Ok, here's part 6 of my series. Umm…not much to say. Just know that things are awkward between Monica and Chandler because of their feelings for each other, and their kiss the night before. Ok read, review, and enjoy!
Disclaimer: I own nothing and no one associated with this story, except for maybe the ideas. Although, I bet those aren't original either.
The next day, Monica walked into Chandler's home cautiously. She was aware that things would most likely be strained between them for a while. In addition, she had begun to think of Chandler in a different light. She remembered the way he had smiled at her, his arms around her, and his tender kiss.
"If only the circumstances were different," Monica thought sadly as she began her work in the kitchen. Monica exited the kitchen to find Chandler sitting in the dinning room, reading the newspaper.
"Excuse me umm…," she stuttered, not knowing how to act around him, "Mr. Bing?" She decided to play it safe and address him formally.
"Yes?" Chandler asked, without allowing his eyes to move from the paper in front of him.
"H…how would you like your eggs?"
"Scrambled, as usual. You know, you don't have to ask, it's always the same."
"Yeah I know," Monica looked away sheepishly, "I just wanted to make sure."
"Uh-huh."
Monica was shocked that he had retuned to acting cold towards her. He had been so sweet and funny the night before. Now, he wouldn't even look at her. She was incredibly confused by his behavior. She really liked the Chandler she saw last night, but this other Chandler that came out when she was working, caused her much irritation and pain. She wanted to see the Chandler that she saw before—the one whom she felt herself falling in love with.
"Are they really the same person?" Monica wondered while cooking. "It figures with my luck," she complained bitterly, "I fall in love with all the nasty ones."
Chandler walked towards the kitchen slowly, making sure to hide himself from Monica's view. He noticed how she looked deep in thought.
"Probably because of me," he decided, but then disagreed, "Don't flatter yourself, Bing."
Her loved to watch her working with such dedication in her facial features, trying to finish her task perfectly. She worked quickly, but carefully, her eyes never leaving the task in front of her. He wished that he didn't have to go to being unkind towards her, but he couldn't let her break down the barrier he had created between himself and relationships. Chandler had almost let her in last night, and he hated himself for it. He couldn't handle another broken heart and he believed that was all that ever came from love. Finally, he ceased to watch her, due to an overwhelming desire to hold her close to him. Reluctantly, he forced himself to retake his seat at the dinning room table and tried his hardest to focus the newspaper. However, the only thing he could think about was Monica.
Monica retuned home from work that night, and plopped down on the sofa in her living room.
"Hard day?" Rachel wondered as she exited from her room.
"Not hard," Monica answered, "Just strange."
"How so?"
"Well," Monica began, not wanting to tell Rachel her story, but feeling it was too bizarre to keep to herself, "Last night, Chandler I had a good time. He was really sweet and funny, unlike I thought he was before then."
"So?"
"Well, today…he went back to treating me like I barely existed."
"Maybe it's because you're working for him then, but at the party, you were actually his date," Rachel suggested.
Monica thought about it for a moment, but then shook her head. "No, it can't be. He and his butler are extremely close—like best friends."
Rachel shrugged, "Beats me. That's one strange guy."
"You're telling me." Monica then paused for a moment, deep in thought. "Maybe I should begin looking for another job. I mean, I make him feel so awkward. He shouldn't have to feel that way in his own home."
Rachel nodded her head in agreement, "If you think that will help him."
"Yeah," Monica agreed sadly, "I think it will."
Monica decided that it would be best if she found a new job before resigning from her job with Chandler. After a week of intense searching, she found a job working for a small, unkempt diner. Though not thrilled at the prospect of working in a filthy, old diner, she knew that it would be better than staying with Chandler. She just couldn't handle the fact that Chandler began treating her so horribly again. Her suspicions of the undignified behavior of men were only magnified by Chandler's actions.
Once Monica found a job, she decided it was time to tell Chandler. A few nights later, while getting ready to leave, she saw that Chandler was in his office working. She decided that it was the perfect time to tell him.
Timidly, she knocked on Chandler's door, which was slightly opened.
"Can I help you?" Chandler asked, seemingly busy.
Working up the courage, Monica informed him, "I'm sorry to bother you sir, but I have a matter to discuss with you."
"Ok, come in," Chandler relented, as he took off his glasses and turned his chair towards the door.
Monica inched in slowly, "Umm…I've decided that it's best I find a new job."
Chandler looked up at her shocked, "What? Why?"
"Well, I only took this job as a sort of temp job and now things have become so awkward between us, and I can't help but think it's me."
"No, it's not you, I swear!"
"I think that it is. You obviously don't like me, so what's the use in staying here? I mean it's not like there's any chance for promotion or anything."
"But I want you to stay!" he replied, determined not to let her walk out of his life.
"What?"
"Please stay."
"Why?"
"Because," Chandler searched for a plausible excuse, "I love your food."
"Yeah?" Monica asked cynically, "Then why have you never told me that?"
"Well," Chandler hesitated, "I've just been…"
"Busy," Monica cut off angrily, "I know."
"No, please Monica, don't leave!"
"Why not? I don't get you!" Monica screamed, losing control, "You act as if you can't stand me! Why would you want me to stay!? It's not like it's hard to find someone to agree to work for you!"
"Because you're the best cook I've ever had."
"Oh come off it!" Monica said, turning around to exit his office.
"Don't leave Monica!"
"Give me one good reason!" she demanded.
Losing control of his words he blurted out, "Because I love you!"
Ok there's chapter 6. I hope it's still interesting. Oooh…this is sorta like the turning point? No not really, I don't think, actually. More like the beginning of it. Who knows? Ok, please review so I know people still like it—it's inspiring to know that u do. Thanks!:)