Last one…. Chandler and the others discovered what happened to Monica and while they left Phoebe to look after Monica, Chandler and Joey paid Richard Burke a little visit….
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Later on that night, Monica woke up and saw that she was spooned up to Chandler. He was working on his lap top. Monica looked up confused. Chandler seemed to sense when she woke up and looked down at her and smiled.
"Hey, you're awake. Good sleep?" Chandler asked.
"How long have you been here?" Monica asked, rubbing her eyes.
Chandler looked at his watch. "Half an hour. Phoebe said that you were out for a good three hours before we arrived back."
"Where did you go and WHAT did you do?" Monica asked crossing her arms.
"Well, let's just say that Burke is not going to be referred to as doctor anymore once the review board gets done with him."
Monica's eye narrowed. "What did you do?"
"I got into contact with one of his former employees and convinced them to tell of shady doings." Chandler then rubbed her check. "That is all. I said nothing about you or your experience. I will always have your best interest at heart and will try to never embarrass you. Well, I will not hurt you by embarrassing you. Something that you should know about me is that I tend to embarrass people."
Monica smiled and then she gently kissed him. He kissed her back passionately, which in turn led to him putting the lap top up because his hands were too busy removing her clothes and exploring her.
The next day,
Monica was sitting on the sofa after getting a bath, in her robe and with her hair up in a towel, applying a second coat of paint to her toenails. She wore a pleasant smile on her face and was humming. This was the first time in her life that she felt wanted and cared for.
Chandler made her feel like someone special, Phoebe treated her like an equal or a good friend, and now even Joey was starting to treat her better. He no longer was glaring at her. Which was an improvement. And he was starting to trust her a bit more. Not that anyone would have noticed, but just a little bit.
Just thinking of Chandler made her smile and partially blush. Not from doing anything out of the ordinary when it came to the sex. Just that he treated her like a lady, made her smile and last night, when they made love (LOVE not just sex, LOVE!) he was as tender as a man could be and she put her whole heart into it.
Chandler was terrific last night. He made her feel that she was somebody instead of nobody. And that she was wanted and loved. Instead of the night before, he was tender with her and looked directly into her eyes and smiled and when he did smile at her, she melted and she started to feel an instant connection with him.
While musing , the phone rang. She let the machine pick it up. And Chandler's voice came echoed through the apartment. "You have reached: 949-2753, leave a message."
"Ugh!!!! I hate these machines. I hope I got the right number." Rachel's familiar voice came on. " Monica, this is Rachel. Give me a call. It concerns the dinner tonight…."
"Hello, Rachel?" Monica got to the phone before Rachel could hang up.
"Monica, I hate to say this, but it looks like we will have to cancel. Barry isn't feeling well." Rachel lied, not wanting to have the dinner so that her dull, potato headed fiancé could not be compared with Monica's.
Once she saw who Monica was marrying, she started to feel that she was the unlucky one. Chandler was so much better looking and made so much more money than Barry did. To her everything was a competition and if she brought boring Barry around, she knew that she would loose big time. Just after meeting Chandler for a couple of minutes convinced her of that.
"OK. Hey, why don't we move it to another time." Monica gritted her teeth. She was only asking to be polite, not because she wanted to.
"Oh, we are going out of town for a bit." Rachel came up with a quick, hopefully believable lie.
"Ok. Uhmmm, well. I guess I will talk to you later." Monica grinned. Well, the day was looking better and better.
To Rachel who did not want to see or even talk to Monica again, she quickly got off the phone. "Bye." She then hung up.
Monica slammed the phone down, "YESSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!" She then jumped up on the sofa and started to dance.
Joey and Chandler then walked in. Both stood there with amused expressions on their faces. Monica finally spotted them and sat down.
"WHAT was that about?" Joey asked.
"Rachel called and canceled. No dinner with those two tonight. Or NEVER!!!!!!!!!!" Monica sang out happily.
"She said that?" Chandler asked with a grin.
"Not exactly." Monica smiled. "She said that Barry was not doing good and they would be out of town for a bit. And did not bother to ask if we wanted to get together or even to talk again."
Chandler then grinned and grabbed her off the sofa and swung her around. Then screamed out. "WAAHHHOOOO!!!!!!!" Chandler then stood her up on the coffee table and jumped up beside her and they both started to dance. With a very amused Joey looking on.
It was then that Phoebe came into the apartment. She had just returned from a therapeutic class of yin and yang. "What is going on?"
"They are celebrating not having to go out to dinner with Monica's old friend and her fiancé." Joey informed a curious Phoebe.
That night, they went out and celebrated. Particularly, Chandler and Monica.
First they went out to dinner at an Italian restaurant that Joey's mom owns and runs. Since she did not want to be a housewife for the rest of her life and wanted to do something filling.
Joey's parents were able to follow their dreams because of the money Joey was sending home from his job and from Chandler being so generous with them not having to worry about paying for college for their daughters. Joey's dad even decided to retire early and now hangs out in the local bar down the street with his old friends.
They then went to see Billy Joel who was playing at Madison Square Garden afterward, they went to a brand new night club. Most of the people had to stand in line, but since the owner of the club was an old friend of Chandler's from collage, they got treated like VIPs and were escorted in and given the best table.
They arrived back at around two A.M. and went to their apartments. As soon as they walked through, Monica kissed Chandler very softly on the lips.
"Thank you for a lovely time." She then gave him a peck on the lips.
Chandler smiled and locked the door and then kissed Monica deeply. Monica then pulled away from Chandler and led him to the couch. Chandler then stopped her. "Would you do me the honor of letting me escort you to my bedroom?"
Monica's smile wavered a bit. There was still a dividing line. In short, he said 'MY' instead of our. He still did not think her as anything but an arm ornament and a bed partner. Well since she was getting paid… "Sure, why not." Monica shrugged and then let him led her to the bedroom. Doing her best to fight off the feelings that were coming into her heart.
The next morning, Monica woke up naked with the covers over her lower back and to an empty bed. She noticed an envelope with her name on it. She opened it and read the note. In it, Chandler informed her that he would be home later on that day because of a very important meeting. He also told her to go into town and pick out an evening dress. For a business dinner meeting. She was to be his date.
"He could have asked me in person. I still would have said yes." Monica muttered. She then got out of bed and went and got a shower and got in some nice clothes.
After shopping, she decided to go to the museum to look at an historic fashion exhibit. As she was looking at a gown that Martha Washington wore when she felt someone tat her on the shoulder.
"Excuse me, Miss. But you look awfully familiar." A male voice stated.
Monica turned around and almost started crying. It was her brother, Ross! She had not seen him in almost ten years. "ROSS!!! It is me, Monica!" She could not help a tear as it went down her cheek.
Ross took a deep gasp of breath. "Monica!?! It is you!!!" He then quickly hugged her. "It has been too long!!! So what are you doing with your self? How are you??? Where do you live???"
"I am fine." She then noticed the attention they were drawing. "Maybe we ought to go somewhere and talk for a bit." Monica smiled. She felt great seeing her brother again.
"I would love to. But my break is almost over. How about dinner tonight?"
"Can't, Chandler has a business meeting that I am going to have to attend as his date."
"Who's Chandler?"
"My fiancé. He owns his own computer gaming company." She then shoed him her engagement ring.
"Really? That is some ring, he must do well." Ross then smiled at his younger sister. "Well, how about tomorrow?"
"Sounds great!!! We can meet you after you get off work."
"Sounds great. And we can have dad meet us here at the museum. I think it would be best if mom did not know about this, for now. But dad would never forgive me if I did not tell him that you are in town and also not be invited for dinner."
Monica chocked back the tears. "She still blames me, huh?"
Ross took her hand. "Dad and I never believed that man for a moment. Always remember that. And I know I can speak for him when I say, I can not wait for tomorrow."
Monica hugged her brother. "Thanks Ross." She then looked at the clock on the wall. "Oh, crap. I am SOOOO late." She then kissed Ross on the cheek and walked away. "Will call you tomorrow."
She arrived at he apartment out of breath. Chandler looked concerned and then got off the phone.
"Where were you? I thought that something had happened."
"I am SOOOO sorry. I lost track of time at the museum and well…" She sniffed a bit. "I bumped into my brother. I haven't seen nor heard from him in ten years time."
Chandler smiled a bit, "I understand. If you want to stay home, if you want to. I mean if you want you can call up Ross and invite him over."
"Thanks anyway, but I am going to see him tomorrow night. He, me and dad are going out to dinner."
Chandler went over and hugged her. "Do you want me to come as a friend?"
"No, I …oh crap!!! I told Ross that you were my fiancé. I am sorry."
"No problem. I guess that means that I am coming."
"You don't have to. I mean I would not want to bother you."
"You won't." Then Chandler thought for a moment. "Maybe it would be best if I did not. I mean you would get a chance to see your family that you have not seen for a while. And I am not in it." Chandler frowned for some reason after he said that.
"Oh, thank you." Monica then quickly hugged him. "You have no idea!"
"No problem. All you have to say when they ask about me is that I am working and we thought that it would be good if you saw them alone for the first time." Chandler then smiled.
Monica looked up at him, "I guess I had better get dressed." She then quickly went to her bedroom to get cleaned up and dressed.
The business dinner at the Plaza went well. Since she knew how to talk to people and listen to them, the clients thought that she was charming and a good conservationist. They were intrigued by her and her ability to make small talk as well as her looks.
But one thing she did not was to take the spotlight away from Chandler or to go in and let the meeting be sidetracked. She knew just what to say and how to say it to get things back on track. But she made it look as though she was not talking about the deal or the company. And she also sat and listened to Chandler and did not take away from him when he was talking. In short she was the perfect date.
They arrived home at nine o'clock that night. Both went to change into some comfortable clothes and they sat down and curled up on the couch and ate some ice cream while watching a movie. After finishing it up, they both just laid in each other's arms and talked for a couple of minutes. They talked about everything from Monica and Chandler's family to how the dinner went. They were then silent for a bit.
Finally, Chandler closed his eyes and then sighed out. "Monica…"
"Yes?"
"I am sorry." Chandler started.
"For what?" Monica frowned as she turned off the TV.
"For not asking you if you wanted to come to the dinner. You were probably bored there."
Monica lifted her head and smiled at him. "Oh, I was not bored. And besides, I had a good time." Monica's eyes began to mist.
"Really?" Chandler asked.
"Yes." Monica replied, while a few tears fell down her face.
Chandler, noticing the tears, then frowned down at her eyes. "Then why are you crying?"
"No one has ever thought of my feelings and whether or not I am happy or not. You treat me so differently than the others. NO wait you are not the others, you are on a different plane. Hell, you are on a different planet!" Monica then kissed his check.
Chandler then grinned back and held her closer. "I am the lucky one." He then ended the conversation by kissing her lips and then snuggled in closer to her. Both of them were very happy and content.
An hour later, they were in the tub. Monica was sitting behind Chandler washing his back, planting small kisses along his neck, shoulders and back while doing so. For some reason that relaxed Chandler and he started talking. HE talked about everything from his childhood to the boarding school.
"…After I started seeing a psychiatrist, it took me three years to say out loud that I was mad at my father. Then I yelled it in his face when he was right in the middle of him doing his 'It's Raining Men' routine." Chandler looked ahead quietly.
"So what did the shirk say about that?" Monica asked as she kissed his shoulder.
"He said I was cured." Chandler sighed out. "I did not feel any6 better. Until now that I am talking about with you." Chandler then smiled shyly.
"Well, that is what I am or included with my profession." Monica sighed aloud.
Chandler got mad and turned around in the tub. "Alright, that is it!!! You are no prostitute!!!!!!! Now SAY IT!!!!!"
"Chandler, I have to face facts."
"No. You are going to stay here with me!!! You are NOT going back to the streets, and you WILL get your diploma and then go on to college!!! I am paying for it ALL!!! Is that clear?" Chandler then smiled and kissed her cheek.
Monica smiled back. Making believe that he was right, and yet knowing in her heart of hearts that he was wrong.
The next day, Monica and Phoebe both choose some nice and conservative yet fashionable looking clothes for her to wear. After she got ready, Joey drove her and Chandler, who was going to leave with the excuse of a very important meeting to attend, down to the museum. She was a bit late, so she got out and met Ross at the door, who was already waiting for her.
After she hugged him, she noticed he was looking over her head and grinning. She followed his gaze. "Daddy?" She ran up to him and hugged him right on the spot and cried a bit.
After she pulled away, she looked at her father and Ross, who seemed preoccupied at something behind her. "Chandler? Chandler Bing?"
Chandler did a double take, "Ross Geller? My god, I didn't put it together!"
"You two know each other?" Monica asked.
"We were dorm mates together in college." Chandler explained. He then shook Ross's hand. "Nice to see you again."
"Oh, my god! I was not thinking. I mean Chandler is not a well known name, but it didn't click." Ross was amazed.
"You two are engaged?" Jack Geller wanted to know.
"Well…: Chandler started
"Can we go somewhere and talk, please?" Monica asked. They ended up going back to the apartment. Where Monica told them the truth about her former profession.
Monica sat down looking at the floor, she had never felt so ashamed and embarrassed in all of her life. She felt lower than dirt but she felt she also owed them the truth. Then when she couldn't take the silence anymore, she started to cry. She knew that they probably felt the worst toward her and that they hated her, but she could not continue on with the lie. Then when she couldn't stand the accusing silence anymore, she got up and ran to her room and cuddled up on the bed and held her bear tight.
After she left, Ross turned angrily toward Chandler, "And are you using her 'services'?"
Chandler frowned at Ross, "No! I am paying her to pose as my fiancé. But I promise the both of you that I have nothing but admiration and have treated her with nothing but respect since I have met her." Chandler folded his arms. He felt that what they did in the bedroom was none of their businesses. He would never treat her wrongly. While they were talking, Jack made his way to the bedroom and held Monica in his arms.
"It's okay, my little harmonica You are home now and the worst is over. And remember, I will always love you no matter what." Jack soothed Monica. As soon as she felt the safety of her father's arms around her, she stopped crying and started hiccupping. For the first time in her life, she felt that things were going to work out.
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Later on that night, Monica woke up and saw that she was spooned up to Chandler. He was working on his lap top. Monica looked up confused. Chandler seemed to sense when she woke up and looked down at her and smiled.
"Hey, you're awake. Good sleep?" Chandler asked.
"How long have you been here?" Monica asked, rubbing her eyes.
Chandler looked at his watch. "Half an hour. Phoebe said that you were out for a good three hours before we arrived back."
"Where did you go and WHAT did you do?" Monica asked crossing her arms.
"Well, let's just say that Burke is not going to be referred to as doctor anymore once the review board gets done with him."
Monica's eye narrowed. "What did you do?"
"I got into contact with one of his former employees and convinced them to tell of shady doings." Chandler then rubbed her check. "That is all. I said nothing about you or your experience. I will always have your best interest at heart and will try to never embarrass you. Well, I will not hurt you by embarrassing you. Something that you should know about me is that I tend to embarrass people."
Monica smiled and then she gently kissed him. He kissed her back passionately, which in turn led to him putting the lap top up because his hands were too busy removing her clothes and exploring her.
The next day,
Monica was sitting on the sofa after getting a bath, in her robe and with her hair up in a towel, applying a second coat of paint to her toenails. She wore a pleasant smile on her face and was humming. This was the first time in her life that she felt wanted and cared for.
Chandler made her feel like someone special, Phoebe treated her like an equal or a good friend, and now even Joey was starting to treat her better. He no longer was glaring at her. Which was an improvement. And he was starting to trust her a bit more. Not that anyone would have noticed, but just a little bit.
Just thinking of Chandler made her smile and partially blush. Not from doing anything out of the ordinary when it came to the sex. Just that he treated her like a lady, made her smile and last night, when they made love (LOVE not just sex, LOVE!) he was as tender as a man could be and she put her whole heart into it.
Chandler was terrific last night. He made her feel that she was somebody instead of nobody. And that she was wanted and loved. Instead of the night before, he was tender with her and looked directly into her eyes and smiled and when he did smile at her, she melted and she started to feel an instant connection with him.
While musing , the phone rang. She let the machine pick it up. And Chandler's voice came echoed through the apartment. "You have reached: 949-2753, leave a message."
"Ugh!!!! I hate these machines. I hope I got the right number." Rachel's familiar voice came on. " Monica, this is Rachel. Give me a call. It concerns the dinner tonight…."
"Hello, Rachel?" Monica got to the phone before Rachel could hang up.
"Monica, I hate to say this, but it looks like we will have to cancel. Barry isn't feeling well." Rachel lied, not wanting to have the dinner so that her dull, potato headed fiancé could not be compared with Monica's.
Once she saw who Monica was marrying, she started to feel that she was the unlucky one. Chandler was so much better looking and made so much more money than Barry did. To her everything was a competition and if she brought boring Barry around, she knew that she would loose big time. Just after meeting Chandler for a couple of minutes convinced her of that.
"OK. Hey, why don't we move it to another time." Monica gritted her teeth. She was only asking to be polite, not because she wanted to.
"Oh, we are going out of town for a bit." Rachel came up with a quick, hopefully believable lie.
"Ok. Uhmmm, well. I guess I will talk to you later." Monica grinned. Well, the day was looking better and better.
To Rachel who did not want to see or even talk to Monica again, she quickly got off the phone. "Bye." She then hung up.
Monica slammed the phone down, "YESSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!" She then jumped up on the sofa and started to dance.
Joey and Chandler then walked in. Both stood there with amused expressions on their faces. Monica finally spotted them and sat down.
"WHAT was that about?" Joey asked.
"Rachel called and canceled. No dinner with those two tonight. Or NEVER!!!!!!!!!!" Monica sang out happily.
"She said that?" Chandler asked with a grin.
"Not exactly." Monica smiled. "She said that Barry was not doing good and they would be out of town for a bit. And did not bother to ask if we wanted to get together or even to talk again."
Chandler then grinned and grabbed her off the sofa and swung her around. Then screamed out. "WAAHHHOOOO!!!!!!!" Chandler then stood her up on the coffee table and jumped up beside her and they both started to dance. With a very amused Joey looking on.
It was then that Phoebe came into the apartment. She had just returned from a therapeutic class of yin and yang. "What is going on?"
"They are celebrating not having to go out to dinner with Monica's old friend and her fiancé." Joey informed a curious Phoebe.
That night, they went out and celebrated. Particularly, Chandler and Monica.
First they went out to dinner at an Italian restaurant that Joey's mom owns and runs. Since she did not want to be a housewife for the rest of her life and wanted to do something filling.
Joey's parents were able to follow their dreams because of the money Joey was sending home from his job and from Chandler being so generous with them not having to worry about paying for college for their daughters. Joey's dad even decided to retire early and now hangs out in the local bar down the street with his old friends.
They then went to see Billy Joel who was playing at Madison Square Garden afterward, they went to a brand new night club. Most of the people had to stand in line, but since the owner of the club was an old friend of Chandler's from collage, they got treated like VIPs and were escorted in and given the best table.
They arrived back at around two A.M. and went to their apartments. As soon as they walked through, Monica kissed Chandler very softly on the lips.
"Thank you for a lovely time." She then gave him a peck on the lips.
Chandler smiled and locked the door and then kissed Monica deeply. Monica then pulled away from Chandler and led him to the couch. Chandler then stopped her. "Would you do me the honor of letting me escort you to my bedroom?"
Monica's smile wavered a bit. There was still a dividing line. In short, he said 'MY' instead of our. He still did not think her as anything but an arm ornament and a bed partner. Well since she was getting paid… "Sure, why not." Monica shrugged and then let him led her to the bedroom. Doing her best to fight off the feelings that were coming into her heart.
The next morning, Monica woke up naked with the covers over her lower back and to an empty bed. She noticed an envelope with her name on it. She opened it and read the note. In it, Chandler informed her that he would be home later on that day because of a very important meeting. He also told her to go into town and pick out an evening dress. For a business dinner meeting. She was to be his date.
"He could have asked me in person. I still would have said yes." Monica muttered. She then got out of bed and went and got a shower and got in some nice clothes.
After shopping, she decided to go to the museum to look at an historic fashion exhibit. As she was looking at a gown that Martha Washington wore when she felt someone tat her on the shoulder.
"Excuse me, Miss. But you look awfully familiar." A male voice stated.
Monica turned around and almost started crying. It was her brother, Ross! She had not seen him in almost ten years. "ROSS!!! It is me, Monica!" She could not help a tear as it went down her cheek.
Ross took a deep gasp of breath. "Monica!?! It is you!!!" He then quickly hugged her. "It has been too long!!! So what are you doing with your self? How are you??? Where do you live???"
"I am fine." She then noticed the attention they were drawing. "Maybe we ought to go somewhere and talk for a bit." Monica smiled. She felt great seeing her brother again.
"I would love to. But my break is almost over. How about dinner tonight?"
"Can't, Chandler has a business meeting that I am going to have to attend as his date."
"Who's Chandler?"
"My fiancé. He owns his own computer gaming company." She then shoed him her engagement ring.
"Really? That is some ring, he must do well." Ross then smiled at his younger sister. "Well, how about tomorrow?"
"Sounds great!!! We can meet you after you get off work."
"Sounds great. And we can have dad meet us here at the museum. I think it would be best if mom did not know about this, for now. But dad would never forgive me if I did not tell him that you are in town and also not be invited for dinner."
Monica chocked back the tears. "She still blames me, huh?"
Ross took her hand. "Dad and I never believed that man for a moment. Always remember that. And I know I can speak for him when I say, I can not wait for tomorrow."
Monica hugged her brother. "Thanks Ross." She then looked at the clock on the wall. "Oh, crap. I am SOOOO late." She then kissed Ross on the cheek and walked away. "Will call you tomorrow."
She arrived at he apartment out of breath. Chandler looked concerned and then got off the phone.
"Where were you? I thought that something had happened."
"I am SOOOO sorry. I lost track of time at the museum and well…" She sniffed a bit. "I bumped into my brother. I haven't seen nor heard from him in ten years time."
Chandler smiled a bit, "I understand. If you want to stay home, if you want to. I mean if you want you can call up Ross and invite him over."
"Thanks anyway, but I am going to see him tomorrow night. He, me and dad are going out to dinner."
Chandler went over and hugged her. "Do you want me to come as a friend?"
"No, I …oh crap!!! I told Ross that you were my fiancé. I am sorry."
"No problem. I guess that means that I am coming."
"You don't have to. I mean I would not want to bother you."
"You won't." Then Chandler thought for a moment. "Maybe it would be best if I did not. I mean you would get a chance to see your family that you have not seen for a while. And I am not in it." Chandler frowned for some reason after he said that.
"Oh, thank you." Monica then quickly hugged him. "You have no idea!"
"No problem. All you have to say when they ask about me is that I am working and we thought that it would be good if you saw them alone for the first time." Chandler then smiled.
Monica looked up at him, "I guess I had better get dressed." She then quickly went to her bedroom to get cleaned up and dressed.
The business dinner at the Plaza went well. Since she knew how to talk to people and listen to them, the clients thought that she was charming and a good conservationist. They were intrigued by her and her ability to make small talk as well as her looks.
But one thing she did not was to take the spotlight away from Chandler or to go in and let the meeting be sidetracked. She knew just what to say and how to say it to get things back on track. But she made it look as though she was not talking about the deal or the company. And she also sat and listened to Chandler and did not take away from him when he was talking. In short she was the perfect date.
They arrived home at nine o'clock that night. Both went to change into some comfortable clothes and they sat down and curled up on the couch and ate some ice cream while watching a movie. After finishing it up, they both just laid in each other's arms and talked for a couple of minutes. They talked about everything from Monica and Chandler's family to how the dinner went. They were then silent for a bit.
Finally, Chandler closed his eyes and then sighed out. "Monica…"
"Yes?"
"I am sorry." Chandler started.
"For what?" Monica frowned as she turned off the TV.
"For not asking you if you wanted to come to the dinner. You were probably bored there."
Monica lifted her head and smiled at him. "Oh, I was not bored. And besides, I had a good time." Monica's eyes began to mist.
"Really?" Chandler asked.
"Yes." Monica replied, while a few tears fell down her face.
Chandler, noticing the tears, then frowned down at her eyes. "Then why are you crying?"
"No one has ever thought of my feelings and whether or not I am happy or not. You treat me so differently than the others. NO wait you are not the others, you are on a different plane. Hell, you are on a different planet!" Monica then kissed his check.
Chandler then grinned back and held her closer. "I am the lucky one." He then ended the conversation by kissing her lips and then snuggled in closer to her. Both of them were very happy and content.
An hour later, they were in the tub. Monica was sitting behind Chandler washing his back, planting small kisses along his neck, shoulders and back while doing so. For some reason that relaxed Chandler and he started talking. HE talked about everything from his childhood to the boarding school.
"…After I started seeing a psychiatrist, it took me three years to say out loud that I was mad at my father. Then I yelled it in his face when he was right in the middle of him doing his 'It's Raining Men' routine." Chandler looked ahead quietly.
"So what did the shirk say about that?" Monica asked as she kissed his shoulder.
"He said I was cured." Chandler sighed out. "I did not feel any6 better. Until now that I am talking about with you." Chandler then smiled shyly.
"Well, that is what I am or included with my profession." Monica sighed aloud.
Chandler got mad and turned around in the tub. "Alright, that is it!!! You are no prostitute!!!!!!! Now SAY IT!!!!!"
"Chandler, I have to face facts."
"No. You are going to stay here with me!!! You are NOT going back to the streets, and you WILL get your diploma and then go on to college!!! I am paying for it ALL!!! Is that clear?" Chandler then smiled and kissed her cheek.
Monica smiled back. Making believe that he was right, and yet knowing in her heart of hearts that he was wrong.
The next day, Monica and Phoebe both choose some nice and conservative yet fashionable looking clothes for her to wear. After she got ready, Joey drove her and Chandler, who was going to leave with the excuse of a very important meeting to attend, down to the museum. She was a bit late, so she got out and met Ross at the door, who was already waiting for her.
After she hugged him, she noticed he was looking over her head and grinning. She followed his gaze. "Daddy?" She ran up to him and hugged him right on the spot and cried a bit.
After she pulled away, she looked at her father and Ross, who seemed preoccupied at something behind her. "Chandler? Chandler Bing?"
Chandler did a double take, "Ross Geller? My god, I didn't put it together!"
"You two know each other?" Monica asked.
"We were dorm mates together in college." Chandler explained. He then shook Ross's hand. "Nice to see you again."
"Oh, my god! I was not thinking. I mean Chandler is not a well known name, but it didn't click." Ross was amazed.
"You two are engaged?" Jack Geller wanted to know.
"Well…: Chandler started
"Can we go somewhere and talk, please?" Monica asked. They ended up going back to the apartment. Where Monica told them the truth about her former profession.
Monica sat down looking at the floor, she had never felt so ashamed and embarrassed in all of her life. She felt lower than dirt but she felt she also owed them the truth. Then when she couldn't take the silence anymore, she started to cry. She knew that they probably felt the worst toward her and that they hated her, but she could not continue on with the lie. Then when she couldn't stand the accusing silence anymore, she got up and ran to her room and cuddled up on the bed and held her bear tight.
After she left, Ross turned angrily toward Chandler, "And are you using her 'services'?"
Chandler frowned at Ross, "No! I am paying her to pose as my fiancé. But I promise the both of you that I have nothing but admiration and have treated her with nothing but respect since I have met her." Chandler folded his arms. He felt that what they did in the bedroom was none of their businesses. He would never treat her wrongly. While they were talking, Jack made his way to the bedroom and held Monica in his arms.
"It's okay, my little harmonica You are home now and the worst is over. And remember, I will always love you no matter what." Jack soothed Monica. As soon as she felt the safety of her father's arms around her, she stopped crying and started hiccupping. For the first time in her life, she felt that things were going to work out.
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