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Chapter 2: Wake Up
*- Here is part two. Thanks for the two reviews I got :p I know that's not much at all, but I figured out that maybe more people read it but just didn't review and it. And if no one reads it, this fanfic being here won't bug anyone, so I'll just keep writing. Keep in mind though, that even if I will keep writing inspite of the reviews (unless I get none), it doesn't mean I wouldn't like you to review, so review after you are done... :)
As to the review concerning my confusing past/present sentences, all I have to say is that I'm doing my best to make as much sense as possible. I am not from an English-speaking country, and I suppose you wonder that if it's not like that, why do I write in English? But it's for 3 reasons. First, I would like to think I know enough English to at least make this understandable, even if it's not written in the best way ever, second, no one would read fanfics in spanish, and third, Friends in spanish sucks! :p
Disclaimer: Same as last fic.
Now, this was a long "introduction", so I'll finish this here because you actually clicked to read the fanfic, not me talking. I hope you enjoy this one :) -*
"Ok" Ross said, while holding the phone next to his ear "Yeah, sure, sounds great, meet ya there then."
"Why do we have to see him again?" Monica complained to Rachel, while Ross was still talking to Chandler on the phone.
"Because he was his friend at college and Ross probably wants to keep in touch with him"
"But why do I have to be there?"
"Because you are his sister and you are in his group of friends, Monica."
Monica sighed "But why--"
"Mon, you realize you are being a baby, right?" Rachel asked, getting really annoyed "I understand you don't like the guy, but it's not like you will be alone with him, you can talk to me and Ross, or talk to him too, but not all the time"
"Fine, fine" Monica said, knowing there was no way Rachel would agree with her.
"Alright" Ross said, after he had gotten off the phone "We are meeting tomorrow night at Cuko's"
"Oh, that restaurant is awesome!" Rachel said "But also very expensive"
"Yeah, I told that to him, but he said he knew someone who worked there who was very important to the restaurant, so we will probably get a discount or something"
"Sounds great, doesn't it Mon?"
"Oh, yeah, excellent." Monica replied, no real entuthiasm showing on her voice.
"Don't you like Chandler?" Ross asked, suddenly realizing that everytime they talked about him, Monica didn't seem too happy.
"No, no, it's not that" Monica lied, he didn't want to screw her brother's excitment "I'm just tired" she added with a fake yawn.
"Tired? It's 3 in the afternoon"
"I... didn't have much sleep last night"
"Oh, ok" Ross said, not believing her completely "Well, we meet there at 7, ok?"
"Ok, Ross, we'll be there" Rachel said.
--
The next day passed by rather quickly, and Monica only wished the night would pass by as fast. She put on a fancy dress, since it was supposed to be a fancy - and let's not forget expensive - restaurant. Her dress was red and long, matched with some high heels. When she walked out of her bedroom, she found Rachel waiting for her.
"Who are you dressing up for?" Rachel teased.
"Is this too much?"
"No, it's ok, but it's very sexy... Mon, you are not trying to seduce Chandler or something, right?"
"What?! Of course I'm not! Why would I like that asshole to look at me that way?"
"Maybe because that way you would show him what it feels like to want something and not being able to have it"
Monica wondered if subconciously she was actually doing it with that purpose, but then decided it was impossible "No, Rach, I'm not, really"
"Ok, ok" she looked at her watch "It's time to go if we don't want to be late"
--
"Chandler Bing's table?" Rachel asked the waiter who was at the front door of the restaurant.
"Right there, miss" he replied, poiting at the table where Ross and Chandler were already sitting.
"Thank you" she said as she walked towards the table, Monica following close behind.
"Hey!" Rachel greeted.
"Hey, it was about time" Ross said.
"Yeah, New York's traffic fault" Monica explained as she took a seat next to Ross. Chandler noticed this and shook his head.
"How are you, Chandler?" Rachel asked as she sat down next to him.
"Good, good. You?"
"Good too, thank you"
"Well, what are we going to eat here?" Ross asked as he started checking the menu.
"I would like a salad and a glass of water" Monica said.
"Come on, this place has great food, don't eat just a salad!" Chandler said.
"Yeah, Mon" her brother continued "It has amazing food, you won't regret eating something more than just tomatoes and lettuce"
"I'm not that hungry" she explained.
"Well, I'll enjoy it for you" Chandler said and smiled. Monica just faked one.
--
Two hours passed and they were still talking and laughing.
"Chandler!" a blond woman, who looked older than Chandler, said as she walked over to him.
"H-hi" Chandler said as he stood up.
"How odd to see you here!" the woman said as she hugged him tightly.
"Yeah, what are you doing here?"
"Just enjoying some of my free time, I'm so glad I found you here, I've been calling you but you haven't returned my calls"
"Yeah, I-I've been busy" he said nervously.
"Well, look, tomorrow is our last chance to meet, so, if you are interested, here's where to find me" the woman said as she handed him a paper with a phone number and then left. Chandler sighed in relief.
"What a place to find her, huh?" Ross asked.
"I know"
Monica exchanged looks with Rachel. 'Who was that woman?' Monica asked herself, feeling a little hint of jealousy.
--
On the way home, they took two different cabs - Ross and Monica were in one while Chandler and Rachel were in another one.
"So" Rachel said "I know it's none of my business, but who was that woman at the restaurant? Some old flame?"
Chandler laughed "No, that was my mom"
Rachel couldn't believe it "Your mom? She doesn't look old enough to be your mom! What's with the mystery anyway? I mean, not returning the calls and everything"
"We... we don't have a very good mother-son relationship... Things haven't been good between us because we never have much time to talk" he explained "As you could see, she is leaving again tomorrow, and that's how it has been for as long as I can remember - always travelling, never having time for her own child"
"Why does she travel so much? What does she do?"
"I'm surprised you didn't recognize her at first" he said "She's a e-novel writter"
Rachel frowned "That's so weird, I've read a few books from a Nora Tyler Bing... same last name"
"That's her"
"What?! I just saw one of the best erotica writers and I didn't even realize?"
Chandler laughed "I didn't know that side of you"
Rachel blushed and decided to change the subject "How are you with woman?"
"What do you mean?"
"Like, do you go out with a lot of them? Are you good at relationships?"
"No, to both of them. I am not the kind of guy who goes out with a new girl every night, more because they don't want to" he joked, but Rachel knew there was a hint of truth there "And I suck at relationships. My parents got divorced when I was a little kid, and apparently that made me afraid of anything related to commitment, so whenever a relationship is getting serious, I run out of it... In other words, I've never lasted more than 2 months in one"
"Do you think that will change?"
"I hope so. I want to get married and have children some day, it's just that the thought of it scares me right now. Why do you ask?"
"No special reason, I was just wondering" she said, then added "Well, this is where I live" she said pointing at her building.
"Right" Chandler said.
"I had fun tonight, Chandler"
"I did too, actually"
"I wish Monica would see how much fun it is to be with you" she added, not sure if it was ok for her to mention it.
"Believe me, I wish so too"
"Bye" she said and smiled as she got off the cab and into the building.
"Bye"
--
Rachel opened the door to her and Monica's apartment and found Monica sitting on the couch.
"Hi" she said.
Monica turned around "Hi. How was the cab ride?"
"It was fun. You know, Chandler is an amazing guy"
Monica laughed "Yeah, amazing guy who goes out with a girl and never calls her back. Such an amazing guy" she said sarcastically.
"You are talking about the one at the restaurant?"
"Yeah"
"Well, I've got news for you. That was his mom"
"What?!"
"Yup, Nora Tyler Bing"
"As in the writer?" Monica asked shocked.
"Exactly"
"How do you know it was her?"
"Because I asked him and he told me"
"And you believed him?"
"Monica, stop it! He is a great guy, really, the few minutes we spent in the cab were great, we had so much fun, he rea--"
"Then why don't you date him?"
"First, because he is not *my* type, and second, because you would get all jealous" she smiled.
"What? Me? Jealous? Please!"
"Oh, come on, like I didn't see your face when this woman walked over to him and started talking to him"
"I wasn't jealous!"
"Yes you were, admit it!"
"I was not!" she replied stubbornly.
"Ugh, Monica, wake up!"
Monica looked confused "I *am* awake"
"No, wake up, realize that he is not a bad guy, that he changed over the years, he isn't the same guy he was years ago, he grew up!"
"What if I don't want to believe that?" she challenged.
"Of course you wouldn't want to"
"What's that suppose to mean?"
"With all respect, Mon, but it's obvious that you are going for the easy way out. It's obvious you are attracted to him, just like it's obvious he is attracted to you"
"I'm not and he is not!"
"Let me finish first. You don't want to go into a relationship with him, or anything like that, because you are afraid"
"Afraid of what, may I ask?" she was now mad, not mad at Rachel for what she was saying, she knew she was just trying to help her, but she was mad because she knew she was right.
"Afraid of getting hurt, just like you did back then. You think that because he said something years ago that hurt you, he will hurt you again. And you think that if many other people were able to hurt you, if he did it once, he would do it again and it would be worse.
"But you have to take risks, Monica. If you like this guy, go for it. Again, you don't have to let him be the most important person in your life right away, maybe he doesn't even need to be your boyfriend, but he could be a friend to you, and a very good one"
"But I don't like him! I don't think he is great at all!"
"Come on, Monica, who are you kidding? You even told me yourself the other night how you knew I was right about him being changed. Not everything in this life is a fairy tale, of course you will cry over someone, of course you will, at some point, get hurt for some reason, on purpose or not, but that's what life is about.
"You can't expect everything to be perfect, everything will have its ups and downs, you can't like something only for its ups, you have to take both parts"
"I-I..." Monica started, but she didn't have anything to say really.
"But you know what? Fine, if you don't like him, don't, it's your choice, but go and tell him exactly how you feel and let him know right away if there's any chance for him, because I know he wants to be part of your life, or at least get along with you, and it's just mean not to tell him you don't want him there and leave him waiting"
"Fine, that's what I'll do" Monica agreed, knowing her friend was right. Maybe he had been mean back then, maybe he had hurt her, but he deserved to know the truth. She was mature enough not to be mean to him just because he had, so he deserved to know what she wanted.
You like snow but only if it's warm
You like rain but only if it's dry
No sentimental value to the rose that fell on your floor
No fundamental excuse for the granted I'm taken for
'Cause it's easy not to
So much easier not to
And what goes around never comes around to you
You like pain but only if it doesn't hurt too much
And you sit...and you wait...to receive
There's an abvious attraction
To the path of least resistance in your life
There's an obvious aversion no amount of my insistance
Could make you try tonight
'Cause it's easy not to
So much easier not to
And what goes around never comes around to you
To you to you to you to you to you...
There's no love no money no thrill anymore
There's an apprehensive naked little trembling boy
With his head in his hands
There's an underestimated and impatient little girl
Raising her hand
But it's easy not to
So much easier not to
And what goes around never comes around to you
To you, to you
get up get up get up off of it
get up get up get up off of it
get out get outta here enough already
get up get up get up off of it
wake up
Wake Up, © Alanis Morissette.
To Be Continued...
Ok, that's it for part two. I hope you guys liked it and that it is at least a little bit interesting. Please review and let me know what you think.
Chapter 2: Wake Up
*- Here is part two. Thanks for the two reviews I got :p I know that's not much at all, but I figured out that maybe more people read it but just didn't review and it. And if no one reads it, this fanfic being here won't bug anyone, so I'll just keep writing. Keep in mind though, that even if I will keep writing inspite of the reviews (unless I get none), it doesn't mean I wouldn't like you to review, so review after you are done... :)
As to the review concerning my confusing past/present sentences, all I have to say is that I'm doing my best to make as much sense as possible. I am not from an English-speaking country, and I suppose you wonder that if it's not like that, why do I write in English? But it's for 3 reasons. First, I would like to think I know enough English to at least make this understandable, even if it's not written in the best way ever, second, no one would read fanfics in spanish, and third, Friends in spanish sucks! :p
Disclaimer: Same as last fic.
Now, this was a long "introduction", so I'll finish this here because you actually clicked to read the fanfic, not me talking. I hope you enjoy this one :) -*
"Ok" Ross said, while holding the phone next to his ear "Yeah, sure, sounds great, meet ya there then."
"Why do we have to see him again?" Monica complained to Rachel, while Ross was still talking to Chandler on the phone.
"Because he was his friend at college and Ross probably wants to keep in touch with him"
"But why do I have to be there?"
"Because you are his sister and you are in his group of friends, Monica."
Monica sighed "But why--"
"Mon, you realize you are being a baby, right?" Rachel asked, getting really annoyed "I understand you don't like the guy, but it's not like you will be alone with him, you can talk to me and Ross, or talk to him too, but not all the time"
"Fine, fine" Monica said, knowing there was no way Rachel would agree with her.
"Alright" Ross said, after he had gotten off the phone "We are meeting tomorrow night at Cuko's"
"Oh, that restaurant is awesome!" Rachel said "But also very expensive"
"Yeah, I told that to him, but he said he knew someone who worked there who was very important to the restaurant, so we will probably get a discount or something"
"Sounds great, doesn't it Mon?"
"Oh, yeah, excellent." Monica replied, no real entuthiasm showing on her voice.
"Don't you like Chandler?" Ross asked, suddenly realizing that everytime they talked about him, Monica didn't seem too happy.
"No, no, it's not that" Monica lied, he didn't want to screw her brother's excitment "I'm just tired" she added with a fake yawn.
"Tired? It's 3 in the afternoon"
"I... didn't have much sleep last night"
"Oh, ok" Ross said, not believing her completely "Well, we meet there at 7, ok?"
"Ok, Ross, we'll be there" Rachel said.
--
The next day passed by rather quickly, and Monica only wished the night would pass by as fast. She put on a fancy dress, since it was supposed to be a fancy - and let's not forget expensive - restaurant. Her dress was red and long, matched with some high heels. When she walked out of her bedroom, she found Rachel waiting for her.
"Who are you dressing up for?" Rachel teased.
"Is this too much?"
"No, it's ok, but it's very sexy... Mon, you are not trying to seduce Chandler or something, right?"
"What?! Of course I'm not! Why would I like that asshole to look at me that way?"
"Maybe because that way you would show him what it feels like to want something and not being able to have it"
Monica wondered if subconciously she was actually doing it with that purpose, but then decided it was impossible "No, Rach, I'm not, really"
"Ok, ok" she looked at her watch "It's time to go if we don't want to be late"
--
"Chandler Bing's table?" Rachel asked the waiter who was at the front door of the restaurant.
"Right there, miss" he replied, poiting at the table where Ross and Chandler were already sitting.
"Thank you" she said as she walked towards the table, Monica following close behind.
"Hey!" Rachel greeted.
"Hey, it was about time" Ross said.
"Yeah, New York's traffic fault" Monica explained as she took a seat next to Ross. Chandler noticed this and shook his head.
"How are you, Chandler?" Rachel asked as she sat down next to him.
"Good, good. You?"
"Good too, thank you"
"Well, what are we going to eat here?" Ross asked as he started checking the menu.
"I would like a salad and a glass of water" Monica said.
"Come on, this place has great food, don't eat just a salad!" Chandler said.
"Yeah, Mon" her brother continued "It has amazing food, you won't regret eating something more than just tomatoes and lettuce"
"I'm not that hungry" she explained.
"Well, I'll enjoy it for you" Chandler said and smiled. Monica just faked one.
--
Two hours passed and they were still talking and laughing.
"Chandler!" a blond woman, who looked older than Chandler, said as she walked over to him.
"H-hi" Chandler said as he stood up.
"How odd to see you here!" the woman said as she hugged him tightly.
"Yeah, what are you doing here?"
"Just enjoying some of my free time, I'm so glad I found you here, I've been calling you but you haven't returned my calls"
"Yeah, I-I've been busy" he said nervously.
"Well, look, tomorrow is our last chance to meet, so, if you are interested, here's where to find me" the woman said as she handed him a paper with a phone number and then left. Chandler sighed in relief.
"What a place to find her, huh?" Ross asked.
"I know"
Monica exchanged looks with Rachel. 'Who was that woman?' Monica asked herself, feeling a little hint of jealousy.
--
On the way home, they took two different cabs - Ross and Monica were in one while Chandler and Rachel were in another one.
"So" Rachel said "I know it's none of my business, but who was that woman at the restaurant? Some old flame?"
Chandler laughed "No, that was my mom"
Rachel couldn't believe it "Your mom? She doesn't look old enough to be your mom! What's with the mystery anyway? I mean, not returning the calls and everything"
"We... we don't have a very good mother-son relationship... Things haven't been good between us because we never have much time to talk" he explained "As you could see, she is leaving again tomorrow, and that's how it has been for as long as I can remember - always travelling, never having time for her own child"
"Why does she travel so much? What does she do?"
"I'm surprised you didn't recognize her at first" he said "She's a e-novel writter"
Rachel frowned "That's so weird, I've read a few books from a Nora Tyler Bing... same last name"
"That's her"
"What?! I just saw one of the best erotica writers and I didn't even realize?"
Chandler laughed "I didn't know that side of you"
Rachel blushed and decided to change the subject "How are you with woman?"
"What do you mean?"
"Like, do you go out with a lot of them? Are you good at relationships?"
"No, to both of them. I am not the kind of guy who goes out with a new girl every night, more because they don't want to" he joked, but Rachel knew there was a hint of truth there "And I suck at relationships. My parents got divorced when I was a little kid, and apparently that made me afraid of anything related to commitment, so whenever a relationship is getting serious, I run out of it... In other words, I've never lasted more than 2 months in one"
"Do you think that will change?"
"I hope so. I want to get married and have children some day, it's just that the thought of it scares me right now. Why do you ask?"
"No special reason, I was just wondering" she said, then added "Well, this is where I live" she said pointing at her building.
"Right" Chandler said.
"I had fun tonight, Chandler"
"I did too, actually"
"I wish Monica would see how much fun it is to be with you" she added, not sure if it was ok for her to mention it.
"Believe me, I wish so too"
"Bye" she said and smiled as she got off the cab and into the building.
"Bye"
--
Rachel opened the door to her and Monica's apartment and found Monica sitting on the couch.
"Hi" she said.
Monica turned around "Hi. How was the cab ride?"
"It was fun. You know, Chandler is an amazing guy"
Monica laughed "Yeah, amazing guy who goes out with a girl and never calls her back. Such an amazing guy" she said sarcastically.
"You are talking about the one at the restaurant?"
"Yeah"
"Well, I've got news for you. That was his mom"
"What?!"
"Yup, Nora Tyler Bing"
"As in the writer?" Monica asked shocked.
"Exactly"
"How do you know it was her?"
"Because I asked him and he told me"
"And you believed him?"
"Monica, stop it! He is a great guy, really, the few minutes we spent in the cab were great, we had so much fun, he rea--"
"Then why don't you date him?"
"First, because he is not *my* type, and second, because you would get all jealous" she smiled.
"What? Me? Jealous? Please!"
"Oh, come on, like I didn't see your face when this woman walked over to him and started talking to him"
"I wasn't jealous!"
"Yes you were, admit it!"
"I was not!" she replied stubbornly.
"Ugh, Monica, wake up!"
Monica looked confused "I *am* awake"
"No, wake up, realize that he is not a bad guy, that he changed over the years, he isn't the same guy he was years ago, he grew up!"
"What if I don't want to believe that?" she challenged.
"Of course you wouldn't want to"
"What's that suppose to mean?"
"With all respect, Mon, but it's obvious that you are going for the easy way out. It's obvious you are attracted to him, just like it's obvious he is attracted to you"
"I'm not and he is not!"
"Let me finish first. You don't want to go into a relationship with him, or anything like that, because you are afraid"
"Afraid of what, may I ask?" she was now mad, not mad at Rachel for what she was saying, she knew she was just trying to help her, but she was mad because she knew she was right.
"Afraid of getting hurt, just like you did back then. You think that because he said something years ago that hurt you, he will hurt you again. And you think that if many other people were able to hurt you, if he did it once, he would do it again and it would be worse.
"But you have to take risks, Monica. If you like this guy, go for it. Again, you don't have to let him be the most important person in your life right away, maybe he doesn't even need to be your boyfriend, but he could be a friend to you, and a very good one"
"But I don't like him! I don't think he is great at all!"
"Come on, Monica, who are you kidding? You even told me yourself the other night how you knew I was right about him being changed. Not everything in this life is a fairy tale, of course you will cry over someone, of course you will, at some point, get hurt for some reason, on purpose or not, but that's what life is about.
"You can't expect everything to be perfect, everything will have its ups and downs, you can't like something only for its ups, you have to take both parts"
"I-I..." Monica started, but she didn't have anything to say really.
"But you know what? Fine, if you don't like him, don't, it's your choice, but go and tell him exactly how you feel and let him know right away if there's any chance for him, because I know he wants to be part of your life, or at least get along with you, and it's just mean not to tell him you don't want him there and leave him waiting"
"Fine, that's what I'll do" Monica agreed, knowing her friend was right. Maybe he had been mean back then, maybe he had hurt her, but he deserved to know the truth. She was mature enough not to be mean to him just because he had, so he deserved to know what she wanted.
You like snow but only if it's warm
You like rain but only if it's dry
No sentimental value to the rose that fell on your floor
No fundamental excuse for the granted I'm taken for
'Cause it's easy not to
So much easier not to
And what goes around never comes around to you
You like pain but only if it doesn't hurt too much
And you sit...and you wait...to receive
There's an abvious attraction
To the path of least resistance in your life
There's an obvious aversion no amount of my insistance
Could make you try tonight
'Cause it's easy not to
So much easier not to
And what goes around never comes around to you
To you to you to you to you to you...
There's no love no money no thrill anymore
There's an apprehensive naked little trembling boy
With his head in his hands
There's an underestimated and impatient little girl
Raising her hand
But it's easy not to
So much easier not to
And what goes around never comes around to you
To you, to you
get up get up get up off of it
get up get up get up off of it
get out get outta here enough already
get up get up get up off of it
wake up
Wake Up, © Alanis Morissette.
To Be Continued...
Ok, that's it for part two. I hope you guys liked it and that it is at least a little bit interesting. Please review and let me know what you think.