Unexpected Twists In Life
Alely7
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters.
Chapter 3
Chandler sighed as he sat down at the bar and took a pen out from the drawer. In front of him, on the table, was the card he had been holding on to for several days. He was waiting for the right time, but with each day, things just got worse. He knew he had to give it to her before everything completely fell apart. He opened the card, but he didn't know what to write; where to start. Of course he should start from the beginning, but he didn't know when that was.
Several minutes later, Chandler was still staring at the blank card with the pen in his hand. All of the sudden, out of nowhere, it all seemed so clear, so he wrote and wrote, until he ran out of room even on the backside. He carefully placed it in the envelope and wrote Monica's name on the front. He didn't feel that was necessary, being as he was planning on giving it to her himself, but he thought it was a nice touch.
Earlier, Chandler had thought that the writing process would be the hardest, but he was wrong. He had no idea how to give it to her. Should he go up to her and hand it over, face to face? Should he give it to Rachel to give to Monica? Should he mail it? Or should he not give it to her at all. He knew things between them had not been great lately, and he thought that Monica was mad at him for saying her name. But if he only knew.
So he stood outside of the door, still not sure what to do. He decided to go for it; he would hand it directly to her. But he definitely would not stay there while she read it; that would be too embarrassing. He had just poured his heart out, and well, he didn't do that often. He opened the door, but this time it felt different from all of the other times he had done it before. He felt like everything had already changed so much, and he knew it was just the beginning.
"Hey Chandler. Long time, no see. How ya holding up?" Rachel asked while reading a magazine. She literally had not seen Chandler at all these past few days. She assumed that was because he and Kathy had broken up.
"Eh, I've been better." He replied truthfully, he felt there was no use in hiding his feelings. He really missed Kathy, but he missed Monica too. They were the two women who helped him along in life, and he already had lost one for good. He couldn't lose the other.
"So, whatcha up to?" Rachel was making small talk; she couldn't deny that things were awkward. Chandler just wasn't himself.
"Well, actually, I'm looking for Mon, is she here?" Chandler asked shyly.
"Yeah, she's in her room." Was there something going on between Monica and Chandler? After Chandler's almost wedding, everything had been so chaotic, that she hadn't had a chance to ask Monica if they'd done it. She had almost completely forgotten until now, so she decided that when Chandler left, she would swoop in and begin the interrogation.
Chandler didn't reply, but headed straight for Monica's room and knocked on the door.
"Are you decent Mon? It's me, Chandler." Of course it was him, it wasn't as though anyone else sounded like him.
A few moments ago, Monica had heard voices in the living room, but she didn't know who was there besides Rachel, and she didn't really care. She was looking through some pictures and eating cookies; trying to get him out of her head. And then he knocked, and Monica knew she had to let him in. Monica had been avoiding him all week, and although she didn't want to see him know, she knew he would get even more suspicious. But she thought it was cute that he asked is she was decent. He was quite the gentleman.
"You can come in Chandler." Monica called from her bed as she tried to hide the cookies and pictures.
Chandler opened the door and saw Monica lying in her bed. She looked tired and a little pale, but she was still gorgeous. He couldn't tell if she had been crying, but he didn't want to ask; things were just too weird between them.
"Hey Mon, um. Well, I just wanted to give you this," Chandler said as he approached her bed and handed her the card. "Hopefully I'll see you around later. Bye." He said rather mechanically as he turned around and left, but not before smiling at Monica one last time.
Monica couldn't understand why he didn't want to stick around. Maybe he knew about her crush on him and so he wrote her this letter telling her to back off. Or maybe he was leaving. Or maybe he was telling her that he loved her and wanted to be with her! Monica was genuinely hoping for the third idea, and could hardly keep herself from ripping open the letter. She decided to wait a minute so she could calm down, and so that she could prepare herself for scenarios one and two.
Chandler slammed the door to his apartment. He was so frustrated with himself. He had hardly said two words to Monica, and now, well, he didn't know what to do. What if the card didn't work? What if Monica was mad at him forever? He should have just told her face-to-face, but he didn't think he would be able to do it. Chandler walked through his apartment and entered his room. He knelt down and reached his hand under the bed. He felt around for a little while before he was able to pull out a small box. If anyone knew about this box, Chandler would be pretty embarrassed. It was one of those boxes that girls kept to save memories. For years, he had been able to hide it from everyone else, even though he would look through the contents on a regular basis. He dug through to the bottom until he found what he was looking for. He closed the box and hid it under the bed. Chandler put the mysterious object in his pants' pocket and headed out. He knew it was wishful thinking, but he felt that he should be optimistic in this situation.
After a minute or two of reflection, Monica carefully opened the envelope. Inside was a card with two wedding rings on the cover. Was this some sort of cruel joke? Monica thought. He knew she wanted to get married, was he trying to rub it in his face that she wasn't even close? Or, was he hinting something? Monica opened the card shocked to see that the entire inside was covered with his neat handwriting. She flipped the card over and saw that the back was covered too. Monica took out her glasses, that no one knew she had, and began to read, although she had no idea what to expect.
Guess you'll have to wait and find out what Chandler wrote, what's I his pocket, and what was in his pocket before! Thanks for reading and please review!