Only Trust Your Heart
Before you read, note the dates with a star(*) it'll tell you what time period the story is taking place in at the current time.
Under Surveillance
*Present Day, April 15, 2002
New York State Penitentiary
Chandler sat alone in a steel plated room, sitting in a lonely chair in the middle of the room. It was in fact the only item in the room besides himself. There was a glass sided wall to his left, which Chandler knew he was being watched through. He tried to remain calm, but thoughts of Monica floated through his mind, and slowly started to drive him crazy.
"Chandler Bing." A voice echoed through the hollow room as the door swung open. Chandler looked up meekly as the sudden light strained his eyes.
"You ready to talk yet? Or do I have to make you talk?" The voice rasped harshly.
When Chandler remained silent, there was a thundering sound of a slap, and Chandler keeled over onto the ground, blood seeping through his nose and mouth.
"You ready to have a chat now?" The voice asked again as it kicked Chandler in the stomach.
"I want my lawyer." Chandler spat the blood out of his mouth as it began to cloud his vision.
*Hours Earlier
"Is she gonna be okay?" Ross asked the doctor quietly, so as not to wake Monica.
"She may need counselling. Suicide is a serious issue these days son." The doctor replied solemnly.
"I didn't ask you for your fucking opinion! I asked whether or not she's gonna be okay." Ross slammed his fist angrily into the wall beside the doctor's head.
"We pumped her stomach, so she should be fine." The doctor said nervously.
"Thank god." Ross whispered as he grabbed his stomach and watched his sister. She lay on the hospital bed, her face whiter than the sheets, and her black hair spread out like coal in snow. "Thank you."
The doctor nodded and left quickly, admitting Phoebe, Rachel and Joey.
"That fucking bastard. I can't believe Chandler did this. If he ever gets out of jail I'm gonna kill him." Ross said vehemently.
"Whoa whoa! Who said he even did this?" Joey asked.
"What the fuck do you mean? They found his sperm on her underwear. You want to tell me how the fuck else that could have happened?" Ross spat at Joey.
"You have to have faith. Chandler would never do this to Monica. That I know." Phoebe tried to calm Ross down.
"He just did it. Now look what's happened to her." Ross said as the tears began to roll down his cheeks. Rachel stepped over to him and gave him a hug. He wrapped her into a tight hug and kissed her hair, before a smile appeared on his face.
*Present Day, April 15, 2002
New York State Penitentiary
"I was set up." Chandler said as he tried to sit up straight.
"Oh really? And what proof do you have of that?" The man that had introduced himself as Detective Harmon asked.
"I know I didn't do it." Chandler rasped.
"Not good enough." Harmon punched him again in the face, right as the door burst open.
"That's enough!" A female voice yelled.
"Who the fuck are you?" Detective Harmon asked.
"I'm Cynthia Hunter. Mr. Bing's lawyer." She answered.
Chandler breathed a sigh of relief.
"Oh yeah? So you got yourself a lawyer there pussy boy. You really that guilty?" Harmon asked him.
"No I just want to prove just how innocent I am." Chandler replied.
Harmon raised his fist to punch Chandler again when his lawyer stepped in.
"If you touch my client again I will have you arrested. Keep that in mind." She said as the detective sat down.
Chandler smiled gratefully.
"Now, Mr. Bing, what happened?" Cynthia smiled warmly at him and urged him to begin his story.
*Flashback to May 16, 1998.
"It's the night before my wedding!" Monica sang happily to her best friend Rachel.
"I know, I know! I'm not stupid you know! You've only been talking about this for a whole year!" Rachel said in an annoyed tone.
"Ah you're just jealous." Monica laughed, just as the door burst open.
"Mon, can I talk to you for a second?"
It was Ross.
"Sure Ross. What's up?" Monica asked.
"In private." Ross answered. He looked over at the hurt look on Rachel's face, but chose to ignore it. "Come outside for a sec."
"What's up?" Monica asked again as Ross closed the door and they stood alone outside in the hall.
"I don't think you should marry Chandler." Ross said.
"What? What are you talking about?" Monica asked angrily.
"I don't think he's right for you." Ross answered.
"I don't think that's up to you to decide." Monica said as she pushed him away and tried to get back inside her apartment, but Ross cut her off.
"He's gonna do something to hurt you Mon. I know it. I feel it coming." Ross said.
"I love him and he loves me. Nothing is going to tear us apart. Not even you." Monica hissed. She pushed him aside and went into her apartment.
"You're my brother. You're supposed to support me. I love him. Don't ruin this for me. Don't ever do this again." Monica said angrily as she slammed the door in his face.
Ross sneered at the closed door before punching it angrily. "You'll see, Mon." He said quietly before he left.
To be continued...
Okay I promise more will start to happen soon, everything will start to come together, I promise! If you don't review you don't get the next part and you'll never know what happens. Then you'll be plagued forever by the thought that you never got to figure out what the hell is going on. Lol. Anyway, please review. More on the way... hopefully...
Before you read, note the dates with a star(*) it'll tell you what time period the story is taking place in at the current time.
Under Surveillance
*Present Day, April 15, 2002
New York State Penitentiary
Chandler sat alone in a steel plated room, sitting in a lonely chair in the middle of the room. It was in fact the only item in the room besides himself. There was a glass sided wall to his left, which Chandler knew he was being watched through. He tried to remain calm, but thoughts of Monica floated through his mind, and slowly started to drive him crazy.
"Chandler Bing." A voice echoed through the hollow room as the door swung open. Chandler looked up meekly as the sudden light strained his eyes.
"You ready to talk yet? Or do I have to make you talk?" The voice rasped harshly.
When Chandler remained silent, there was a thundering sound of a slap, and Chandler keeled over onto the ground, blood seeping through his nose and mouth.
"You ready to have a chat now?" The voice asked again as it kicked Chandler in the stomach.
"I want my lawyer." Chandler spat the blood out of his mouth as it began to cloud his vision.
*Hours Earlier
"Is she gonna be okay?" Ross asked the doctor quietly, so as not to wake Monica.
"She may need counselling. Suicide is a serious issue these days son." The doctor replied solemnly.
"I didn't ask you for your fucking opinion! I asked whether or not she's gonna be okay." Ross slammed his fist angrily into the wall beside the doctor's head.
"We pumped her stomach, so she should be fine." The doctor said nervously.
"Thank god." Ross whispered as he grabbed his stomach and watched his sister. She lay on the hospital bed, her face whiter than the sheets, and her black hair spread out like coal in snow. "Thank you."
The doctor nodded and left quickly, admitting Phoebe, Rachel and Joey.
"That fucking bastard. I can't believe Chandler did this. If he ever gets out of jail I'm gonna kill him." Ross said vehemently.
"Whoa whoa! Who said he even did this?" Joey asked.
"What the fuck do you mean? They found his sperm on her underwear. You want to tell me how the fuck else that could have happened?" Ross spat at Joey.
"You have to have faith. Chandler would never do this to Monica. That I know." Phoebe tried to calm Ross down.
"He just did it. Now look what's happened to her." Ross said as the tears began to roll down his cheeks. Rachel stepped over to him and gave him a hug. He wrapped her into a tight hug and kissed her hair, before a smile appeared on his face.
*Present Day, April 15, 2002
New York State Penitentiary
"I was set up." Chandler said as he tried to sit up straight.
"Oh really? And what proof do you have of that?" The man that had introduced himself as Detective Harmon asked.
"I know I didn't do it." Chandler rasped.
"Not good enough." Harmon punched him again in the face, right as the door burst open.
"That's enough!" A female voice yelled.
"Who the fuck are you?" Detective Harmon asked.
"I'm Cynthia Hunter. Mr. Bing's lawyer." She answered.
Chandler breathed a sigh of relief.
"Oh yeah? So you got yourself a lawyer there pussy boy. You really that guilty?" Harmon asked him.
"No I just want to prove just how innocent I am." Chandler replied.
Harmon raised his fist to punch Chandler again when his lawyer stepped in.
"If you touch my client again I will have you arrested. Keep that in mind." She said as the detective sat down.
Chandler smiled gratefully.
"Now, Mr. Bing, what happened?" Cynthia smiled warmly at him and urged him to begin his story.
*Flashback to May 16, 1998.
"It's the night before my wedding!" Monica sang happily to her best friend Rachel.
"I know, I know! I'm not stupid you know! You've only been talking about this for a whole year!" Rachel said in an annoyed tone.
"Ah you're just jealous." Monica laughed, just as the door burst open.
"Mon, can I talk to you for a second?"
It was Ross.
"Sure Ross. What's up?" Monica asked.
"In private." Ross answered. He looked over at the hurt look on Rachel's face, but chose to ignore it. "Come outside for a sec."
"What's up?" Monica asked again as Ross closed the door and they stood alone outside in the hall.
"I don't think you should marry Chandler." Ross said.
"What? What are you talking about?" Monica asked angrily.
"I don't think he's right for you." Ross answered.
"I don't think that's up to you to decide." Monica said as she pushed him away and tried to get back inside her apartment, but Ross cut her off.
"He's gonna do something to hurt you Mon. I know it. I feel it coming." Ross said.
"I love him and he loves me. Nothing is going to tear us apart. Not even you." Monica hissed. She pushed him aside and went into her apartment.
"You're my brother. You're supposed to support me. I love him. Don't ruin this for me. Don't ever do this again." Monica said angrily as she slammed the door in his face.
Ross sneered at the closed door before punching it angrily. "You'll see, Mon." He said quietly before he left.
To be continued...
Okay I promise more will start to happen soon, everything will start to come together, I promise! If you don't review you don't get the next part and you'll never know what happens. Then you'll be plagued forever by the thought that you never got to figure out what the hell is going on. Lol. Anyway, please review. More on the way... hopefully...