Phoebe stood up and looked at him. The phone dropped out of hand and fell
silently on to the couch.
'You're reliving this day over and over too?' She asked. Chandler looked at her.
'Too? You mean. y-your what? You know what's happening?' Chandler stuttered. It was one thing to be living this day over and over but it was something else to know someone else was doing it too.
'Yeah, it started a couple of 'days' ago.' She said calmly, finger-quoting the days.
'Do you know why?'
'Um, yeah, I think so. It happened a while ago to me. You see.'
'It's happened before? How do you stop it?' Chandler said, interrupting her and rushing over to the couch where she was standing.
'Well I was just telling you. Listen!' Chandler nodded and sat down. 'It was about 2 years ago when you and Joey had that fight over whether or not 'Shutterspeed' was going to be a success. And then you and Monica went to Vegas and something went wrong. I don't know what it was because I stayed home with Ross and Rachel. Then I woke up the next day and everything was exactly the same.'
'Ok. Uh. why? Why did everything repeat itself?'
'I'm not exactly sure about that part but my psychic said that it was an unbalance in the universe that made time loop around so that someone could fix it. The person who relives the day over and over is the only person in the universe that can stop the unbalance and make everything right again.'
'Wow.' Chandler said amazed.
'Yeah, makes you feel kind of special doesn't it?' Phoebe said. Chandler nodded. This was all too much to take in. it was too weird
'Wait. You said that the universe chooses one person to right it, there's two of us.' Chandler said. 'So what does that mean?' Phoebe shrugged.
'That there are two things that need to be fixed?'
'Ok. so how do we fix them?' Chandler asked. Phoebe shrugged again.
'Well first of all we need to find out what needs to be fixed. What happened the last few days that maybe shouldn't have happened?' Phoebe said. Chandler stared at her, not believing that he had just asked that question.
'Uh, HELLO?' He yelled, gesturing with his hands. 'One little thing that happened that last few days that definatly shouldn't have happened, you don't think it could possibly be Monica and Joey DIEING do you?'
'Could be.'
'Well, how do we stop them from dieing? I've tried it twice!'
'Well, you're obviously no good at it then. Listen, I think it might be easier if you keep Monica safe and I keep Joey safe.'
'So, What? If we keep them alive past quarter past three then they'll stay alive and we can get back to normal?'
'Suppose so.' That was good enough for Chandler. all he wanted was for things to go back to normal. To have Monica by his side and Joey across the hall and to be happy again.
Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep
Chandler looked over at the alarm clock and sighed. 7:38. the clock was getting a minute faster every day, he thought. He would have to have that fixed. He leaned over to kiss Monica who opened her eyes and kissed back. He snuggled back down in the covers and tried to get them both back to sleep. No such luck.
'Chandler baby, wake up.' Monica said groggily. Chandler mumbled something incomprehensible and snuggled down deeper, taking Monica with him. She started giggling. 'Chandler, come on, we cant stay here all day. I said I'd go skiing with the girls and we were going to get everyone to come.'
'Nah, I have a better idea. Why don't we just stay here? We'll have the whole place to ourselves the whole weekend. No friends barging in, no Phoebe popping up and the most inconvenient moments, just me and you.' He said in a husky voice. Monica giggled and kissed him deeply.
'Come on baby, we've been working so hard these last few months, now might be the last time we get some time off for a while.' Monica said, her dark hair fanning over the crisp white sheets. Chandler pulled a face that was in mock offence.
'You don't want to spend time with me?' He said in a simpering voice. Monica suppressed a giggle and sighed.
'You know I want to spend time with you, it's just I want to spend time with Phoebe and Rachel too. I don't get to hang out with them as much now and so time I spend with them is special. Every single second I spend with you is special to me so I thought you wouldn't mind it if we spent a few of those precious moments in the company of our friends who we should really have more precious moments with but don't.'
'Wow that was a very convincing 'no'' Chandler said. His mind was whirring. He had to keep Monica safe and secure. 'They said on the news that there'd be bad weather this weekend. Maybe it would be better if we stayed home.' He said and started nibbling on her ear. 'Stay in bed. Do whatever we want.' He looked at her hopefully. She smiled and kissed Chandler as they completely disappeared under the covers and Chandler won the first disagreement with Monica in their whole relationship. And most probably the last as well.
Out in the kitchen Phoebe was having a harder time convincing Joey to stay home.
'But Phoebes I wanna go skiing!' Joey was moaning. Rachel was making the coffee and Ross was looking distastefully at Monica and Chandlers room where it was evident what was going on.
'So I take it they aren't joining us?' Ross said. Rachel tried to distract him with breakfast.
'Come on, their happy together, and he is marrying her soon.' Phoebe tried to reason. She didn't want anyone to try and convince Monica to come with them. Anyway he had it easy, she had to sleep in the room next to them. 'Joey, please help me find a bridesmaid dress that Monica would approve of.' She said in a simpering voice.
'At least you get to choose your dress. Monica chooses mine.' Rachel said.
'Do you know how hard it is to find a dress that Monica likes?' Phoebe moaned.
'Well in that case I'm definatly not going.' Joey said and went back to eating his cereal. Phoebe sighed. She hadn't guessed it would be hard at all to distract Joey. She wasn't even sure how she would keep him out of danger. She just felt that keeping him away from skiing would help.
'Please Joey. It wouldn't be the whole time, it would just be the morning. Later on we could see a movie, go to a bar. I'll buy you lunch.' She pleaded. That was enough to persuade Joey.
'Wait, so all four of you are ditching us?' Ross asked. Joey and Phoebe looked guilty as Ross and Rachel stared at them. Phoebe had to think quick to get herself out of this one.
'Well. uh, I was thinking, seeing as Chandler and Monica are going to be spending some quality time together and me and Joey are spending quality time together, maybe you two should spend some quality time together.' She said, and while she was speaking she had another idea. The gang had noticed Ross and Rachel had seemed closer these last few weeks and if they had a weekend totally alone together then maybe, just maybe they would get back together. Phoebe smiled at the idea.
'Ok then' Rachel said, they seemed to have accepted it.
'Great!' Phoebe yelled excitedly.
Chandler and Monica slept well in to the day, curled up next to each other under the covers. Sunlight crept through the curtains and sprawled across the crisp sheets. Monica stirred slightly as a car alarm sounded outside but didn't wake. Chandler leaned up to look at his fiancé, her face lit up by the dim light and sighed as he realised how lucky he was, not only to have the most beautiful woman in the world to go out with him, let alone marry him, but also to have another chance to get her back. She didn't deserve to die the ways she had the past few days. She deserved to die an old lady, warm and cosy in her bed. With loads of children and grandchildren in a big house in the rural areas, having lived her life to the full and all her dreams accomplished. Not in a horrible ski lift accident, not in a crumpled car on the side of a mountain and not in the middle of a crowded New York street, the only one next to her as she left this world one of her best friends already dead and a apologetic truck driver.
'I love you so much sweetheart.' Chandler whispered and kissed her lightly on the cheek. Monica stirred again and opened her eyes.
'I love you too.' She said and leaned up to kiss him. He deepened the kiss and moved closer to each other, ready to prove to each other how much in love thy were.
'Come on Joey!' Phoebe sighed. He was taking forever. How long did it take to choose beer?
'I'll just be a minute Phoebes, calm down.' Joey said, his voice muffled from being inside the fridge at the off licence. Phoebe sighed again and looked around the shop. She was quite pleased with herself for getting Joey through this much of the day without anything happening. Still, he wasn't safe until quarter past three. She found the clock hanging on the wall above the counter. Half past two. Almost there.
'How can I help you?' The woman at the till said as Joey finally picked out his beer.
'Just these thanks.' Phoebe said. She was in a rush to get Joey home safe. She had a bad feeling creeping over her. And she didn't like the way the men outside her looking at the shop. She started drumming her fingers nervously on the counter top as they walked inside. Her heart was racing. The next few seconds seemed to drag out forever. The five men pulled balaclavas over their heads and guns out of their pockets as they advanced towards the counter.
'Everybody down!' The largest man yelled, waving his gun to emphasise that he was in control. Without warning the gun went off and everybody ducked. The bullet hit Joey in the stomach and he bent over, blood started to leak out on to his shirt.
'Mmm, do you want a drink baby?' Monica asked. Chandler shook his head tiredly as he pulled his pants up. Monica blew him a kiss and walked out into the kitchen. Chandler pulled a shirt over his head and followed her.
'Glad you stayed home now?' He asked. Monica gave him a big smile and nodded. She pulled a bottle of yellow liquid out of the fridge and poured herself a glass. Chandler sat down at the kitchen table to watch her. He loved watching her, no matter what she was doing. He looked at the clock. Half past two. Almost there. Another forty five minutes and they would be safe. His thoughts were interrupted when Monica started to make chocking sounds. Chandler rushed over to her as the glass slid out of her hand and smashed in to thousands of pieces on the floor. He held her in his arms as she continued to choke. She looked in horror at the bottle she had just poured from, so did Chandler and he immediately noticed Monica mistake. 'Floor Cleaner' was written in faded black letters under the bigger label stating that it was lemonade.
'Oh God.' Chandler said. He couldn't believe it. Not again. He picked her up off the floor, picked up the bottle and carried her downstairs to the car.
Half an hour later Chandler was sitting in the waiting room. He held his head in his hands and held back the tears that were inevitable to come.
'Mr Bing?' The doctor said as he came out of Monicas hospital room. Chandler stood up and waited for the news of Monicas condition.
'Is she going to be alright?' He asked. He felt he didn't need to though. It was almost three and that meant that there was only quarter of an hour until Monica would die. He had failed again.
'Her condition is quite serious. That was a strong disinfectant that she drank and it burnt the inside of her throat and her stomach lining. She's on a respirator right now but her condition is still unstable. We've pumped her stomach and she's under constant supervision. There's nothing else we can do for now except wait. You can see her now.' He said and led Chandler in to the room.
His heart leapt to his throat as he saw his fiancé laying on the hospital bed. Her beautiful dark hair was spread over the white sheets and her skin was a deathly pale white. She was hooked up to the respirator and a few other machines that were all beeping with lines on. He sat down next to her bed and held on to her hand.
Phoebe cling on to Joey's hand as if it were the only thing keeping her on the earth. She couldn't believe it was going to happen again, that she had failed. It was three o'clock, that meant that there was only quarter of an hour until Joey died and they would have to start all over again. She was only glad that they had gotten to the hospital so quickly. When Joey had been shot the four other men had run off scared and the other man was left standing there. Phoebe thought they didn't actually know what they were actually doing, and were just amateurs. The police had turned up a few minutes later with an ambulance and Joey was rushed to the hospital.
Now he was unconscious and hooked up to machines that were keeping him alive. The doctors had done all they could and now it was up to fate. Phoebe sighed. She knew what fate had in store for Joey.
Chandler looked up at Monica again. He had been crying in to her shoulder, wishing that he could have her back, that he could find a way to stop her from dieing. He held on to her hand and sighed. He knew he had to say goodbye again. As he bent down to kiss her hand he noticed the time on his watch. Half past three. Half past three! She was still alive and it was past quarter past three. He had done it!
Phoebe looked at the time. Half past three. She looked back down at Joey, his face was deathly pale and the beeps on the machines were so faint she was sure that he was gone. It was past time anyway. She looked at his face and let out a gasp as his eyes fluttered open.
'You guys! What happened?' Rachel yelled at Chandler and Phoebe. It was seven o'clock that night and Ross and Rachel had only just returned from the ski cabin.
'Are they alright? We came as soon as we got your message.' Ross added. Chandler smiled.
'Doctors say they're going to be fine. Monica's sleeping right now but she's allowed home on Monday. She'll be ok but her throats going to hurt for a while.' Chandler told them.
'And they said Joey's condition is now stable. He's gone back into theatre right now but he'll be fine. They need to keep him in hospital for a while though.' Phoebe added. 'Chandler can I talk to you for a moment?' Phoebe said, gesturing over to a quiet hallway. Chandler nodded and followed her over there.
'Do you think that's it now?' He asked her as soon as they were out of earshot. Phoebe looked at him.
'We'll see.'
Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep
Chandler looked over at the alarm clock and smiled. 7:30. he had fixed the clock the second he got home with Monica, after making her comfortable of course. He reached over and switched it off. He leant over and gave Monica a kiss on the cheek. She opened her eyes and kissed back.
'Do you have to go to work today sweety?' She croaked. It was Tuesday by now after all. Chandler shook his head.
'Nah, I think I'll stay with you today.' He said and smiled. He could finally get on with his life again.
Well that's it. What did you think? Please leave a review to tell me. If I made any small mistakes I apologise and if you tell me what they are I'll correct them. Thankyou all for reading.
Love Vixie XXxxXX
'You're reliving this day over and over too?' She asked. Chandler looked at her.
'Too? You mean. y-your what? You know what's happening?' Chandler stuttered. It was one thing to be living this day over and over but it was something else to know someone else was doing it too.
'Yeah, it started a couple of 'days' ago.' She said calmly, finger-quoting the days.
'Do you know why?'
'Um, yeah, I think so. It happened a while ago to me. You see.'
'It's happened before? How do you stop it?' Chandler said, interrupting her and rushing over to the couch where she was standing.
'Well I was just telling you. Listen!' Chandler nodded and sat down. 'It was about 2 years ago when you and Joey had that fight over whether or not 'Shutterspeed' was going to be a success. And then you and Monica went to Vegas and something went wrong. I don't know what it was because I stayed home with Ross and Rachel. Then I woke up the next day and everything was exactly the same.'
'Ok. Uh. why? Why did everything repeat itself?'
'I'm not exactly sure about that part but my psychic said that it was an unbalance in the universe that made time loop around so that someone could fix it. The person who relives the day over and over is the only person in the universe that can stop the unbalance and make everything right again.'
'Wow.' Chandler said amazed.
'Yeah, makes you feel kind of special doesn't it?' Phoebe said. Chandler nodded. This was all too much to take in. it was too weird
'Wait. You said that the universe chooses one person to right it, there's two of us.' Chandler said. 'So what does that mean?' Phoebe shrugged.
'That there are two things that need to be fixed?'
'Ok. so how do we fix them?' Chandler asked. Phoebe shrugged again.
'Well first of all we need to find out what needs to be fixed. What happened the last few days that maybe shouldn't have happened?' Phoebe said. Chandler stared at her, not believing that he had just asked that question.
'Uh, HELLO?' He yelled, gesturing with his hands. 'One little thing that happened that last few days that definatly shouldn't have happened, you don't think it could possibly be Monica and Joey DIEING do you?'
'Could be.'
'Well, how do we stop them from dieing? I've tried it twice!'
'Well, you're obviously no good at it then. Listen, I think it might be easier if you keep Monica safe and I keep Joey safe.'
'So, What? If we keep them alive past quarter past three then they'll stay alive and we can get back to normal?'
'Suppose so.' That was good enough for Chandler. all he wanted was for things to go back to normal. To have Monica by his side and Joey across the hall and to be happy again.
Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep
Chandler looked over at the alarm clock and sighed. 7:38. the clock was getting a minute faster every day, he thought. He would have to have that fixed. He leaned over to kiss Monica who opened her eyes and kissed back. He snuggled back down in the covers and tried to get them both back to sleep. No such luck.
'Chandler baby, wake up.' Monica said groggily. Chandler mumbled something incomprehensible and snuggled down deeper, taking Monica with him. She started giggling. 'Chandler, come on, we cant stay here all day. I said I'd go skiing with the girls and we were going to get everyone to come.'
'Nah, I have a better idea. Why don't we just stay here? We'll have the whole place to ourselves the whole weekend. No friends barging in, no Phoebe popping up and the most inconvenient moments, just me and you.' He said in a husky voice. Monica giggled and kissed him deeply.
'Come on baby, we've been working so hard these last few months, now might be the last time we get some time off for a while.' Monica said, her dark hair fanning over the crisp white sheets. Chandler pulled a face that was in mock offence.
'You don't want to spend time with me?' He said in a simpering voice. Monica suppressed a giggle and sighed.
'You know I want to spend time with you, it's just I want to spend time with Phoebe and Rachel too. I don't get to hang out with them as much now and so time I spend with them is special. Every single second I spend with you is special to me so I thought you wouldn't mind it if we spent a few of those precious moments in the company of our friends who we should really have more precious moments with but don't.'
'Wow that was a very convincing 'no'' Chandler said. His mind was whirring. He had to keep Monica safe and secure. 'They said on the news that there'd be bad weather this weekend. Maybe it would be better if we stayed home.' He said and started nibbling on her ear. 'Stay in bed. Do whatever we want.' He looked at her hopefully. She smiled and kissed Chandler as they completely disappeared under the covers and Chandler won the first disagreement with Monica in their whole relationship. And most probably the last as well.
Out in the kitchen Phoebe was having a harder time convincing Joey to stay home.
'But Phoebes I wanna go skiing!' Joey was moaning. Rachel was making the coffee and Ross was looking distastefully at Monica and Chandlers room where it was evident what was going on.
'So I take it they aren't joining us?' Ross said. Rachel tried to distract him with breakfast.
'Come on, their happy together, and he is marrying her soon.' Phoebe tried to reason. She didn't want anyone to try and convince Monica to come with them. Anyway he had it easy, she had to sleep in the room next to them. 'Joey, please help me find a bridesmaid dress that Monica would approve of.' She said in a simpering voice.
'At least you get to choose your dress. Monica chooses mine.' Rachel said.
'Do you know how hard it is to find a dress that Monica likes?' Phoebe moaned.
'Well in that case I'm definatly not going.' Joey said and went back to eating his cereal. Phoebe sighed. She hadn't guessed it would be hard at all to distract Joey. She wasn't even sure how she would keep him out of danger. She just felt that keeping him away from skiing would help.
'Please Joey. It wouldn't be the whole time, it would just be the morning. Later on we could see a movie, go to a bar. I'll buy you lunch.' She pleaded. That was enough to persuade Joey.
'Wait, so all four of you are ditching us?' Ross asked. Joey and Phoebe looked guilty as Ross and Rachel stared at them. Phoebe had to think quick to get herself out of this one.
'Well. uh, I was thinking, seeing as Chandler and Monica are going to be spending some quality time together and me and Joey are spending quality time together, maybe you two should spend some quality time together.' She said, and while she was speaking she had another idea. The gang had noticed Ross and Rachel had seemed closer these last few weeks and if they had a weekend totally alone together then maybe, just maybe they would get back together. Phoebe smiled at the idea.
'Ok then' Rachel said, they seemed to have accepted it.
'Great!' Phoebe yelled excitedly.
Chandler and Monica slept well in to the day, curled up next to each other under the covers. Sunlight crept through the curtains and sprawled across the crisp sheets. Monica stirred slightly as a car alarm sounded outside but didn't wake. Chandler leaned up to look at his fiancé, her face lit up by the dim light and sighed as he realised how lucky he was, not only to have the most beautiful woman in the world to go out with him, let alone marry him, but also to have another chance to get her back. She didn't deserve to die the ways she had the past few days. She deserved to die an old lady, warm and cosy in her bed. With loads of children and grandchildren in a big house in the rural areas, having lived her life to the full and all her dreams accomplished. Not in a horrible ski lift accident, not in a crumpled car on the side of a mountain and not in the middle of a crowded New York street, the only one next to her as she left this world one of her best friends already dead and a apologetic truck driver.
'I love you so much sweetheart.' Chandler whispered and kissed her lightly on the cheek. Monica stirred again and opened her eyes.
'I love you too.' She said and leaned up to kiss him. He deepened the kiss and moved closer to each other, ready to prove to each other how much in love thy were.
'Come on Joey!' Phoebe sighed. He was taking forever. How long did it take to choose beer?
'I'll just be a minute Phoebes, calm down.' Joey said, his voice muffled from being inside the fridge at the off licence. Phoebe sighed again and looked around the shop. She was quite pleased with herself for getting Joey through this much of the day without anything happening. Still, he wasn't safe until quarter past three. She found the clock hanging on the wall above the counter. Half past two. Almost there.
'How can I help you?' The woman at the till said as Joey finally picked out his beer.
'Just these thanks.' Phoebe said. She was in a rush to get Joey home safe. She had a bad feeling creeping over her. And she didn't like the way the men outside her looking at the shop. She started drumming her fingers nervously on the counter top as they walked inside. Her heart was racing. The next few seconds seemed to drag out forever. The five men pulled balaclavas over their heads and guns out of their pockets as they advanced towards the counter.
'Everybody down!' The largest man yelled, waving his gun to emphasise that he was in control. Without warning the gun went off and everybody ducked. The bullet hit Joey in the stomach and he bent over, blood started to leak out on to his shirt.
'Mmm, do you want a drink baby?' Monica asked. Chandler shook his head tiredly as he pulled his pants up. Monica blew him a kiss and walked out into the kitchen. Chandler pulled a shirt over his head and followed her.
'Glad you stayed home now?' He asked. Monica gave him a big smile and nodded. She pulled a bottle of yellow liquid out of the fridge and poured herself a glass. Chandler sat down at the kitchen table to watch her. He loved watching her, no matter what she was doing. He looked at the clock. Half past two. Almost there. Another forty five minutes and they would be safe. His thoughts were interrupted when Monica started to make chocking sounds. Chandler rushed over to her as the glass slid out of her hand and smashed in to thousands of pieces on the floor. He held her in his arms as she continued to choke. She looked in horror at the bottle she had just poured from, so did Chandler and he immediately noticed Monica mistake. 'Floor Cleaner' was written in faded black letters under the bigger label stating that it was lemonade.
'Oh God.' Chandler said. He couldn't believe it. Not again. He picked her up off the floor, picked up the bottle and carried her downstairs to the car.
Half an hour later Chandler was sitting in the waiting room. He held his head in his hands and held back the tears that were inevitable to come.
'Mr Bing?' The doctor said as he came out of Monicas hospital room. Chandler stood up and waited for the news of Monicas condition.
'Is she going to be alright?' He asked. He felt he didn't need to though. It was almost three and that meant that there was only quarter of an hour until Monica would die. He had failed again.
'Her condition is quite serious. That was a strong disinfectant that she drank and it burnt the inside of her throat and her stomach lining. She's on a respirator right now but her condition is still unstable. We've pumped her stomach and she's under constant supervision. There's nothing else we can do for now except wait. You can see her now.' He said and led Chandler in to the room.
His heart leapt to his throat as he saw his fiancé laying on the hospital bed. Her beautiful dark hair was spread over the white sheets and her skin was a deathly pale white. She was hooked up to the respirator and a few other machines that were all beeping with lines on. He sat down next to her bed and held on to her hand.
Phoebe cling on to Joey's hand as if it were the only thing keeping her on the earth. She couldn't believe it was going to happen again, that she had failed. It was three o'clock, that meant that there was only quarter of an hour until Joey died and they would have to start all over again. She was only glad that they had gotten to the hospital so quickly. When Joey had been shot the four other men had run off scared and the other man was left standing there. Phoebe thought they didn't actually know what they were actually doing, and were just amateurs. The police had turned up a few minutes later with an ambulance and Joey was rushed to the hospital.
Now he was unconscious and hooked up to machines that were keeping him alive. The doctors had done all they could and now it was up to fate. Phoebe sighed. She knew what fate had in store for Joey.
Chandler looked up at Monica again. He had been crying in to her shoulder, wishing that he could have her back, that he could find a way to stop her from dieing. He held on to her hand and sighed. He knew he had to say goodbye again. As he bent down to kiss her hand he noticed the time on his watch. Half past three. Half past three! She was still alive and it was past quarter past three. He had done it!
Phoebe looked at the time. Half past three. She looked back down at Joey, his face was deathly pale and the beeps on the machines were so faint she was sure that he was gone. It was past time anyway. She looked at his face and let out a gasp as his eyes fluttered open.
'You guys! What happened?' Rachel yelled at Chandler and Phoebe. It was seven o'clock that night and Ross and Rachel had only just returned from the ski cabin.
'Are they alright? We came as soon as we got your message.' Ross added. Chandler smiled.
'Doctors say they're going to be fine. Monica's sleeping right now but she's allowed home on Monday. She'll be ok but her throats going to hurt for a while.' Chandler told them.
'And they said Joey's condition is now stable. He's gone back into theatre right now but he'll be fine. They need to keep him in hospital for a while though.' Phoebe added. 'Chandler can I talk to you for a moment?' Phoebe said, gesturing over to a quiet hallway. Chandler nodded and followed her over there.
'Do you think that's it now?' He asked her as soon as they were out of earshot. Phoebe looked at him.
'We'll see.'
Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep
Chandler looked over at the alarm clock and smiled. 7:30. he had fixed the clock the second he got home with Monica, after making her comfortable of course. He reached over and switched it off. He leant over and gave Monica a kiss on the cheek. She opened her eyes and kissed back.
'Do you have to go to work today sweety?' She croaked. It was Tuesday by now after all. Chandler shook his head.
'Nah, I think I'll stay with you today.' He said and smiled. He could finally get on with his life again.
Well that's it. What did you think? Please leave a review to tell me. If I made any small mistakes I apologise and if you tell me what they are I'll correct them. Thankyou all for reading.
Love Vixie XXxxXX