched out on the couch, and put her head on Ross's chest, and her feet on the other side of the couch. Ross put his arm around her, and soon they were both asleep.
When Rachel woke up in the morning, she smiled to herself, and got up to get ready for work.
"Ross!" Rachel said shaking him.
Ross woke up and smiled
"Don't you have to go to work?" She asked him
Ross glanced at his watch, and jumped up. "What day is it today?"
"Monday." Rachel said worriedly.
"Oh okay." Ross said calming down. "I don't have to go in to work today."
"Oh, you're so lucky!" Rachel moaned, as she took her purse from the back of the door.
Ross got up and walked her out, and gave her a kiss on the top of her head.
"At least you can go get more of your stuff from Michael's" Rachel said, immediately regretting saying his name.
"Yeah." Ross tried to smile. "I can do that."
Rachel left for work, and Ross decided to call Monica, and let her know what was going on.
Later that day, when Rachel got home, she found the apartment cleaned, and dinner cooking.
Rachel called out for Ross, but when he didn't come, she went to his room, opened the door and looked in. He had taken the day to paint it blue, like he said he would. He had dinosaur trim on the upper side. She saw him squatting on the floor, painting in one of the corners, and laughed. He was blue from head to toe.
He got up when he saw her and smiled.
"I just need to finish this corner." Ross gestured. "Then I'll take a shower, and we can eat.
"Sounds great." Rachel smiled, and backed out of his room. She went to get changed, and she couldn't stop thinking about Ross. "I wish he wasn't gay." She thought to herself, as she slipped on a pair of jeans, and threw on a New York Knicks sweatshirt. She heard him step into the shower, and start singing. She had had a great day at work today, and her boss had been really impressed with her. There was a knock at the door, and Rachel went to answer it.
"Hi." Monica said embarrassed.
"Hi Monica! Come on in." Rachel stepped aside and motioned for her to enter.
Monica entered with a box of stuff, and set it down on the kitchen table.
"Thanks. Ross just left a bunch of stuff over, I thought that I might as well return it." Monica smiled.
"Oh sure! Ross is just in the shower, but I'm sure he'd love to see you! I know I'd love to catch up, so why don't you stay for dinner? I'm sure there's enough."
"I would love to. Just let me call Chandler and let him know." Monica said.
"Who's Chandler?" Rachel asked
"He's my boyfriend and best friend. We've been living together for about a year, and we've gone out for 3."
"That's great!" Rachel exclaimed. "I don't even have a boyfriend."
Monica laughed, and they turned around when they heard Ross come out of the bathroom.
"Hey Mon!" Ross said holding up nothing but a towel around his waist.
"Hey!"
"Monica's going to stay for dinner, is that okay?" Rachel asked him
"Yeah of course!" Why wouldn't it be?" Ross asked.
"I don't know. I'm just making sure." Rachel answered.
They sat down and ate dinner, and Monica and Rachel did most of the talking while Ross watched them. He already knew everything about Monica, and a lot about Rachel, so he let them catch up. After dinner, Monica insisted on helping clean up the dishes. After that was done, Monica declared that she had to go home, Chandler would be waiting. After they said their good-byes, Rachel and Ross sat down on the couch to watch TV. Rachel flipped through the channels, while Ross watched for anything good. Rachel leaned in and rested her head on Ross's shoulder.
"Mmm… You smell good! What kind of shampoo do you use?" Rachel asked him.
"I don't know. Whatever you have in there I guess." Ross laughed.
"So, this Chandler guy that Monica's dating, is he the same guy that called her fat that one Thanksgiving? She asked curiously.
"That's the one." Ross nodded.
"So you like him?"
"Yeah, he's really nice. They're really perfect for each other. They love each other so much." Ross said distantly.
"What's wrong?" Rachel asked.
"Well, they're going to get married, have some kids, get a house, and I'll never have any of that." Ross said frowning.
"Sure you will! You can adopt a kid, you can still get married, and buy a house!" Rachel said cheerfully.
"Yeah, but nobody likes gay people, they're all against us." Ross said.
"That's not true! I don't mind!"
"Yeah, well that's one person out of millions. I never even really liked guys that much. I always liked girls better. Maybe I'm a bisexual, you know, in between? Ross said embarrassed.
"Don't be afraid to talk to me about this stuff! I want to hear it!" Rachel said encouragingly. "Look, why don't you ask a girl out, then go out with a guy, and see who you like better? You might be straight!"
"Maybe. But, where will I find a girl to go out with me?"
"Just, anywhere I guess." Rachel said looking at her watch. "Wow, it's almost 11:00. I have a presentation tomorrow."
"Yeah, I'll be going to bed too." Ross said. "Good night."
"Night." Rachel said getting up and entering her room. Closing her door. Another day, and she wanted Ross more then ever. "What is wrong with me?" She thought as she climbed into bed and wrapped herself in the comfort and warmth of her blanket. She fell asleep instantly, and dreamed of Monica, Ross and Chandler.
They were in high school, and Monica stood beside her, as thin as she was now. Ross came up to her, and handed her a rose, and told her that he liked her. Rachel felt her face warm into a smile as her dream went on.
Rachel smiled back at him, and accepted the rose, and pulled him into a passionate kiss. Things started to heat up, and they were making out in the middle of the school hallway. Chandler came up behind Monica, with his flock of seagull's haircut, and picked her up and carried her away.
Suddenly Rachel awoke, and realized it was just a dream. She saw a light on in the kitchen, and decided to get up to see what was going on. She saw Ross hunched over the kitchen table looking over a photo album. She crept out of her room, came up behind Ross, and put her arms around his shoulders. She kissed him on the cheek, and sat down beside him and noticed that he was crying.
"What's wrong?" Rachel asked.
"I miss Michael." Ross said trying to hold back his tears.
But when Rachel looked down at the photo album, she saw that it wasn't a picture of Michael, but a picture of her and Ross, taken in high school.
"That's not Michael." Rachel whispered to him.
"I know. You look beautiful there." Ross whispered back.
Rachel looked again at the picture, and leaned over to Ross, and kissed him on the lips. She was surprised when he kissed back, instead of pulling away. Soon, they were both trapped in the middle of a heated kiss, as Ross started pulling off Rachel's top, and leading her towards her bedroom. Rachel's head was pounding, and her heart was caught in her throat. She felt her hands trembling, as she undid his pajama bottoms, and he stepped out of them, still wearing boxers.
Ross's heart pounded as he took her top off, and stared at her. She was still wearing an undershirt, and panties, but he was only wearing boxers. He hadn't felt this excited in a long time. He liked Rachel, and this was their moment. They continued to stare at each other, and Ross pulled her in for another kiss. Rachel's hand reached up to turn off the lights, her lips still locked with Ross's. The lights turned out, and they continued to kiss, wondering where this was going to go.
Thanks for reading. I'll be writing the next part soon. I'm studying for finals right now, but this was my little stress reliever. Stay tuned for the next part! TOW the Boat part 4 is now up, so please check that out. If you want to read the first 2 parts, you have to go find the story by title. PLEASE REVIEW!!!
My inspiration for this piece of writing comes from my David Schwimmer autograph, which is on my desk framed, right beside the computer screen that I'm writing this on. Sorry if it's taking me long, I'm really busy with finals, and work. Here's the next part.
I mean no infringement on property, and I don't own any of these characters although I wish I did. Please review when you're done!
Ross exhaled sharply, and felt his head blank out, as he stared at Rachel. Rachel, the girl who had ruined his life so many years ago. Maybe not ruined, but changed.
Rachel stared at Monica, confused. She couldn't believe that this was happening. Her old best friend, was standing right in front of her, now smiling. They both started screaming as they hugged, and cried, while Ross looked on awkwardly.
They both dried their faces with tissues, and Rachel looked up at Ross. Ross looked back down at her, disappointedly. She was someone totally different then who he had thought she would be. Ross turned abruptly, slamming the door behind him. Monica nodded to Rachel, as if telling her to go after him. Rachel took the hint and dashed out the door, searching for Ross.
She turned down the hallway, and saw him staring out the front window in the lobby, watching the rain come pouring down. She didn't think that he knew she was there, but when he started speaking to her, she felt terrible.
"I can't believe this." Ross whispered, the tears stinging in his eyes, wanting to be let loose.
"I'm so, so sorry. It was high school! I was a bitch, and I know it. That's not who I am Ross. You met me a few days ago, and you didn't know who I was. You obviously liked who I am, or you wouldn't have called me and asked to move in with me." Rachel said.
"You changed my life." Ross said louder now. "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been beat up in college multiple times for being with a guy." Ross lifted up his shirt, and showed her a long scar along his abdomen. "I wouldn't have been stabbed, I wouldn't have been abused, or called names. It scarred my life."
Rachel started crying. "Are you saying that you turned gay because of me?"
"Yes."
"Nobody can do that." Rachel said quietly.
"After you told me that I was a loser, and would never go out with me, I became an antisocial. I hated women. After a year and no friends, no girlfriends, I turned to guys." Ross said.
Rachel burrowed her heads in her hands, and turned away from him. "I'm sorry." She whispered silently.
Ross felt bad, and went to comfort her. He put his arm around her, and decided that he was way out of line.
"You didn't change me. I changed myself."
Rachel looked up at him, hopeful that he wouldn't hate her again. When he smiled, she knew he didn't.
"You're right. You are a different person." Ross said hugging her. "I like you for who you are now, I'm willing to forget the past."
Rachel beamed up at him, and felt the tears sting her eyes.
"You want to go home? Get settled?" Rachel asked
"Sure, just let me grab my bags. They're still at Monica's." Ross saw the look in her eyes when he mentioned Monica. "We can come back another time and see them."
Ross reappeared a minute later with his bags. Rachel had already gotten a cab, and they ran through the rain, got in, and drove towards Rachel's apartment.
Once they got to her apartment, it had stopped raining, and they were both in better moods.
"Here we are!" She said cheerfully, stepping out of the cab into a huge puddle. "Shit! My shoes!"
Ross laughed, and watched as she jumped out of the puddle, and hopped around others singing.
"It's raining men. Hallelujah." She sang loudly. Ross noticed that she had a great voice and joined in.
"It's raining men. Amen." They both sang, and laughed as they stepped into her dry building.
Ross recognized the area, as where Phoebe lived. In fact, he noticed that he could see Phoebe's building from right outside her apartment. Rachel opened the front door, and they walked up to the third story, where Rachel opened up room 303.
"Here it is!" Rachel said proudly, as she showed off her apartment.
"It's great! Lots of light." Ross said referring to the big window right next to the kitchen table.
"Well, let me show you around! This is my room," She said pointing to a big, but neat room, "this is the kitchen and living room." She said pointing to the main room, which was huge. One half of it was the kitchen, while the other half was the living room, with a sofa, and two sitting chairs, a large TV, and more.
"Wow." Ross exclaimed. "You must be pretty well off!"
"Actually, my daddy pays for most of it." She said embarrassed. "There is no way I could afford this place without his help."
"Don't be embarrassed." Ross said.
"Okay. This is your room!" Rachel said, showing him a room slightly smaller then hers. It was already furnished with a bed, a dresser, and curtains, and it just needed some paint and character. "You can paint it any color you like." She said generously. "I'm sorry that the rest of the apartment is purple, but I never expected a guy to move in here."
"That's okay. I love it." He smiled warmly at her, as he dropped his bags off in his new room. "I think I'll paint it blue."
"Good choice." She said, "That's my favorite color. I just painted it purple so that it would be girly."
Ross laughed
"Okay, so I'll leave you to unpack. I'm going to go make some dinner. Come out when you're ready."
She closed the door after herself, and left Ross alone.
Ross came out of his bedroom hours later, and asked Rachel to come see what he had done with his room. It looked almost the same, except he had a bunch of dinosaurs, and dinosaur accessories around his room.
"Kind of childish, don't you think?" Rachel teased.
"Nah. I like it."
"Okay. Do you want some dinner? It's ready." Rachel asked.
"I would love some. I'm famished."
Throughout dinner, they talked about everything. They were really bonding, and Rachel felt herself falling for him. "He's gay." She had to keep telling herself. "He's gay, he's gay, he's gay!"
After dinner, they lay down on the couch and watched a movie on TV.
Rachel stretched out on the couch, and put her head on Ross's chest, and her feet on the other side of the couch. Ross put his arm around her, and soon they were both asleep.
When Rachel woke up in the morning, she smiled to herself, and got up to get ready for work.
"Ross!" Rachel said shaking him.
Ross woke up and smiled
"Don't you have to go to work?" She asked him
Ross glanced at his watch, and jumped up. "What day is it today?"
"Monday." Rachel said worriedly.
"Oh okay." Ross said calming down. "I don't have to go in to work today."
"Oh, you're so lucky!" Rachel moaned, as she took her purse from the back of the door.
Ross got up and walked her out, and gave her a kiss on the top of her head.
"At least you can go get more of your stuff from Michael's" Rachel said, immediately regretting saying his name.
"Yeah." Ross tried to smile. "I can do that."
Rachel left for work, and Ross decided to call Monica, and let her know what was going on.
Later that day, when Rachel got home, she found the apartment cleaned, and dinner cooking.
Rachel called out for Ross, but when he didn't come, she went to his room, opened the door and looked in. He had taken the day to paint it blue, like he said he would. He had dinosaur trim on the upper side. She saw him squatting on the floor, painting in one of the corners, and laughed. He was blue from head to toe.
He got up when he saw her and smiled.
"I just need to finish this corner." Ross gestured. "Then I'll take a shower, and we can eat.
"Sounds great." Rachel smiled, and backed out of his room. She went to get changed, and she couldn't stop thinking about Ross. "I wish he wasn't gay." She thought to herself, as she slipped on a pair of jeans, and threw on a New York Knicks sweatshirt. She heard him step into the shower, and start singing. She had had a great day at work today, and her boss had been really impressed with her. There was a knock at the door, and Rachel went to answer it.
"Hi." Monica said embarrassed.
"Hi Monica! Come on in." Rachel stepped aside and motioned for her to enter.
Monica entered with a box of stuff, and set it down on the kitchen table.
"Thanks. Ross just left a bunch of stuff over, I thought that I might as well return it." Monica smiled.
"Oh sure! Ross is just in the shower, but I'm sure he'd love to see you! I know I'd love to catch up, so why don't you stay for dinner? I'm sure there's enough."
"I would love to. Just let me call Chandler and let him know." Monica said.
"Who's Chandler?" Rachel asked
"He's my boyfriend and best friend. We've been living together for about a year, and we've gone out for 3."
"That's great!" Rachel exclaimed. "I don't even have a boyfriend."
Monica laughed, and they turned around when they heard Ross come out of the bathroom.
"Hey Mon!" Ross said holding up nothing but a towel around his waist.
"Hey!"
"Monica's going to stay for dinner, is that okay?" Rachel asked him
"Yeah of course!" Why wouldn't it be?" Ross asked.
"I don't know. I'm just making sure." Rachel answered.
They sat down and ate dinner, and Monica and Rachel did most of the talking while Ross watched them. He already knew everything about Monica, and a lot about Rachel, so he let them catch up. After dinner, Monica insisted on helping clean up the dishes. After that was done, Monica declared that she had to go home, Chandler would be waiting. After they said their good-byes, Rachel and Ross sat down on the couch to watch TV. Rachel flipped through the channels, while Ross watched for anything good. Rachel leaned in and rested her head on Ross's shoulder.
"Mmm… You smell good! What kind of shampoo do you use?" Rachel asked him.
"I don't know. Whatever you have in there I guess." Ross laughed.
"So, this Chandler guy that Monica's dating, is he the same guy that called her fat that one Thanksgiving? She asked curiously.
"That's the one." Ross nodded.
"So you like him?"
"Yeah, he's really nice. They're really perfect for each other. They love each other so much." Ross said distantly.
"What's wrong?" Rachel asked.
"Well, they're going to get married, have some kids, get a house, and I'll never have any of that." Ross said frowning.
"Sure you will! You can adopt a kid, you can still get married, and buy a house!" Rachel said cheerfully.
"Yeah, but nobody likes gay people, they're all against us." Ross said.
"That's not true! I don't mind!"
"Yeah, well that's one person out of millions. I never even really liked guys that much. I always liked girls better. Maybe I'm a bisexual, you know, in between? Ross said embarrassed.
"Don't be afraid to talk to me about this stuff! I want to hear it!" Rachel said encouragingly. "Look, why don't you ask a girl out, then go out with a guy, and see who you like better? You might be straight!"
"Maybe. But, where will I find a girl to go out with me?"
"Just, anywhere I guess." Rachel said looking at her watch. "Wow, it's almost 11:00. I have a presentation tomorrow."
"Yeah, I'll be going to bed too." Ross said. "Good night."
"Night." Rachel said getting up and entering her room. Closing her door. Another day, and she wanted Ross more then ever. "What is wrong with me?" She thought as she climbed into bed and wrapped herself in the comfort and warmth of her blanket. She fell asleep instantly, and dreamed of Monica, Ross and Chandler.
They were in high school, and Monica stood beside her, as thin as she was now. Ross came up to her, and handed her a rose, and told her that he liked her. Rachel felt her face warm into a smile as her dream went on.
Rachel smiled back at him, and accepted the rose, and pulled him into a passionate kiss. Things started to heat up, and they were making out in the middle of the school hallway. Chandler came up behind Monica, with his flock of seagull's haircut, and picked her up and carried her away.
Suddenly Rachel awoke, and realized it was just a dream. She saw a light on in the kitchen, and decided to get up to see what was going on. She saw Ross hunched over the kitchen table looking over a photo album. She crept out of her room, came up behind Ross, and put her arms around his shoulders. She kissed him on the cheek, and sat down beside him and noticed that he was crying.
"What's wrong?" Rachel asked.
"I miss Michael." Ross said trying to hold back his tears.
But when Rachel looked down at the photo album, she saw that it wasn't a picture of Michael, but a picture of her and Ross, taken in high school.
"That's not Michael." Rachel whispered to him.
"I know. You look beautiful there." Ross whispered back.
Rachel looked again at the picture, and leaned over to Ross, and kissed him on the lips. She was surprised when he kissed back, instead of pulling away. Soon, they were both trapped in the middle of a heated kiss, as Ross started pulling off Rachel's top, and leading her towards her bedroom. Rachel's head was pounding, and her heart was caught in her throat. She felt her hands trembling, as she undid his pajama bottoms, and he stepped out of them, still wearing boxers.
Ross's heart pounded as he took her top off, and stared at her. She was still wearing an undershirt, and panties, but he was only wearing boxers. He hadn't felt this excited in a long time. He liked Rachel, and this was their moment. They continued to stare at each other, and Ross pulled her in for another kiss. Rachel's hand reached up to turn off the lights, her lips still locked with Ross's. The lights turned out, and they continued to kiss, wondering where this was going to go.
Thanks for reading. I'll be writing the next part soon. I'm studying for finals right now, but this was my little stress reliever. Stay tuned for the next part! TOW the Boat part 4 is now up, so please check that out. If you want to read the first 2 parts, you have to go find the story by title. PLEASE REVIEW!!!
