Infinite Space, Part 4.
Meet You There
Monica sat on her bed as her eyes remained on the single picture on the opposite wall of her and Chandler at the prom. It was the only picture that had ever been worth putting up in her bedroom. Now, as she stayed in her bedroom for the fifth consecutive day, she began to realize what a fool she had been. Her curtains were drawn although it was four-o clock in the afternoon. Her room mirrored her own personal image and feelings, dark and lonely. The radio played loudly in the background to drown away her emotions, to take away all her thoughts and make her forget, for a few minutes at least.
The time has come to say goodbye
To all our past regrets
I'm sorry to inform you
But I doubt you'll really ever understand
Friendships aren't built on false promises
I've failed without defeat
In this game of disrespect
I'm a victim- a small town tragedy
Monica slowly stood up and gazed at the dismal image of herself in the mirror. She had dark circles under her eyes and her face was gaunt, and her hair stuck out like straw.
Here's to the difference between you and I
I'll tell the truth and count my blessings
So thanks for all you've done
But I won't let you get the best of me.
You think I'm just a kid but
You don't fucking get it
I'm strong in my convictions
And don't you forget it
She walked over to where the single picture stood positioned above her dresser, and took it down slowly, gazing longingly at the happy expression that she had worn on her face, not knowing that her boyfriend was a liar and double dealer.
So many things are left unsaid
But I won't even waste my time
For us to go our separate ways
I hope you miss me when I'm gone
Friendships aren't built on false promises
I've failed without defeat
In this game of disrespect
I'm a victim of small town rivalry
She slowly ripped the picture down the middle, tearing Chandler's arm from around her waist. She dropped the two halves on the unusually messy floor, and raised her hollow eyes to the closed curtains.
Farewell to all my friends
With self respect intact
Nothing will last forever
Never looking back
End is forever.
She walked over and pulled the curtains apart as the song came to an end, and covered her eyes at the sudden light that crept in through the now open window.
"I can't do this to myself." Monica whispered. "He's not worth it."
Monica turned on her heels and walked straight out the door, and into Chandler.
"What are you doing?" Monica hissed.
"Going to the bathroom." Chandler pointed to the door that he was standing in front of.
"Chandler? Oh god." Monica moaned and covered her face and hair. She quickly cut in front of him and slammed herself into the bathroom.
"Okay." Chandler nodded to himself, as he turned around and walked back down the stairs to meet Ross.
Two weeks Later, Monica burst through the front door, dropping her school bag on the hall floor.
"I'm ho-ome!" Monica called out.
"Hey Mon." Chandler said quietly as he appeared in the hallway in front of her.
"Oh, hi." Monica said slightly coldly.
Chandler sighed. "Ross went out for a minute. He needed to pick up something for your mom."
"Okay." Monica gave him a cold glance and began to head up the stairs.
"Mon, please don't turn your back on me again." Chandler pleaded.
"Excuse me?" Monica asked as she turned around.
"I don't want any enemies. Just friends. Can't you forgive me?"
"Are you saying that I should justify what you did to me?" Monica asked slightly shocked.
"I'm not saying that! Geez Mon, I just want you to recognize that it was a mistake, and I regret it so much." Chandler begged.
"Okay." Monica flashed a smile. "I'll think about it." She began to continue her way up the stairs, where at the top of the stairs there was a single envelope addressed to Ross.
"UCLA?" Monica asked herself.
"Yeah, that came in the mail… I don't know what it is." Chandler answered.
"Well… I'll-I'll just put it in his room." Monica lied as she picked it up.
"Okay." Chandler answered simply as he turned around and went into the kitchen.
Monica looked to make sure that he was gone before tearing open the letter, beginning to read it.
"Hey, I'm back." Ross called out as he entered the front door. Monica stood at the top of the stairs, one hand covering her open mouth.
Ross appeared at the bottom of the stairs, talking to Chandler who had also appeared from the kitchen. Monica turned her gaze to Ross, and launched down the stairs, full speed, tackling Ross and sending them both into the wall.
"Aw shit!" Ross cried out as his head hit the wall and Monica began to strangle him. "What the hell's wrong with you, Mon?!" Ross cried out as his eyes began to water.
"Why didn't you tell me you were going to UCLA?" Monica screamed at him, pausing long enough to wave the letter in his face.
"CHANDLER!" Ross attempted to scream as his face began to turn purple.
Chandler rushed over and tried pulling Monica off but she resisted and punched Chandler, hard. Chandler doubled over on the floor beside Ross as they both lay trying to catch their breath while Monica stood above them with a tear stained face.
"I got in?" Ross asked in astonishment.
"Yes you got in." Monica hit him again as hard as she could.
Ross managed to push her off him and stood up, rubbing his head as Monica took a step back to catch her own breath. Chandler continued to sit huddled in the corner seeing stars as Ross took his letter and read it over.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Monica began to cry. "I can't stand to lose you, Rachel and Chandler." Monica realized what she was saying as Chandler's eyes began to water over as he looked at her.
"I'm sorry." Ross wiped tears from his eyes. "I've gotta get away from here."
"I thought you were staying at NYU with me." Chandler mumbled.
Monica quickly wiped her face as Chandler continued to watch her. She took one last glance at him and ran up the stairs, and slammed the door to her room as loud as she could.
"I'll go talk to her." Ross and Chandler said at the same time. Ross smiled and helped Chandler up, and gave him a hug.
"You're like a brother to me man. I'm sorry I didn't tell you." Ross said sheepishly.
"It's okay." Chandler shrugged his shoulders. "I gotta go. Tell her I'm sorry."
"For what?" Ross asked.
"Everything." Chandler said simply as he nodded a good bye and went out the door.
Now you're gone
I wonder why you left me here
I think about it on and on again
I know you're never
Coming back
But I hope that
You can hear me
I'm waiting to hear from you
Until I do
You're gone away
I'm left alone
A part of me is gone
And I'm not moving on
So wait for me
I know the day will come
I'll meet you there
No matter where life takes me to
I'll meet you there
And even if I need you here
I'll meet you there
I wish I could have told you
The words I kept inside
But now I guess it's just too late
So many things
Remind me of you
I hope that you can hear me
I miss you
This is good bye
One last time
And where I go you'll be there
With me
Forever you'll be right here
With me
I'll meet you there
No matter where life takes me
I'll meet you there
And even if I need you
I'll meet you there
3 Months later.
The end of summer had come, the ending of an amicable friendship, and the beginning of homesickness was about to dawn on Ross. He had said his good-byes that morning to his sister and Chandler, who had stood at the door to their house as they watched him go. He had given them hugs and promised to write. A lot had happened in 3 months. Although Chandler and Monica weren't exactly what you would call friends, they had a lot in common. They had both lost extremely important people in their lives. They had watched as Ross waved them one last goodbye and got in the car where their mom and dad would drive him to the airport so that he could catch his plane to LA. His parents hadn't taken the news well at all, but had told Ross that they'd try out his plan for a year, and if he felt better after that point, they had asked him to come back to NYU. "I LOVE YOU!" Ross yelled to his sister as he blew her a kiss. The tears started to fall as Monica signaled him a sign that read 'you too.' Ross got in the car and drove off, leaving Monica and Chandler alone at least until Thanksgiving.
Monica turned around to see Chandler stood with tears in his eyes and they both smiled at each other's condition. Chandler reached over and wiped the tears away from Monica's cheek, and Monica leaned over and Chandler wrapped her in a big warm hug. Monica sobbed into his shoulder as they watched the car disappear out of sight.
Several hours later, Ross got off the plane and was struck by the immense Californian heat. He sighed as he stripped off his jacket and flung it over his shoulder. This would be his home for quite a while now. He had already arranged a dormitory room, and was fortunate enough to win a draw for a single room. All he had to do was go pick up his luggage first. When he arrived in his room 2 hours later, he was surprised at the coolness. It was already furnished enough for him to make do. The room was almost completely white along with the bed sheets on the double bed. He had a billboard hanging off the back of his door, a small plush red chair, a white desk and a black swivel chair. Ross plunked down his two suitcases on the floor, and collapsed on his bed, getting up every two seconds to look around and let himself adjust to the new environment. He got up and looked out the window to see that he had an overview of the courtyard, surrounded by tall palm trees. He had always loved palm trees. They made it seem like he was in paradise. "Maybe that's what this is." Ross mumbled. "Paradise." He opened his suitcase and took out a pair of shorts and T-shirt. He tossed them on, and immediately went out to the courtyard to look around. He smiled and said a shy hello to every person who walked by except 2 guys who appeared to be drunk. He stepped outside and smiled as the afternoon sun hit his pale skin. As he walked across the courtyard, he let his eyes close as his face sat raised to the sun. Suddenly, he felt a round object under his feet and he went flying into a couple that was sitting on a bench under a tree. He opened his eyes suddenly, and was stunned by the sight in front of him. He took a deep breath and whispered a single word.
"Rachel."
Thanks for reading, and please leave a review! The more reviews the faster I write. The first song is "Song #13" by The Ataris, and the second song is "Meet you There" by Simple Plan. Next part comes pending reviews.
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Meet You There
Monica sat on her bed as her eyes remained on the single picture on the opposite wall of her and Chandler at the prom. It was the only picture that had ever been worth putting up in her bedroom. Now, as she stayed in her bedroom for the fifth consecutive day, she began to realize what a fool she had been. Her curtains were drawn although it was four-o clock in the afternoon. Her room mirrored her own personal image and feelings, dark and lonely. The radio played loudly in the background to drown away her emotions, to take away all her thoughts and make her forget, for a few minutes at least.
The time has come to say goodbye
To all our past regrets
I'm sorry to inform you
But I doubt you'll really ever understand
Friendships aren't built on false promises
I've failed without defeat
In this game of disrespect
I'm a victim- a small town tragedy
Monica slowly stood up and gazed at the dismal image of herself in the mirror. She had dark circles under her eyes and her face was gaunt, and her hair stuck out like straw.
Here's to the difference between you and I
I'll tell the truth and count my blessings
So thanks for all you've done
But I won't let you get the best of me.
You think I'm just a kid but
You don't fucking get it
I'm strong in my convictions
And don't you forget it
She walked over to where the single picture stood positioned above her dresser, and took it down slowly, gazing longingly at the happy expression that she had worn on her face, not knowing that her boyfriend was a liar and double dealer.
So many things are left unsaid
But I won't even waste my time
For us to go our separate ways
I hope you miss me when I'm gone
Friendships aren't built on false promises
I've failed without defeat
In this game of disrespect
I'm a victim of small town rivalry
She slowly ripped the picture down the middle, tearing Chandler's arm from around her waist. She dropped the two halves on the unusually messy floor, and raised her hollow eyes to the closed curtains.
Farewell to all my friends
With self respect intact
Nothing will last forever
Never looking back
End is forever.
She walked over and pulled the curtains apart as the song came to an end, and covered her eyes at the sudden light that crept in through the now open window.
"I can't do this to myself." Monica whispered. "He's not worth it."
Monica turned on her heels and walked straight out the door, and into Chandler.
"What are you doing?" Monica hissed.
"Going to the bathroom." Chandler pointed to the door that he was standing in front of.
"Chandler? Oh god." Monica moaned and covered her face and hair. She quickly cut in front of him and slammed herself into the bathroom.
"Okay." Chandler nodded to himself, as he turned around and walked back down the stairs to meet Ross.
Two weeks Later, Monica burst through the front door, dropping her school bag on the hall floor.
"I'm ho-ome!" Monica called out.
"Hey Mon." Chandler said quietly as he appeared in the hallway in front of her.
"Oh, hi." Monica said slightly coldly.
Chandler sighed. "Ross went out for a minute. He needed to pick up something for your mom."
"Okay." Monica gave him a cold glance and began to head up the stairs.
"Mon, please don't turn your back on me again." Chandler pleaded.
"Excuse me?" Monica asked as she turned around.
"I don't want any enemies. Just friends. Can't you forgive me?"
"Are you saying that I should justify what you did to me?" Monica asked slightly shocked.
"I'm not saying that! Geez Mon, I just want you to recognize that it was a mistake, and I regret it so much." Chandler begged.
"Okay." Monica flashed a smile. "I'll think about it." She began to continue her way up the stairs, where at the top of the stairs there was a single envelope addressed to Ross.
"UCLA?" Monica asked herself.
"Yeah, that came in the mail… I don't know what it is." Chandler answered.
"Well… I'll-I'll just put it in his room." Monica lied as she picked it up.
"Okay." Chandler answered simply as he turned around and went into the kitchen.
Monica looked to make sure that he was gone before tearing open the letter, beginning to read it.
"Hey, I'm back." Ross called out as he entered the front door. Monica stood at the top of the stairs, one hand covering her open mouth.
Ross appeared at the bottom of the stairs, talking to Chandler who had also appeared from the kitchen. Monica turned her gaze to Ross, and launched down the stairs, full speed, tackling Ross and sending them both into the wall.
"Aw shit!" Ross cried out as his head hit the wall and Monica began to strangle him. "What the hell's wrong with you, Mon?!" Ross cried out as his eyes began to water.
"Why didn't you tell me you were going to UCLA?" Monica screamed at him, pausing long enough to wave the letter in his face.
"CHANDLER!" Ross attempted to scream as his face began to turn purple.
Chandler rushed over and tried pulling Monica off but she resisted and punched Chandler, hard. Chandler doubled over on the floor beside Ross as they both lay trying to catch their breath while Monica stood above them with a tear stained face.
"I got in?" Ross asked in astonishment.
"Yes you got in." Monica hit him again as hard as she could.
Ross managed to push her off him and stood up, rubbing his head as Monica took a step back to catch her own breath. Chandler continued to sit huddled in the corner seeing stars as Ross took his letter and read it over.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Monica began to cry. "I can't stand to lose you, Rachel and Chandler." Monica realized what she was saying as Chandler's eyes began to water over as he looked at her.
"I'm sorry." Ross wiped tears from his eyes. "I've gotta get away from here."
"I thought you were staying at NYU with me." Chandler mumbled.
Monica quickly wiped her face as Chandler continued to watch her. She took one last glance at him and ran up the stairs, and slammed the door to her room as loud as she could.
"I'll go talk to her." Ross and Chandler said at the same time. Ross smiled and helped Chandler up, and gave him a hug.
"You're like a brother to me man. I'm sorry I didn't tell you." Ross said sheepishly.
"It's okay." Chandler shrugged his shoulders. "I gotta go. Tell her I'm sorry."
"For what?" Ross asked.
"Everything." Chandler said simply as he nodded a good bye and went out the door.
Now you're gone
I wonder why you left me here
I think about it on and on again
I know you're never
Coming back
But I hope that
You can hear me
I'm waiting to hear from you
Until I do
You're gone away
I'm left alone
A part of me is gone
And I'm not moving on
So wait for me
I know the day will come
I'll meet you there
No matter where life takes me to
I'll meet you there
And even if I need you here
I'll meet you there
I wish I could have told you
The words I kept inside
But now I guess it's just too late
So many things
Remind me of you
I hope that you can hear me
I miss you
This is good bye
One last time
And where I go you'll be there
With me
Forever you'll be right here
With me
I'll meet you there
No matter where life takes me
I'll meet you there
And even if I need you
I'll meet you there
3 Months later.
The end of summer had come, the ending of an amicable friendship, and the beginning of homesickness was about to dawn on Ross. He had said his good-byes that morning to his sister and Chandler, who had stood at the door to their house as they watched him go. He had given them hugs and promised to write. A lot had happened in 3 months. Although Chandler and Monica weren't exactly what you would call friends, they had a lot in common. They had both lost extremely important people in their lives. They had watched as Ross waved them one last goodbye and got in the car where their mom and dad would drive him to the airport so that he could catch his plane to LA. His parents hadn't taken the news well at all, but had told Ross that they'd try out his plan for a year, and if he felt better after that point, they had asked him to come back to NYU. "I LOVE YOU!" Ross yelled to his sister as he blew her a kiss. The tears started to fall as Monica signaled him a sign that read 'you too.' Ross got in the car and drove off, leaving Monica and Chandler alone at least until Thanksgiving.
Monica turned around to see Chandler stood with tears in his eyes and they both smiled at each other's condition. Chandler reached over and wiped the tears away from Monica's cheek, and Monica leaned over and Chandler wrapped her in a big warm hug. Monica sobbed into his shoulder as they watched the car disappear out of sight.
Several hours later, Ross got off the plane and was struck by the immense Californian heat. He sighed as he stripped off his jacket and flung it over his shoulder. This would be his home for quite a while now. He had already arranged a dormitory room, and was fortunate enough to win a draw for a single room. All he had to do was go pick up his luggage first. When he arrived in his room 2 hours later, he was surprised at the coolness. It was already furnished enough for him to make do. The room was almost completely white along with the bed sheets on the double bed. He had a billboard hanging off the back of his door, a small plush red chair, a white desk and a black swivel chair. Ross plunked down his two suitcases on the floor, and collapsed on his bed, getting up every two seconds to look around and let himself adjust to the new environment. He got up and looked out the window to see that he had an overview of the courtyard, surrounded by tall palm trees. He had always loved palm trees. They made it seem like he was in paradise. "Maybe that's what this is." Ross mumbled. "Paradise." He opened his suitcase and took out a pair of shorts and T-shirt. He tossed them on, and immediately went out to the courtyard to look around. He smiled and said a shy hello to every person who walked by except 2 guys who appeared to be drunk. He stepped outside and smiled as the afternoon sun hit his pale skin. As he walked across the courtyard, he let his eyes close as his face sat raised to the sun. Suddenly, he felt a round object under his feet and he went flying into a couple that was sitting on a bench under a tree. He opened his eyes suddenly, and was stunned by the sight in front of him. He took a deep breath and whispered a single word.
"Rachel."
Thanks for reading, and please leave a review! The more reviews the faster I write. The first song is "Song #13" by The Ataris, and the second song is "Meet you There" by Simple Plan. Next part comes pending reviews.
rossandrachelforever