Seriously, could I have taken longer with this? Sorry about the delay but so
Much shit has gone on that I've had no time to post, though this has
Been done for quite some time. As soon as shit settles down
I'll start posting more often. Until then, enjoy what I
Can give you. I have no idea when the next
Chapter will be posted so hang tight
Until I can get it written. I
Will be finishing this
Though. Thanx
- Ash
F.R.I.E.N.D.S
Last Flight Out
© Ash Matthews
~ Chapter 14 ~
Chandler laid in the bed, Monica in his arms, waiting for her to fall asleep. When he was sure she was, he quietly slipped out of the bed and walked into the game room where David was sitting on the couch waiting for him. Chandler rubbed his eyes and sat on the couch at the opposite side of the room. David tossed a bottle across the room. The white label read "Valium" in black ink. Chandler took out two pills, and threw it back.
"So what's up?" he asked before popping the pills into his mouth
"I wanted to talk to you about Monica."
Chandler sighed "Then talk."
"I think you should break up with her."
"What!" Chandler screamed
"Shhhhh!"
"Again what?" he asked lowering his voice
"I think you should break up with her." he repeated
"Why the fuck would you say that??"
"Because you should. This 'love' is not gonna help you. You know what comes from love? Nothing good, I thought you'd know that. You know what love did to your family, it destroyed it. You have a whole fucking album of songs about how much love has hurt you."
"That's different. I love her and she loves me. This is real."
"I'm just looking out for you man."
"No you're not. And don't. You don't know what you're talking about."
"Whatever man. Get your heart broken. You think she's with you because she loves you? You know how this game is played. You're famous. The most wanted man in the U.S. right now. Millions of girls want to be with you because of your fame and money, because of your looks. How do you know she's different than everyone else? You don't."
Chandler wanted to defend Monica, he wanted to say something, but nothing would come out. David smiled.
"You know I'm right." He walked out the room to let Chandler think about what he said as the drug kicks in.
Monica awoke the next morning alone. She climbed out of the bed and walked into the game room to find Chandler curled up asleep on the couch, a note book and pen were sitting on the coffee table next to him. She smiled to herself at how cute he looked. She loved him so much. She bent down and kissed him softly on the lips before exiting the room.
Monica didn't see Chandler hardly at all the whole way to New Orleans. He stayed in the game room writing not wanting to be disturbed. She stayed in the front reading and listening to 'Sum 182' her favorite punk band.
They arrived in New Orleans around 3pm. Chandler emerged from the back room looking like he had just been beat up. His eyes were puffy and his hair was sticking out in every direction. He walked into the living room/kitchen to see Ross and David sitting at the table playing cards and Monica on the couch with her ear phones blasting reading a book.
"Are you ok?" David asked looking up "You look like hell."
"I'm just tired." he yawned
"Couldn't sleep?" Ross asked laying down his hand "Royal flush."
"Damnit!" David cursed throwing his cards on the table.
"No." Chandler answered looking to Monica who was still unaware of his presence. "I had some stuff to think about."
Monica lifted up from the couch and looked out the window next to her. She pulled off her ear phones and set down her book. "Hey guys look at this."
David and Ross got up from the table and moved to the window.
"Chandler come look at this." David said half laughing.
Chandler moved to the window and smiled. Fans were lining the streets of the French quarter. Chandler threw on a hat then eased open the window and stuck his head out causing an uproar of screams.
"Do any of you know when the Chanandler Bong concert is?" I love you's came from every direction. Chandler brought his head back in. "David where's that silly string?"
David smiled and ran into the back. He emerged seconds later with half a dozen cans of multi colored silly string.
"Mon open the window all the way." Chandler said as he grabbed two cans. Monica opened the window as far as it could go. The guys stuck their heads out the window unloading a bomb of silly string. "Whats up New Orleans!" Chandler shouted.
The bus suddenly came to a stop. Fans began running towards the window.
"Retreat, retreat!" Ross screamed as they shut the window as fast as they could.
"Aw shit!" David whined heading towards the front of the bus.
Chandler ran into the back, grabbed his notebook, then ran back to the front just in time to see Ross running out the door. The bus began to rock as Chandler ran to the front. The bus driver opened the door and guards rushed to Chandlers side ushering him into the hotel. He was led to an elevator where Monica, David, Ross and Johnny were waiting for him.
"Wo!" David yelled hitting Chandlers shoulder. "That was insane! Can never get tired of that."
"Yeah, can never get used to it either." Chandler said as the elevator doors shut.
"Are you ok?" Monica asked later in the hotel room as they waited for Rolling Stone's reporter to get there. They were sitting on the bed.
"Yeah why?"
"You just look like something's bothering you."
"I'm fine." He said tying his shoe. He got up from the bed and walked out onto the balcony. Fans were still lining the streets outside the hotel, chanting the bands name. He leaned against the railing staring at the sea of fans.
Monica walked up beside him. He pulled her to him and wrapped her in his arms, letting his head rest on her neck.
"Wow." Monica breathed looking at the fans.
One of the fans spotted Chandler and screamed "I love you!" at the top of her lungs. Like a reflex, 15 - 20 more I love you's came from the crowd.
"I never understood that."
"Understood what?" Chandler asked pulling her closer.
"How they could say they love you when they don't even know you."
"Oh, well they know what the press makes me out to be. They love the rock star, the money, the Glam."
"Is that so?" Monica said turning to face him. He kept his arms around her waist.
Chandler nodded his head.
"Well they're missing out." Monica smiled. "Because you're a wonderful person, and I love you… fame, money, and Glam excluded."
Chandler smiled and gave her a kiss. A sudden wave of guilt came over him. She's just a bet. Well, she started out as one. She would leave you if she found out. How could you have bet her innocence?
"There's the happy couple" Johnny said leading the reporter into the room. Since the Chandler and Monica romance has generated a lot of good publicity for the group, Johnny has been more than happy about them being together.
Chandler and Monica went to move from the balcony but the reporter put up his hand.
"Stay right there." He said lifting up the camera that was strapped around his neck like a necklace. He took a few pictures of them then let the camera rest around his neck. "Ken Adams, Rolling Stone." He said extending his hand. Chandler shook it then they made their way to the area set up for the interview.
After
All that
Time that's
All I have. I'll
Be posting again,
Hopefully by the end
Of June. Hey I'm a busy
Girl what can I say? I want
To send a special shout out to
Lou, who's email got me to post
This. Wazzzzz up Lou! Until next
Time guys. - Ash Matthews
[lol that looks like an Xmas tree]