Betrayal
Part 3~ I Miss You
I'm so sick of being sick. Seriously, I had the flu, and then that turned into a cold, and now I have an ear infection. In both ears. This blows. And it's cold out today. It was 70 yesterday, 65 the day before, and then it's like 35 degrees today. Which is actually warmer than it usually is in January here, but, hey, I liked the whole 70 degrees thing. But neways, thanks so much for the reviews. And, yeah, sorry for making Chandler so mean and evil…it'll get better, I promise :) I've had this part written for awhile, well, a few days, but it was pretty short, so I was gonna add to it…But then I decided to just post it. So sorry that it's short.
"Jessi," she kissed him, cutting him off. "Jess, stop."
"What?" she pulled back, looking at him.
"I can't do this anymore," he moved away from her.
"What?" she repeated.
"I just…us…I-I can't do this anymore."
"Why not?" she moved closer to him.
"Jessi," he moved away again. "I just can't."
Jessi sighed. "Monica?" she asked quietly, looking down.
"No. Yes. I don't know," he sighed. "I'm not just hurting her. I missed Josh's game yesterday, and he was really upset. He was hurt. And then Monica and I were fighting and I can't take the look on Megan's face when she sees us fighting. I just…I can't hurt them. Not anymore than I already have."
Jessi stared at the floor, not knowing what to day. "Then this is good-bye," she looked up at him, moving closer and kissing him once more.
And this time he didn't pull away.
~*~
"Hey, Megs," Chandler walked in, seeing her at the kitchen table. "Where's your mom?"
"She's upstairs in bed, she's sick," she said without looking up from what she was doing. Chandler kissed her on top of the head as he walked by before heading up to their room.
He slowly opened the door, trying not to make any noise in case she was asleep. He stood in the doorway for a moment, just watching her sleeping figure in their bed. He smiled; she was lying on his side of the bed. She had once told him that his scent was comforting when she was sick, so she'd always steal his pillow when she didn't feel well.
Walking over to the bed, he sat down on the edge. He placed his hand against her forehead, noticing that her cheeks were flushed. Her eyes fluttered open and he whispered, "Sorry," brushing his hand against her cheek.
"Your hands are really cold," Monica mumbled.
"No, I think it's because you're burning up."
"Then why am I so cold?" she rolled over, burying her face in his pillow. Chandler didn't respond, but started to gently rub her back. "What happened?"
"What?" Chandler asked when she looked up at him.
"What happened to us?"
"I don't know," Chandler replied honestly, his hand stopping, but still resting on her back.
"I miss you," Monica whispered.
Chandler smiled, kicking his shoes off as he lay down next to her, wrapping his arms around her. "I miss you, too."
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Yeah, that part might not seem like much, but I know where I'm going with this :-D see, the smiley face was so that you'll review again since it had such an impact last time, lol. So please review, thanks