Ok, hope you understand what's happened; there isn't really any twist, or
am I just throwing you off course so you will be shocked when there is one?
Who knows.Ok, so really I'm still contemplating how to end it so there may
or may not be, maybe the twist is whether there is a twist or
not..hmmmmmmm. Just one thing, if I do and you guess it please don't post
it in the review bit, just incase others don't realise, thanks.. Thanks for
all the nice reviews and please don't hate me.
She must have fallen asleep, because by the time she woke up it was nighttime. There's not much else you can do when you're just alone and waiting. Nothing had changed; she was still staring at those same white walls, thinking the same thoughts, and her face was still stained from the same tears. She remembered her dream, all that was in her mind were those happy times, she could remember how they'd met and how he'd proposed, so clearly, she didn't want to replace those memories with this. Everything had been so clear, exactly how it was, and that was all she had to hang on to now, now that everything would be like how it was. She'd never really believed anyone could ever really be as happy as she was, and now she realised that was true, it never really did happen because there was always something that would come along and smack you in your face, smack your whole body down to the ground and leave you there she thought bitterly. All she wanted was to go back to a few minutes before it happened, made him stay longer, made him go earlier, anything that would have stopped it from happening.
That same man, that had bought that dreaded news, came out of the room at the end of the corridor, the words still ringing through her head.
"Mrs Bing? You can come and see your husband now"
She was dreading this time ever since she'd had that phone call, ever since that doctor had come and spoken to her and told her that news, that 'they'd done everything they could' and now this was the moment, the moment the reality of it all would hit her.
She slowly walked into the room and saw him, his eyes closed and tubes stuck in his body. He was facing away from her, she knew he felt guilty, he never wanted to hurt her, but deep down she knew it wasn't his fault. He turned his face round to see her and smiled as much as he could. Monica tried to smile back hard as she could, she was shocked by the cuts and damage to his face, but she knew they wouldn't even compare to the scars inside. She wanted to cry but she had to be strong, she wanted him to know it would be ok. She silently walked over to him and held his hand and gently sat down next to him.
"Did they tell you?" he said, weakly
She looked at him and silently nodded, she feared if she said anything she would break down.
"I'm so sorry Monica, it's all my fault I should have been looking" Chandler said on the verge of breaking down "And now it's ruined everything we have"
"Chandler, please don't say that, it's that jerk driving his car like a maniac that did this, and I promise there still has to be a chance"
"Mon, you heard what they said, 'irreparable liver damage'" Chandler said, tears slowly forming in his eyes and rolling down the side of his face, stinging the wounds. He couldn't look at her seeing all the hurt in her eyes, he'd ruined everything for her, there was so much left he wanted to do for her and now he couldn't.
"There's still hope, there always is," she slowly said, no longer being able to hold back the tears.
They just sat there in silence looking at each other, just wanting time to stop right there and then for ever.
"Don't leave," he said, breaking the silence in the room. "I don't care what the doctors say I need you here the whole time"
"I promise baby, I want to stay too" she replied, she couldn't believe how sad he looked, he'd lost that spark in his eyes, and she didn't know what to say, he was the one that had the freak ability to cheer her up no matter what happened, and now it was happening to him there was no one around to hug her and say it would be ok, to reassure her that everything would work out for the best, when how could this possibly be the best?
"Don't forget me," Chandler said quietly.
"Honey, how could I forget you?" Monica shot back, almost sounding irritated by the assumption that she possibly could.
"I know but I want you to be happy, I want you to find someone else that can give you what I can't, you always wanted kids, and I know we were trying, but now.I can't" he said the last words so quietly as he broke down into tears, she almost didn't hear.
"Chandler, there's no one out there that could replace you, or what we had, what we have" she corrected herself, while she subconsciously put her hand on her stomach, she had wanted to tell him tonight, and now she didn't know if she could, it would kill him if he knew, she noted the irony in it all as she went over it all again in her head. What she'd be constantly thinking about while waiting all those painful hours in the corridor, it just made it all worse.
"But Mon, you need to have kids, you're meant to be a mum, a fantastic mum". She smiled at him, whatever it came down to he could still be the cutest guy on earth, still complement her with the sincerest honesty, like no one else ever could. She leant over and kissed him on the forehead wiping away the tears that ran down his cheeks, she knew she had to tell him.
"Chandler, there's something I've been meaning to tell you, I didn't know if I should, especially not now after everything that's happened, but I probably would regret it all my life if I didn't"
Chandler looked at her waiting for her to say it, hoping it would be to say everything had been some sick joke, that really he was fine and that he could go home tomorrow, or that they'd miraculously found a transplant, anything that would mean he could be with Monica for longer. When she opened her mouth though, he knew deep down that wasn't going to be the news.
"I..I'm pregnant" Monica said, looking down at the floor not wanting to see his reaction.
They had both been waiting for months for her to say that, and he sat up excitedly almost ripping the tubes out of him but right now that didn't matter to him, he grabbed her hand hard, making her look at him in the face.
"Monica, that's fant." Monica watched his face change from extreme happiness to extreme sadness, as the realisation dawned on him. He wouldn't be there for the birth, he wouldn't be there for their first word, he wouldn't take them out to the park and teach them to ride their bikes, he wouldn't be there to sneak them cookies when Monica wasn't looking, he wouldn't be there to argue with her over who they looked like the most, he wouldn't get to see them grow up, he wouldn't get to see them. It was that face that Monica had feared seeing, despite the pain he was in, despite the fact he would never see her again, it was this that caused the most pain. Chandler had broken down now completely, Monica could understand it; she felt his pain, without him needing to say anything.
"Tell them about me won't you?" he said
"Of course I will" She said, crying herself "I know you'll be there anyway"
"I don't know what happens to us after we die, but I promise as soon as I get to wherever we go, I'm coming straight back to be with you"
Monica just smiled through the tears, and bent over and kissed him softly on the lips. Chandler didn't want it to end, their tears both running down their cheeks and mixing together.
"Monica, can you pass me my keys, they're in the draw at the side," he said. Monica looked at him confused, but reached down and pulled out his keys from the draw and handed them to him. He took them and found what he was looking for. He took the key ring off the bunch of keys and handed it to her.
"My Dad gave me this" he said, "I always planned on giving it to my kids, it means a lot to me, its always been passed down through my family"
Monica looked at the key ring in her hand, it was a small silver watch on the end of a chain, it didn't even work any more, but Monica couldn't say anything back, she was so touched.
"If it's a boy, I'll call him Chandler" she said and smiled.
"No" He said "Call him Robert" Monica just smiled back at him, remembering what he had said when they'd first met.
"I Love you so much Chandler" Monica said.
"I love you too Monica" Chandler said looking into her eyes, if she looked closely she could still see that spark, hidden deep beneath the pain.
They sat looking at each other in silence, the only sound being the rain pounding down against the window, matching their feelings. Suddenly the heart monitor beeped loudly making her jump as she watched Chandler curl up in agony as doctors rushed in and nurses pushed her outside out of the way. It all happened so fast she didn't have time to understand what was happening. The next thing she knew she was outside again staring at those same white walls realising that what she had, what she'd wanted ever since she was a little girl, the happiness she'd dreamt of having, had all been snatched away from her in a few seconds. Now everything was gone, including the hope.
You don't hate me to do you? Chapter 5 coming sooon......
She must have fallen asleep, because by the time she woke up it was nighttime. There's not much else you can do when you're just alone and waiting. Nothing had changed; she was still staring at those same white walls, thinking the same thoughts, and her face was still stained from the same tears. She remembered her dream, all that was in her mind were those happy times, she could remember how they'd met and how he'd proposed, so clearly, she didn't want to replace those memories with this. Everything had been so clear, exactly how it was, and that was all she had to hang on to now, now that everything would be like how it was. She'd never really believed anyone could ever really be as happy as she was, and now she realised that was true, it never really did happen because there was always something that would come along and smack you in your face, smack your whole body down to the ground and leave you there she thought bitterly. All she wanted was to go back to a few minutes before it happened, made him stay longer, made him go earlier, anything that would have stopped it from happening.
That same man, that had bought that dreaded news, came out of the room at the end of the corridor, the words still ringing through her head.
"Mrs Bing? You can come and see your husband now"
She was dreading this time ever since she'd had that phone call, ever since that doctor had come and spoken to her and told her that news, that 'they'd done everything they could' and now this was the moment, the moment the reality of it all would hit her.
She slowly walked into the room and saw him, his eyes closed and tubes stuck in his body. He was facing away from her, she knew he felt guilty, he never wanted to hurt her, but deep down she knew it wasn't his fault. He turned his face round to see her and smiled as much as he could. Monica tried to smile back hard as she could, she was shocked by the cuts and damage to his face, but she knew they wouldn't even compare to the scars inside. She wanted to cry but she had to be strong, she wanted him to know it would be ok. She silently walked over to him and held his hand and gently sat down next to him.
"Did they tell you?" he said, weakly
She looked at him and silently nodded, she feared if she said anything she would break down.
"I'm so sorry Monica, it's all my fault I should have been looking" Chandler said on the verge of breaking down "And now it's ruined everything we have"
"Chandler, please don't say that, it's that jerk driving his car like a maniac that did this, and I promise there still has to be a chance"
"Mon, you heard what they said, 'irreparable liver damage'" Chandler said, tears slowly forming in his eyes and rolling down the side of his face, stinging the wounds. He couldn't look at her seeing all the hurt in her eyes, he'd ruined everything for her, there was so much left he wanted to do for her and now he couldn't.
"There's still hope, there always is," she slowly said, no longer being able to hold back the tears.
They just sat there in silence looking at each other, just wanting time to stop right there and then for ever.
"Don't leave," he said, breaking the silence in the room. "I don't care what the doctors say I need you here the whole time"
"I promise baby, I want to stay too" she replied, she couldn't believe how sad he looked, he'd lost that spark in his eyes, and she didn't know what to say, he was the one that had the freak ability to cheer her up no matter what happened, and now it was happening to him there was no one around to hug her and say it would be ok, to reassure her that everything would work out for the best, when how could this possibly be the best?
"Don't forget me," Chandler said quietly.
"Honey, how could I forget you?" Monica shot back, almost sounding irritated by the assumption that she possibly could.
"I know but I want you to be happy, I want you to find someone else that can give you what I can't, you always wanted kids, and I know we were trying, but now.I can't" he said the last words so quietly as he broke down into tears, she almost didn't hear.
"Chandler, there's no one out there that could replace you, or what we had, what we have" she corrected herself, while she subconsciously put her hand on her stomach, she had wanted to tell him tonight, and now she didn't know if she could, it would kill him if he knew, she noted the irony in it all as she went over it all again in her head. What she'd be constantly thinking about while waiting all those painful hours in the corridor, it just made it all worse.
"But Mon, you need to have kids, you're meant to be a mum, a fantastic mum". She smiled at him, whatever it came down to he could still be the cutest guy on earth, still complement her with the sincerest honesty, like no one else ever could. She leant over and kissed him on the forehead wiping away the tears that ran down his cheeks, she knew she had to tell him.
"Chandler, there's something I've been meaning to tell you, I didn't know if I should, especially not now after everything that's happened, but I probably would regret it all my life if I didn't"
Chandler looked at her waiting for her to say it, hoping it would be to say everything had been some sick joke, that really he was fine and that he could go home tomorrow, or that they'd miraculously found a transplant, anything that would mean he could be with Monica for longer. When she opened her mouth though, he knew deep down that wasn't going to be the news.
"I..I'm pregnant" Monica said, looking down at the floor not wanting to see his reaction.
They had both been waiting for months for her to say that, and he sat up excitedly almost ripping the tubes out of him but right now that didn't matter to him, he grabbed her hand hard, making her look at him in the face.
"Monica, that's fant." Monica watched his face change from extreme happiness to extreme sadness, as the realisation dawned on him. He wouldn't be there for the birth, he wouldn't be there for their first word, he wouldn't take them out to the park and teach them to ride their bikes, he wouldn't be there to sneak them cookies when Monica wasn't looking, he wouldn't be there to argue with her over who they looked like the most, he wouldn't get to see them grow up, he wouldn't get to see them. It was that face that Monica had feared seeing, despite the pain he was in, despite the fact he would never see her again, it was this that caused the most pain. Chandler had broken down now completely, Monica could understand it; she felt his pain, without him needing to say anything.
"Tell them about me won't you?" he said
"Of course I will" She said, crying herself "I know you'll be there anyway"
"I don't know what happens to us after we die, but I promise as soon as I get to wherever we go, I'm coming straight back to be with you"
Monica just smiled through the tears, and bent over and kissed him softly on the lips. Chandler didn't want it to end, their tears both running down their cheeks and mixing together.
"Monica, can you pass me my keys, they're in the draw at the side," he said. Monica looked at him confused, but reached down and pulled out his keys from the draw and handed them to him. He took them and found what he was looking for. He took the key ring off the bunch of keys and handed it to her.
"My Dad gave me this" he said, "I always planned on giving it to my kids, it means a lot to me, its always been passed down through my family"
Monica looked at the key ring in her hand, it was a small silver watch on the end of a chain, it didn't even work any more, but Monica couldn't say anything back, she was so touched.
"If it's a boy, I'll call him Chandler" she said and smiled.
"No" He said "Call him Robert" Monica just smiled back at him, remembering what he had said when they'd first met.
"I Love you so much Chandler" Monica said.
"I love you too Monica" Chandler said looking into her eyes, if she looked closely she could still see that spark, hidden deep beneath the pain.
They sat looking at each other in silence, the only sound being the rain pounding down against the window, matching their feelings. Suddenly the heart monitor beeped loudly making her jump as she watched Chandler curl up in agony as doctors rushed in and nurses pushed her outside out of the way. It all happened so fast she didn't have time to understand what was happening. The next thing she knew she was outside again staring at those same white walls realising that what she had, what she'd wanted ever since she was a little girl, the happiness she'd dreamt of having, had all been snatched away from her in a few seconds. Now everything was gone, including the hope.
You don't hate me to do you? Chapter 5 coming sooon......