A/N: Here's chap 5. It took me so long to update cause I've been busy but whatever here it is.
Disclaimer: I don't own them =[ but I'm asking for them for Christmas… one can only hope
F.R.I.E.N.D.S
©opyright 2oo2
Ash Matthews
~ Chapter 5 ~
"Where we going?" Monica asks taking a cigarette from Chandler
"I dont' know yet" Chandler answered switching gears
"Cool"
"Are you sure you want to come?" Chandler looks to Monica momentarily then back to the road "I dont' want to get you in trouble... I mean Johnny's already pissed at me. I've got nothing to lose, but your parents will be pissed"
"Are you kidding, my mom's always pissed at me. As far as she's concerned there's nothing I can do right. This is just icing to her cake"
"So is that a yes? or a no?"
"It's more of a hell yes"
Chandler laughs "Alright then" he turns onto the interstate
Chandler's phone begins to ring "Can you get that? I can't do three things at once" he laughs "and I'm already driving and smoking"
"Sure" Monica picks up the phone "Its Ross" she goes to answer it
"Dont' answer that!"
"What? Why?"
"Because he'll want to know were we are. When he finds out were not coming back yet he'll get pissed probably call Johnny and it won't be pretty. Just trust me on this"
"Uh ok" Monica was a little apprehensive about not answering but put the phone down anyway
Monica looks to a sign as they pass it reads "New York state border"
"Ok were are we at?"
"New Jersey"
"Why New Jersey?"
"Because it has the best clubs and I need to blow some steam"
"I can't get into clubs"
"I'll get you in, I know all the bouncers"
"Damn when you lived here you got around"
"Ya well anything to keep me away from my parents, I went a lot of places"
"Whats wrong with your parents?"
"There will never be enough time for that conversation"
They pull up to a big, Hollywood type, club. It's around 5:31 but there's still a line, and there's no sign of closing anytime soon.
"When does this place close?" Monica asks getting out of the car
Chandler throws the keys to Monica "It doesn't. Hold onto those for me"
He walks to the passengers side and takes hold of her hand "Come on"
They don't get into the line instead Chandler leads Monica to the side of the velvet rope. As they make their way down the side of the line somebody reaches out and grabs Chandlers sleeve. He spins his head around.
"Is your name Chandler?!?" a girl about 18,19 years of age asks
"Ya, can I have my sleeve back?"
"Oh my god! I knew it was you!" she screams. She doesn't loosen her grip on his sleeve. Others in the line begin to stare at Chandler. "Your Chandler from 'Chanandler Bong'!"
Screams erupt from the line
"Shit!" Chandler pulls his sleeve from the girls grip
"What?" Monica asks amused
"Can you run fast?" he looks to her quickly, backing away from the line. She releases her hand from his.
"I guess"
"Ok good… run!" he grabs her hand and takes off for the door
The line begins to dissipate as girls climb over and crawl under the rope to chase after Chandler
Chandler and Monica reach the door but are stopped by a bouncer. The bouncer recognizes him immediately.
"Chandler!"
"Tony, my man, you've got to let us in"
"Of course" Tony backs away from the door
"Thanks man. Watch out for that" Chandler points to the crowd running towards them
"Damnit Chandler"
"Sorry"
Monica pulls him into the club
"That was insane! I don't think I've ever ran that fast!" Monica says out of breath
They sit at the bar
"I was hoping for no mobs while I was on a day off but whatever"
"Funny, I haven't heard that since kindergarten" Monica smiles
"What?…" Chandler looks at her confused, finally it clicks "Oh!" he laughs
"There ya go"
"You want something to drink?"
"Sure"
"Hey Matt! Beer for me and... what do you want?"
"Same"
"Ok two beers"
The guy at the end of the bar grabs two long neck bottles from under the bar and brings them to Chandler and Monica.
"Thanks Matt"
"No problem Chan. Drink all you want it's on the house"
"Sweet thanks"
Matt walks to a customer yelling out his name
"I would have never saw you as a beer drinker" Chandler comments as Monica takes a swig, they sit sipping their beers. Chandler gets up from the stool and extends his hand to Monica "You want to dance?"
"I'd rather go sit over there" Monica points to a couch across the club
"Ya ok"
They weave their way through the ever growing crowd of people to the couch against the wall.
"You've been really great tonight" Monica says sitting down "I really appreciate it, I was wrong about you"
Much to his surprise before he can respond Monica's lips are on his. This defiantly wasn't like her but she liked it and she was sure Chandler did too. She maneuvered herself to be sitting on Chandlers lap. His back was pressed hard to the back off the couch as they continued to kiss furiously.
Chandlers hands roomed up and down her body. Monica tugged at his shirt. Chandler pulled away from her
"Wait" she looked at him confused "Do you really want to do this here?" his remarks were confusing even him. Why the hell would he want her to stop, isn't this what he wants? He tried to recover himself "With all these people around? My car would be a lot better"
"That's true" Monica said kissing him again
"Seriously, lets get some more drinks then we'll make our way to my car and finish this" Damnit! Just let her do it now. It's what you want, and apparently she wants it to. Stop being a pussy. He tried to reason with himself.
Monica gets up and walks to the bar not waiting for Chandler. "Margarita" she called out to Matt.
"What kind?"
"Peach"
"Sure thing"
Chandler walks up behind her. "What cha order?"
"Peach Margarita" she answered as Matt placed it in front of her "What no whipped cream?" she teased
Matt smiled and reached under the bar bringing up a can of whipped cream. He sprayed it in a twist then plopped a cherry on top. "There ya go"
"Thanks"
"Mmm hmm, Chan you want anything?"
"Uh ya get me a... everclear and sprite"
"A Jackson Rodgers?"
"Yep"
"Alright"
Matt walks to the other end of the bar to fix the drink.
"Jackson Rodgers? Never heard of it"
"Oh it's a drink we named after a friend of ours who moved to Florida, that's his fav"
"Oh"
Matt handed Chandler his drink and walked away.
An hour later they had went through about 7 drinks a piece. Monica had told Chandler all about her situation with her mom. Chandler was used to drinking that much so he had a nice buzz but wasn't trashed. Monica was bordering trashed.
"Are you ready to go?"
"Ya sure" Monica said finishing off the last of her drink "What time is it?"
"Uh..." Chandler brought his watch to his face, maneuvering it so the light would hit it so he could see "damn almost 8"
"In the morning"
"Ya in the morning"
"My mom is going to be so pissed... eh so what"
"Well from what you told me I dont' think it would have mattered how long you stayed out"
"True"
"So you ready?"
"Ya lets go"
They get to the car without any interruption like earlier.
"We're going home?"
"Ya I figure we should now ya know"
"I guess"
Monica didn't say anything about what happened earlier and finishing it in the car, and Chandler was some what relieved. He couldn't figure out why and it was tearing him apart. He was Chandler, the Chan-Chan Man, he didn't back down from sex.
When they got to the house it was some where around 10 in the morning. Monica was asleep.
"Mon" Chandler whispered "Mon" he said a little louder when the first attempt failed
"Wha... what?" she stirred
"Mon we're home"
"Damnit" she whined "Do we have to go in now? I dont' feel like getting bitched at I have the worst headache" she placed her hand over her head
Chandler grinned "Ya, the sooner we go in the better"
Monica groaned
Chandler got out of the car and went around to the passenger side "Come on" he said opening the door "Maybe we can get in without being seen, if not I'll try to take the heat off of you"
She reluctantly got out of the car
"See that wasn't so hard"
"Speak for yourself you dont' have to talk to my mom" She said walking to the house
Chandler shut the door and followed her. She opened the front door and entered the house as quietly as possible, Chandler was right behind her.
"Straight upstairs" Chandler whispered
They were half way up the stairs when a noise in the kitchen stopped them.
"Monica!" Judy's voice echoed in the house
"Go go go!" Chandler whispered louder in her ear.
They ran up the rest of the stairs. They went their separate ways. Chandler stopped at his door and turned to Monica. She was entering her room.
"Mon" he said just loud enough for her to hear
"Huh?"
"Good night" he laughed lightly
"Ya, good morning to you too" she smiled
Monica woke to the sound of knocking on her door. She instinctively throws a pillow on her face to cover her eyes from the sun.
"Monica!"
"What!" Monica shot back, just the sound of her mothers voice irritated her. And her knocking wasn't helping her headache.
"Get up now! and unlock this door!"
Monica sighed and rolled off of her bed, she was still in her clothes from last night. She looked at her clock and plopped back down on her bed, 1:16. She had been asleep for only 3 hours and like an hour on the car ride there so around 4 hours. She felt so exhausted, the last thing she needed was for her mother to start bitching at her. It was going to happen whether she wanted it to or not, the knocking turned to pounding.
"I'm coming!"
Monica changed into more comfortable clothes, sweat pants and a baggy t-shirt. Her hair smelt like cigarette smoke and her breath was masked with alcohol. She yawned as she unlocked the door.
"Yes?"
Judy barged into the room "What time did you get home last night?"
Before she could answer Judy cut her off
"...or should I say this morning"
"You already know, dont' ask" Monica answered
"Don't talk back to me" Judy shot "What time?"
"9:30, 10"
"10:06" Judy corrected
"Ok 10:06" Monica sighed
"Your brother came home at a respectable hour"
"Good for him"
Judy glared at Monica "He wasn't out all night with that hoodlum, doing god knows what"
"Chandler is not a hoodlum"
"Please"
"Are you done?" Monica asked in annoyance
"What were you doing all night?"
Monica rolled her eyes "I was out that's all you need to know"
"Dont' roll your blood shot eyes at me"
"Damnit" Monica said to herself, she hadn't thought of her eyes. Now she knew about her drinking, just something else to add to her list.
"You slept with him didn't you?" her eyes never left Monica's "What a slut"
"I didn't have sex with him!" Monica yelled her emotions getting the best of her "Get the fuck out of my room"
"What did you say?" Judy's eyes narrowed
"Get the fuck out of my room" Monica seethed
"You're not going to that concert tonight, and your not seeing him again"
"It's kind of hard when he's staying in the same house" Monica shot back
"Then you won't be hear, your going to stay with your Aunt Lidy for the summer. That way you'll be gone for a couple months"
"The hell I'm am"
"We'll see about that" Judy marched out of the room slamming the door behind her
"God!" Monica yelled in frustration
She made her bed and picked up her clothes, trying to take her mind off of her mother.
***
David and Ross stand side by side as Johnny paces in front of them. Chandler is slouched behind them on a couch, he is to the left of David. He only got an hour of sleep. He was still in his clothes from last night.
"Drugs and alcohol" Johnny shook his head "Can't leave you boys alone for a minute"
"We're really sorry, sir" Ross apologized
"Ya" David nodded
Johnny looked to Chandler waiting for him to apologize. Chandler began to light up a cigarette.
"Don't light that in here"
"What? We can't smoke now?" Chandler lit the cigarette anyway
"Keep pushing it"
"I intend to" Chandler whispered
Johnny glared at him "I didn't want it to come to this, but it looks like I have no choice"
Chandler sighed knowing what was coming
"From now on you will all be assigned a sort of body guard. They will follow you around to protect you and most importantly keep you from the drugs and alcohol. You can write about it, sing about it, because that's what sells, but your not gonna do it. As long as you're with this label and I'm your manager you'll play by those rules, and you're here for three more albums. Just read your contracts"
"Bullshit" Chandler commented a little above a whisper
"What?"
"That's bullshit" Chandler answered
"You need a serious attitude adjustment. Right now you need to go practice for the show, but I want to talk you about your attitude and this" Johnny throws a paper at him "...later"
Chandler looks at the paper, New York Times, in the bottom section of the cover is a picture of Chandler and Monica as they were leaving the club. The caption reads "Rock star native, Chandler Bing, parties all night with underage teen"
"Damnit!"
David and Ross begin to exit the room, Chandler throws the paper on the couch and warily follows.
"Bing"
"Uh huh"
"Whatever paraphernalia you still have, I want it before the nights over"
Chandler walks out of the room without another word
***
Monica sits on her bed rummaging through her cds, she now wears a pair of low cut jeans and a red t-shirt with the words "Rock Star" across the front. Ross bought her both earlier yesterday. She stops at a cd, a smile appears on her face the cd reads "Chanandler Bong Issues" a picture of the band adorns the cover. She places it in the cd player and begins to put on her make-up. She wasn't sure where she was going, but she wasn't staying there.
***
"Good job guys" Johnny says as they finish the rehearsal
"Chan can I talk to you?" David asks as they exit the stage
"Ya, sure"
"Sorry for leaving you last night man"
"Don't worry about it, you didn't want to get in trouble"
"You were out all night with Monica huh? That's why Ross is pissed at you"
"Yep"
"Damn you"
"You don't' have to pay me yet. We didn't do anything cept for making out"
"The way things are going I'll never have to pay you"
"You'll pay me tonight" Chandler said with confidence
"Oh ya. What makes you so sure tonight's the night?"
"Because now she trust me. It'll be like stealing candy from a baby"
"Except this is virginity and a 17 year old" David grinned
"Details"
A/N: I'm not gonna black mail for reviews anymore lol I'm just gonna post chapters once a week so it will 5 to 7 days before the next chapter is posted but just cause I'm not black mailing anymore doesn't mean you can't show me love and review anyway. Maybe if I get lots of reviews it will encourage me to post the next chapter sooner but like I said I'm not gonna blackmail lol
I can't take it much longer
I think I might go insane
Stop pressuring me
Make me wanna ScreaM
(words from the best song ever "ScreaM" by Michael & Janet Jackson)