Chapter 14
Disclaimer: I still don't own anything to do with friends, or the song Just another day by John Secada.
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Rachel sat gaping at Monica, her jaw practically hitting the floor. "Since when?" Rachel gasped. "Since forever!" Monica replied assertively. The drunker she got the more open she got. "I had no idea!" Rachel still had shock written all over face. "Neither did I until London. I mean I always knew, but somehow since we got here, I just, well I just realised my feelings were a lot stronger. I started to notice how kind and loving he was, especially towards me." Rachel listened intently as Monica continued. "The first night we were here, I was in my room and I just couldn't get the thoughts of him out my head. Every time I shut my eyes he was there, his face serious, his eyes staring through me. No matter how hard I thought it I couldn't get the image of him away. So I went to his room. I wasn't planning on waking him, I just wanted to lie beside him for a while, but my plan didn't work. He woke up." "Did you have sex!" Rachel was gripped in Monica's story. "God no! We just sat up all night and talked" Monica smiled at the memory. There was a comfortable silence as both girls went into a world of their own. Monica reminiscing about her night with Chandler, and Rachel wondering if now was a good time to tell her best friend about her new job. She decided it was about time she told someone and bit the bullet. "Mon? Since we are sharing things, I have something I really have to tell you." Rachel looked up from the floor to find her friend turning green. "Monica are you ok?" Rachel looked worried. "Hmm, I feel sick, I've had too much wine." As she said the last word she began to retch. "Where's the bathroom?" Rachel shouted in the direction of Stuart. By this point everyone had noticed Monica's situation. "I'll take her. Come on Monica." Stuart grabbed her hand and led her upstairs as quickly as he could. He didn't want his new hall carpet ruined.
"I hope Mon's ok? She's been in the bathroom for ages now!" Rachel broke the silence. "I'll go check on her and Stuart." Nicola stood up and gave Rachel a reassuring look.
Upstairs the bathroom was empty. Nicola shut the door back over and listened to hear where the talking was coming from. She heard her husbands voice in the guest room and went in to check. "Hey, there you are. How is she?" Nicola looked at a sleeping Monica and then back at Stuart. "She's going to fine. She just passed out. I thought it was better to put her in bed than wake her and send her back to the hotel. Stuart placed a small bucket down next to her and pulled the remainder of the duvet over her to keep her warm. He then joined his wife to go back downstairs.
Chandler stood up as she saw them return without Monica. "What happened? Is she alright?" "Yeah, I've just put her to bed, I think its best she sleeps it off." Stuart touched Chandler reassuringly. "Can I stay here too and keep an eye on her? I don't really want to leave her here all alone." Chandler still looked worried. "Of course. I'll get you some blankets for the sofa." Nicola ran off to do so. "Stuart can you call a taxi for me and Rach?" Ross slurred his words but tried his best to act sober while Stuart wandered off to call a cab.
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The door of Chandler and Joeys apartment burst open and a flustered Joey flew threw it. He let his case fall on the floor next to the foosball table and ran to his room. Within seconds he had reappeared again, with the key to Monica's in his hand.
Without wasting a second he entered her apartment and went for her phonebook. "Please let her number be in here," he prayed as he searched the list of U's. "Ah, Ursula!" He bent down and lifted the white cordless phone from the base unit. He dialled the number and listened while it rang. Just as he was about to give up hope a recognizable voice spoke. Joey had to stop himself from screaming Phoebes name, realising it was just her twin. "Ursula? Its Joey!" "Joey? Um, no, im sorry I don't know a Joey, ok Bye bye."
"No wait, Ursula, its Joey, Phoebes friend!" "Uh! What is Joey? I really don't have time to talk, im in the middle of making the sequel to Dr. Do me a little." "Ursula this is urgent, have you seen Phoebe?"
"Of course I've seen her, she's my sister!" Ursula sounded serious. "This is like talking to a brick wall," Joey mumbled quietly. "Have you seen her TODAY?" Joey's patience was challenged. "Um, no, ok bye bye." Ursula went to hang up but heard Joey scream, which made her listen. "URSULA! THIS IS SERIOUS!" "Ok, ok calm down, don't be so squiggly! What's up?" She couldn't have sounded less enthusiastic. "Phoebe went missing when we were on holiday in London, and we found out she was on her way back to the states. I thought she would have come to you, but clearly she hasn't. Have you any idea where she would have gone?" The seriousness in Joeys voice was of no interest to Ursula. "Joey, I couldn't care less. She pulled this kind of crap before remember? What did she do this time? Leave someone for dead? Let them be abused?" Joey recoiled back at the anger in her voice. "Wh- what do you mean?" His voice shook. "Oh she didn't tell you about that then, I didn't think she would have!" "Tell me about what!!!!" Joey's blood pressure was rising rapidly as he paced the floor of Monica's apartment. "Oh nothing much, just that she left me all alone with my stepfather, knowing he was a big fat pervert, made my mom kill herself and then had the cheek to want to talk to me again." Joey ran what she had just said through his brain but it wasn't calculating. What did she mean by it all? "Ursula I don't understand what your saying!" "Oh ok, you want it plainer than that? Well lets see, our stepfather abused us, well, that wouldn't have been plural had Phoebe not ran away. When my mom found out she stuck her head in the oven, he went to jail and I was left alone. I think that pretty much sums it up. Oh but I bet she didn't tell you she was pregnant with his kid either did she? Joey I don't think you really know our dearest Phoebe at all do you! She's a lying bitch and deserves all that bad Karma she gets!" With that Ursula slammed the phone down, leaving a stunned Joey listening to a dead line. "That's why she was so upset and ran away, Phoebe was raped before!" He placed the phone back down in its holder and sat on the couch, everything going in slow motion. He felt sicker than he had ever done before, a multitude of emotions crushing his heart so much it hurt to breathe. He wanted to hold her in his arms and protect her forever, but she was gone and he knew deep down he was never going to find her. He curled up on the sofa and cried like he had never cried before.
Morning alone
When you come home
I breathe a little faster
Every time we're together
It'd never be the same
If you're not here
How can you stay away, away so long?
Why can't we stay together
Give me a reason
Give me a reason.
I, I don't wanna say it
I don't want to find another way
Make it trough the day without you
It's just another day
making the time
Find the right lines
What do I have to tell you
I'm just trying to hold on to something
(Trying to hold on to something good)
Give us a chance to make it.
Don't wanna hold on to never
I'm not that strong
I'm not that strong.
I, I don't wanna say it
I don't wanna find another way
Make it through the day without you
I, I can't resist
Trying to find exactly what I miss
It's just another day without you.
Disclaimer: I still don't own anything to do with friends, or the song Just another day by John Secada.
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Rachel sat gaping at Monica, her jaw practically hitting the floor. "Since when?" Rachel gasped. "Since forever!" Monica replied assertively. The drunker she got the more open she got. "I had no idea!" Rachel still had shock written all over face. "Neither did I until London. I mean I always knew, but somehow since we got here, I just, well I just realised my feelings were a lot stronger. I started to notice how kind and loving he was, especially towards me." Rachel listened intently as Monica continued. "The first night we were here, I was in my room and I just couldn't get the thoughts of him out my head. Every time I shut my eyes he was there, his face serious, his eyes staring through me. No matter how hard I thought it I couldn't get the image of him away. So I went to his room. I wasn't planning on waking him, I just wanted to lie beside him for a while, but my plan didn't work. He woke up." "Did you have sex!" Rachel was gripped in Monica's story. "God no! We just sat up all night and talked" Monica smiled at the memory. There was a comfortable silence as both girls went into a world of their own. Monica reminiscing about her night with Chandler, and Rachel wondering if now was a good time to tell her best friend about her new job. She decided it was about time she told someone and bit the bullet. "Mon? Since we are sharing things, I have something I really have to tell you." Rachel looked up from the floor to find her friend turning green. "Monica are you ok?" Rachel looked worried. "Hmm, I feel sick, I've had too much wine." As she said the last word she began to retch. "Where's the bathroom?" Rachel shouted in the direction of Stuart. By this point everyone had noticed Monica's situation. "I'll take her. Come on Monica." Stuart grabbed her hand and led her upstairs as quickly as he could. He didn't want his new hall carpet ruined.
"I hope Mon's ok? She's been in the bathroom for ages now!" Rachel broke the silence. "I'll go check on her and Stuart." Nicola stood up and gave Rachel a reassuring look.
Upstairs the bathroom was empty. Nicola shut the door back over and listened to hear where the talking was coming from. She heard her husbands voice in the guest room and went in to check. "Hey, there you are. How is she?" Nicola looked at a sleeping Monica and then back at Stuart. "She's going to fine. She just passed out. I thought it was better to put her in bed than wake her and send her back to the hotel. Stuart placed a small bucket down next to her and pulled the remainder of the duvet over her to keep her warm. He then joined his wife to go back downstairs.
Chandler stood up as she saw them return without Monica. "What happened? Is she alright?" "Yeah, I've just put her to bed, I think its best she sleeps it off." Stuart touched Chandler reassuringly. "Can I stay here too and keep an eye on her? I don't really want to leave her here all alone." Chandler still looked worried. "Of course. I'll get you some blankets for the sofa." Nicola ran off to do so. "Stuart can you call a taxi for me and Rach?" Ross slurred his words but tried his best to act sober while Stuart wandered off to call a cab.
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The door of Chandler and Joeys apartment burst open and a flustered Joey flew threw it. He let his case fall on the floor next to the foosball table and ran to his room. Within seconds he had reappeared again, with the key to Monica's in his hand.
Without wasting a second he entered her apartment and went for her phonebook. "Please let her number be in here," he prayed as he searched the list of U's. "Ah, Ursula!" He bent down and lifted the white cordless phone from the base unit. He dialled the number and listened while it rang. Just as he was about to give up hope a recognizable voice spoke. Joey had to stop himself from screaming Phoebes name, realising it was just her twin. "Ursula? Its Joey!" "Joey? Um, no, im sorry I don't know a Joey, ok Bye bye."
"No wait, Ursula, its Joey, Phoebes friend!" "Uh! What is Joey? I really don't have time to talk, im in the middle of making the sequel to Dr. Do me a little." "Ursula this is urgent, have you seen Phoebe?"
"Of course I've seen her, she's my sister!" Ursula sounded serious. "This is like talking to a brick wall," Joey mumbled quietly. "Have you seen her TODAY?" Joey's patience was challenged. "Um, no, ok bye bye." Ursula went to hang up but heard Joey scream, which made her listen. "URSULA! THIS IS SERIOUS!" "Ok, ok calm down, don't be so squiggly! What's up?" She couldn't have sounded less enthusiastic. "Phoebe went missing when we were on holiday in London, and we found out she was on her way back to the states. I thought she would have come to you, but clearly she hasn't. Have you any idea where she would have gone?" The seriousness in Joeys voice was of no interest to Ursula. "Joey, I couldn't care less. She pulled this kind of crap before remember? What did she do this time? Leave someone for dead? Let them be abused?" Joey recoiled back at the anger in her voice. "Wh- what do you mean?" His voice shook. "Oh she didn't tell you about that then, I didn't think she would have!" "Tell me about what!!!!" Joey's blood pressure was rising rapidly as he paced the floor of Monica's apartment. "Oh nothing much, just that she left me all alone with my stepfather, knowing he was a big fat pervert, made my mom kill herself and then had the cheek to want to talk to me again." Joey ran what she had just said through his brain but it wasn't calculating. What did she mean by it all? "Ursula I don't understand what your saying!" "Oh ok, you want it plainer than that? Well lets see, our stepfather abused us, well, that wouldn't have been plural had Phoebe not ran away. When my mom found out she stuck her head in the oven, he went to jail and I was left alone. I think that pretty much sums it up. Oh but I bet she didn't tell you she was pregnant with his kid either did she? Joey I don't think you really know our dearest Phoebe at all do you! She's a lying bitch and deserves all that bad Karma she gets!" With that Ursula slammed the phone down, leaving a stunned Joey listening to a dead line. "That's why she was so upset and ran away, Phoebe was raped before!" He placed the phone back down in its holder and sat on the couch, everything going in slow motion. He felt sicker than he had ever done before, a multitude of emotions crushing his heart so much it hurt to breathe. He wanted to hold her in his arms and protect her forever, but she was gone and he knew deep down he was never going to find her. He curled up on the sofa and cried like he had never cried before.
Morning alone
When you come home
I breathe a little faster
Every time we're together
It'd never be the same
If you're not here
How can you stay away, away so long?
Why can't we stay together
Give me a reason
Give me a reason.
I, I don't wanna say it
I don't want to find another way
Make it trough the day without you
It's just another day
making the time
Find the right lines
What do I have to tell you
I'm just trying to hold on to something
(Trying to hold on to something good)
Give us a chance to make it.
Don't wanna hold on to never
I'm not that strong
I'm not that strong.
I, I don't wanna say it
I don't wanna find another way
Make it through the day without you
I, I can't resist
Trying to find exactly what I miss
It's just another day without you.
