(Ok, now I tried to do a little spell cheking since before this chapter had SOOOOOO many terrible spelling and grammar mistakes, but still it's not totally spell checked. I hope you understand everything still. And someday I will totally spelll check this I promise.) :)
Sorry again that it has been so long. I'm going trough a hectic time with my studies and education and personal life comes first to me. Besides since at the moment Friends don't come in TV in my country I have lack of inspiration to write this stroy. I am guessing One more chapter after this one and I'll send it sometime during this weekend hopefully but please give me time and be understanding. THANK YOU FOR THE REVIEWS! You're the greatest!
AND VERY IMPORTANT NOTE: The time is different in the C&M scenes and R&R scenes. That maybe confusing if you're reading both R&R and C&M parts but it shouldn't have any affect if you're reading only R&Ror C&M parts. I just had to do it this was other way it wouldn't have worked. :( And I was very tired while writing this late yesterday night so mistakes are more than likely to be found. :(
To Monica: Thank you for reviewing my other story also. It is an R&R story only and yes hell is my favorite word... gee I wonder how you guessed that *LOL*. Other favorites I have: It was too late to turn back, I love you more than life itself, Anything to do with somebody revenging someone... etc. I love using clishes! *LMAO*.
Chapter 11 "Sorry"
Her laughter was sweet. Somehow pure. Somehow enjoyable. Not at all annoying. Her smile was beautiful...perfect. And now they were laughing together. Him and who Chandler thought was one of his worst enemies. "How can this be?"
The laughter stopped soon, too soon. Silence was again present maybe even more uncomfortable silence than before. Chandler swallowed and blue eyes met blues.
Many mixed feelings ran trough Monica, but surprisingly hate wasn't one of them. She wasn't really sure what was happening but she felt at ease. She smiled but only a little. Scared that the calmness would disappear she didn't dare to loose the eye contact. She felt like she had to say something. Anything to make the uncomfortable silence go away, but nothing worth saying came to her head.
"So you really haven't even stole a candy bar?" She finally begun unsurely. Regretting the words as soon as they had slipped from her mouth. Chandler was very surprised by the fact the she was trying to start a conversation with him, but relieved that she did because the silence was killing him.
"Never. I'm not a criminal...all though I don't blame you if you think that I am." He repeated his thought now saying the words aloud to her. Maybe she would understand.
"No...I don't think of you as criminal of any kind."
"What do you think of me then?" he asked unsurely. Not sure if he wanted to hear her answer.
"Just a heartbroken man who was looking for someone to blame for his misery" she stated matter-of-factly thinking if she had gone too far saying it out loud, but his sweet smile reassured her to continue.
"I mean the woman you loved more than life itself had just left you in the altar off course you were bitter and longing for a revenge and I was an easy target."
"That is not an excuse for me to act how I did..." He immediately replied."...but thank you for being so understanding."
It didn't feel right for him to be thanking her. She wasn't totally innocent. She had taken his money. Not a lot of it, but some of it anyway and for selfish reasons too...to safe her company. She had to tell him the truth and soon or she would never be at peace with herself. It would be hard but it was the only thing she could do.
Her hands were shaking as she swallowed hard before starting "You shouldn't be thanking me..You were right about me...I am partly at blame for your misery."
"What do you mean?" Chandler asked surprised of her sudden outburst.
"Well...about the money..."
"Oh that's what this was all about" Chandler thought. Well the truth was he had totally forgotten the money issue. It was just an excuse for him to go after her...nothing more. He was a very wealthy man and the few hundred dollars that the woman had con from him didn't really make any difference. Directly speaking he couldn't really care less. He was about to say it out loud to her too. It was time to stop this nonsense so they could both go on with their lifes once and for all.
"Oh you mean that...You don't need to explain I..." He started but she cut him short.
"No but I do...At least I wanna tell you why."
"Well what the heck" Chandler thought He was a little curious to hear what the woman had to say so he let her continue.
"The catering business that I own..."She begun with an unsteady voice." Well it hadn't been going to well for us...I mean we had a quite a few unpaid loans and..."
"Your business was going to make a bankruptcy?" He asked surprised. "But I've heard that your food is great."
"It does't matter. There is just too much competition and not enough money to make it big. So the wedding...your wedding was a life savior for us. I spent rest of my money for the preparations..."
"...So when I came to give you your payment you didn't have any other choice than to take it." Chandler continued matter of factly.
"Yes...and I'm sorry. I know it was selfish but we did make all the preparations and stuff so we sort of deserved the money anyways." she added quickly praying for Chandlers understanding.
"I see what you mean...and you are right. You did the work that was asked for you to do and well if I might add. I just didn't see it then...you know your brother being the one who..."
"I know, but you have to believe me when I say that I had no idea he was going to do what he did...no idea what so ever." Monica swore.
Chandler looked deeply into her eyes. There was no way she could be lying...He had been wrong all this time. He had just been too blind to see it.
***
Ross was sitting in his room deep in his thoughts. "Rachel." He whispered dreamily. She was the only thing he thought about these days. He longed to touch her, feel her skin against his, but he knew he couldn't this was only a marriage in name. His thoughts were interrupted by a ringing tone coming from the cell phone.
"Ross Geller." Ross answered fast and almost got a heart attack when he heard Monica's quiet voice on the other end.
"Oh my God! Monica!" Ross yelled happily. He was so happy to hear her voice.
"Where have you been?" He continued quickly.
"Well I needed some time for myself. But don't you worry. I'm ok." Monica smiled.
"Sharon told me you had gone away somewhere. But I couldn't but to worry still. You never take time off from work. This is so unlike you." he noted.
"I know but people do change, don't they?" she laughed a little.
"I guess so. So when will you be coming back. There's something I wanna tell you in person. So many things has happened while you have been gone." Ross smile excitedly.
"Yeah, you and Cathy are probably married right now or at least engaged." Monica said asking.
"Well... I'll tell you when you come back."
"That may not be ina while... I really don't feel like coming back just yet."
"Oh... Well take your time but I do miss you a lot and call me again soon so we can talk some more."
"Yeah I'll do that and I miss you too a lot." with that they finished the call both longing to see each other again soon.
***
"Thank you for letting me call Ross." Monica smiled. Finally things were starting to look up. She hated to lie to her brother, but she just wasn't ready to tell the truth yet. It was too soon. She sensed that something was bothering him. He had sounded somehow strange in the phone, but she put it aside and turned her attention to Chandler.
"No need to thank me. You have suffered enough because of me now is time to give something back..." he joined her smile and continued."...and I'm again sorry for dragging you here with me unwillingly. I don't know what came over me?" Chandler run his hand through his hair. A gesture he did when he felt very uncomfortable.
"Well no harm was done...and I hate to admit this but it has been sort of entertaining... well different anyway." Monica smiled sweetly. The man had gone through enough it was not her place to make him feel any worse.
"I know you probably wanna leave home right away and I can off course drive you back to New York if you want?"
"No...I mean there is no hurry." Monica replied quickly. She just wasn't really up to going back to her empty apartment and the sleepless nights that would surely follow there. Chandler immediately sensed that something was wrong.
"You don't wanna go home?" he asked surprised.
"Well yes...maybe..I don't know. I doubt that anyone will be missing me there." she whispered sadly.
"I'm sure they would if the didn't think you were on a vacation."
"What do you mean on a vacation?"
"Well I sort of left a message to your colleagues saying that you took a few weeks vacation." Chandler smiled nervously.
"You did what? I can't believe you!" Monica yelled. "I think you are the one who needs therapy." She said remembering his earlier comment about her state of mind and laughed.
"I think we both could use some...at least it wouldn't hurt us." he smiled. "but I'm glad that everything is finally settled. If there is anything you want just tell me. I surely owe it to you after everything I have done."
"No I don't want anything from you..." Monica begun." Or maybe...no never mind"
"No you can ask me anything."
"Well if I could...you know...stay." She blurted out nervously "...for just a little while longer." she added.
***
More time passed by and Rachel and Ross had grown even more fond of each other. They now very often talked the whole night trough and they enjoyed each others company so much that neither of them really wanted to be apart from one another. Yet there were still many questions desperately needing answers. Questions that neither of them dared to ask, but soon they couldn't postpone asking them anymore. Year was soon over and they could finally get a divorce... Finally? That may be a wrong word to use, because at least when it came to Rachel she feared that day. In fact she hoped that it would never come, because leaving all this behind would be the hardest thing she had ever had to do... Leaving him behind would be the hardest thing she had ever had to do.
***
Rachel was sitting nervously in the living room couch. Ross had left earlier to meet his lawyer. Rachel knew exactly what it was about. Ross wanted to go get the divorce papers for her to sign. She looked at the door for the hundredth time hoping that it wouldn't open. "Who am I kidding? I can't do this!" She thought to herself.
"I should at least pack now so I can leave right away after signing the papers." Rachel knew that if she had to be in this house after signing the papers any longer than necessary she would most definitely collapse.
***
Chandler signed deeply. He couldn't believe his ears. Had this strange women just asked him to let her stay.
"What?" he asked shocked from Monica's request.
"Never mind...it was way out of line for me to ak you something like that...just forget it." She replied nervously. The man was surely not very wound of the idea of her staying. All the signs showed it clearly the man was not interested in her one bit. But why would she even care about that. She wasn't interested in the man either so why would she want him to be interested in her.
***
Rachel heard the door open and close down stairs. She knew that the time had come. Slowly she closed her eyes wishing she could turn back time, but who was she kidding? Se could hear Ross' steps coming closer and closer and soon there was a knock on the door.
"Come in." she weakly said and folded another one of her shirts into her bag.
"What are you doing?" Ross asked surprised after walking in.
Rachel just stared at him equally surpriced.
"What does it look like I'm doing... Packing of course." she whispered nearly crying.
"Yeah I got that, but what I meant was that why." he cleared his question.
"Well the year is up." Rachel continued as quietly as before. She couldn't get her voice back to a normal tone, because she knew that if she did Ross would hear in her voice how hard this was for her. She wanted to be strong. She needed Ross to think that she wanted this divorce as much as he did.
"Oh right..." Ross looked down to his shoes like he couldn't look Rachel in the eyes while saying this.
Both of theme stood there in a total silence for awhile.
"I really wanna thank you, Rachel." Ross finally started.
"For what?"
"Well for marrying me and...Well for everything really." He smiled weakly and Rachel returned that weak smile pretending that she wasn't aching inside.
"Well you're welcome." She smiled. "Since I've packed I could now sign the papers and be on my way out of here." She continued weakly.
"Oh... Where are you going if you don't mind me asking?"
"Well I need time off from New York for a little while so I think I'll be going to my aunts'. She lives in San Francisco." she explained and Ross nodded.
"Ok. Well here are the papers. I wrote little exes where you've got to sign." he said taking the papers from his brief case.
Rachel had to fight very hard to hold back the tears. Ross obviously wanted this over and done with as soon as possible. This time together had meant nothing to him.
Quietly Rachel signed everywhere she needed to and gave Ross the pen back.
"Here. This is yours." She forced a smile.
"Keep it... Something to remember me by." he said returning her smile, but what he didn't know was that his comment hurt Rachel more than anything.
Rachel walked away from the room and from the house without looking back. She knew that if she had looked back she couldn't have been able to leave.
"Hey Rach!" Ross still yelled from the window, which made her turn back one more time hoping that maybe Ross had change his mind about the divorce.
"I forgot to say Good Bye!" he yelled.
"Oh! Yeah right!" Rachel smiled tears falling down her cheeks, tears she couldn't fought back any more. Luckily Ross was too far away to see that she was crying.
"Good Bye!" Rachel yelled back and then turned away and walked to the cab waiting to take her to the airport.
Sorry again that it has been so long. I'm going trough a hectic time with my studies and education and personal life comes first to me. Besides since at the moment Friends don't come in TV in my country I have lack of inspiration to write this stroy. I am guessing One more chapter after this one and I'll send it sometime during this weekend hopefully but please give me time and be understanding. THANK YOU FOR THE REVIEWS! You're the greatest!
AND VERY IMPORTANT NOTE: The time is different in the C&M scenes and R&R scenes. That maybe confusing if you're reading both R&R and C&M parts but it shouldn't have any affect if you're reading only R&Ror C&M parts. I just had to do it this was other way it wouldn't have worked. :( And I was very tired while writing this late yesterday night so mistakes are more than likely to be found. :(
To Monica: Thank you for reviewing my other story also. It is an R&R story only and yes hell is my favorite word... gee I wonder how you guessed that *LOL*. Other favorites I have: It was too late to turn back, I love you more than life itself, Anything to do with somebody revenging someone... etc. I love using clishes! *LMAO*.
Chapter 11 "Sorry"
Her laughter was sweet. Somehow pure. Somehow enjoyable. Not at all annoying. Her smile was beautiful...perfect. And now they were laughing together. Him and who Chandler thought was one of his worst enemies. "How can this be?"
The laughter stopped soon, too soon. Silence was again present maybe even more uncomfortable silence than before. Chandler swallowed and blue eyes met blues.
Many mixed feelings ran trough Monica, but surprisingly hate wasn't one of them. She wasn't really sure what was happening but she felt at ease. She smiled but only a little. Scared that the calmness would disappear she didn't dare to loose the eye contact. She felt like she had to say something. Anything to make the uncomfortable silence go away, but nothing worth saying came to her head.
"So you really haven't even stole a candy bar?" She finally begun unsurely. Regretting the words as soon as they had slipped from her mouth. Chandler was very surprised by the fact the she was trying to start a conversation with him, but relieved that she did because the silence was killing him.
"Never. I'm not a criminal...all though I don't blame you if you think that I am." He repeated his thought now saying the words aloud to her. Maybe she would understand.
"No...I don't think of you as criminal of any kind."
"What do you think of me then?" he asked unsurely. Not sure if he wanted to hear her answer.
"Just a heartbroken man who was looking for someone to blame for his misery" she stated matter-of-factly thinking if she had gone too far saying it out loud, but his sweet smile reassured her to continue.
"I mean the woman you loved more than life itself had just left you in the altar off course you were bitter and longing for a revenge and I was an easy target."
"That is not an excuse for me to act how I did..." He immediately replied."...but thank you for being so understanding."
It didn't feel right for him to be thanking her. She wasn't totally innocent. She had taken his money. Not a lot of it, but some of it anyway and for selfish reasons too...to safe her company. She had to tell him the truth and soon or she would never be at peace with herself. It would be hard but it was the only thing she could do.
Her hands were shaking as she swallowed hard before starting "You shouldn't be thanking me..You were right about me...I am partly at blame for your misery."
"What do you mean?" Chandler asked surprised of her sudden outburst.
"Well...about the money..."
"Oh that's what this was all about" Chandler thought. Well the truth was he had totally forgotten the money issue. It was just an excuse for him to go after her...nothing more. He was a very wealthy man and the few hundred dollars that the woman had con from him didn't really make any difference. Directly speaking he couldn't really care less. He was about to say it out loud to her too. It was time to stop this nonsense so they could both go on with their lifes once and for all.
"Oh you mean that...You don't need to explain I..." He started but she cut him short.
"No but I do...At least I wanna tell you why."
"Well what the heck" Chandler thought He was a little curious to hear what the woman had to say so he let her continue.
"The catering business that I own..."She begun with an unsteady voice." Well it hadn't been going to well for us...I mean we had a quite a few unpaid loans and..."
"Your business was going to make a bankruptcy?" He asked surprised. "But I've heard that your food is great."
"It does't matter. There is just too much competition and not enough money to make it big. So the wedding...your wedding was a life savior for us. I spent rest of my money for the preparations..."
"...So when I came to give you your payment you didn't have any other choice than to take it." Chandler continued matter of factly.
"Yes...and I'm sorry. I know it was selfish but we did make all the preparations and stuff so we sort of deserved the money anyways." she added quickly praying for Chandlers understanding.
"I see what you mean...and you are right. You did the work that was asked for you to do and well if I might add. I just didn't see it then...you know your brother being the one who..."
"I know, but you have to believe me when I say that I had no idea he was going to do what he did...no idea what so ever." Monica swore.
Chandler looked deeply into her eyes. There was no way she could be lying...He had been wrong all this time. He had just been too blind to see it.
***
Ross was sitting in his room deep in his thoughts. "Rachel." He whispered dreamily. She was the only thing he thought about these days. He longed to touch her, feel her skin against his, but he knew he couldn't this was only a marriage in name. His thoughts were interrupted by a ringing tone coming from the cell phone.
"Ross Geller." Ross answered fast and almost got a heart attack when he heard Monica's quiet voice on the other end.
"Oh my God! Monica!" Ross yelled happily. He was so happy to hear her voice.
"Where have you been?" He continued quickly.
"Well I needed some time for myself. But don't you worry. I'm ok." Monica smiled.
"Sharon told me you had gone away somewhere. But I couldn't but to worry still. You never take time off from work. This is so unlike you." he noted.
"I know but people do change, don't they?" she laughed a little.
"I guess so. So when will you be coming back. There's something I wanna tell you in person. So many things has happened while you have been gone." Ross smile excitedly.
"Yeah, you and Cathy are probably married right now or at least engaged." Monica said asking.
"Well... I'll tell you when you come back."
"That may not be ina while... I really don't feel like coming back just yet."
"Oh... Well take your time but I do miss you a lot and call me again soon so we can talk some more."
"Yeah I'll do that and I miss you too a lot." with that they finished the call both longing to see each other again soon.
***
"Thank you for letting me call Ross." Monica smiled. Finally things were starting to look up. She hated to lie to her brother, but she just wasn't ready to tell the truth yet. It was too soon. She sensed that something was bothering him. He had sounded somehow strange in the phone, but she put it aside and turned her attention to Chandler.
"No need to thank me. You have suffered enough because of me now is time to give something back..." he joined her smile and continued."...and I'm again sorry for dragging you here with me unwillingly. I don't know what came over me?" Chandler run his hand through his hair. A gesture he did when he felt very uncomfortable.
"Well no harm was done...and I hate to admit this but it has been sort of entertaining... well different anyway." Monica smiled sweetly. The man had gone through enough it was not her place to make him feel any worse.
"I know you probably wanna leave home right away and I can off course drive you back to New York if you want?"
"No...I mean there is no hurry." Monica replied quickly. She just wasn't really up to going back to her empty apartment and the sleepless nights that would surely follow there. Chandler immediately sensed that something was wrong.
"You don't wanna go home?" he asked surprised.
"Well yes...maybe..I don't know. I doubt that anyone will be missing me there." she whispered sadly.
"I'm sure they would if the didn't think you were on a vacation."
"What do you mean on a vacation?"
"Well I sort of left a message to your colleagues saying that you took a few weeks vacation." Chandler smiled nervously.
"You did what? I can't believe you!" Monica yelled. "I think you are the one who needs therapy." She said remembering his earlier comment about her state of mind and laughed.
"I think we both could use some...at least it wouldn't hurt us." he smiled. "but I'm glad that everything is finally settled. If there is anything you want just tell me. I surely owe it to you after everything I have done."
"No I don't want anything from you..." Monica begun." Or maybe...no never mind"
"No you can ask me anything."
"Well if I could...you know...stay." She blurted out nervously "...for just a little while longer." she added.
***
More time passed by and Rachel and Ross had grown even more fond of each other. They now very often talked the whole night trough and they enjoyed each others company so much that neither of them really wanted to be apart from one another. Yet there were still many questions desperately needing answers. Questions that neither of them dared to ask, but soon they couldn't postpone asking them anymore. Year was soon over and they could finally get a divorce... Finally? That may be a wrong word to use, because at least when it came to Rachel she feared that day. In fact she hoped that it would never come, because leaving all this behind would be the hardest thing she had ever had to do... Leaving him behind would be the hardest thing she had ever had to do.
***
Rachel was sitting nervously in the living room couch. Ross had left earlier to meet his lawyer. Rachel knew exactly what it was about. Ross wanted to go get the divorce papers for her to sign. She looked at the door for the hundredth time hoping that it wouldn't open. "Who am I kidding? I can't do this!" She thought to herself.
"I should at least pack now so I can leave right away after signing the papers." Rachel knew that if she had to be in this house after signing the papers any longer than necessary she would most definitely collapse.
***
Chandler signed deeply. He couldn't believe his ears. Had this strange women just asked him to let her stay.
"What?" he asked shocked from Monica's request.
"Never mind...it was way out of line for me to ak you something like that...just forget it." She replied nervously. The man was surely not very wound of the idea of her staying. All the signs showed it clearly the man was not interested in her one bit. But why would she even care about that. She wasn't interested in the man either so why would she want him to be interested in her.
***
Rachel heard the door open and close down stairs. She knew that the time had come. Slowly she closed her eyes wishing she could turn back time, but who was she kidding? Se could hear Ross' steps coming closer and closer and soon there was a knock on the door.
"Come in." she weakly said and folded another one of her shirts into her bag.
"What are you doing?" Ross asked surprised after walking in.
Rachel just stared at him equally surpriced.
"What does it look like I'm doing... Packing of course." she whispered nearly crying.
"Yeah I got that, but what I meant was that why." he cleared his question.
"Well the year is up." Rachel continued as quietly as before. She couldn't get her voice back to a normal tone, because she knew that if she did Ross would hear in her voice how hard this was for her. She wanted to be strong. She needed Ross to think that she wanted this divorce as much as he did.
"Oh right..." Ross looked down to his shoes like he couldn't look Rachel in the eyes while saying this.
Both of theme stood there in a total silence for awhile.
"I really wanna thank you, Rachel." Ross finally started.
"For what?"
"Well for marrying me and...Well for everything really." He smiled weakly and Rachel returned that weak smile pretending that she wasn't aching inside.
"Well you're welcome." She smiled. "Since I've packed I could now sign the papers and be on my way out of here." She continued weakly.
"Oh... Where are you going if you don't mind me asking?"
"Well I need time off from New York for a little while so I think I'll be going to my aunts'. She lives in San Francisco." she explained and Ross nodded.
"Ok. Well here are the papers. I wrote little exes where you've got to sign." he said taking the papers from his brief case.
Rachel had to fight very hard to hold back the tears. Ross obviously wanted this over and done with as soon as possible. This time together had meant nothing to him.
Quietly Rachel signed everywhere she needed to and gave Ross the pen back.
"Here. This is yours." She forced a smile.
"Keep it... Something to remember me by." he said returning her smile, but what he didn't know was that his comment hurt Rachel more than anything.
Rachel walked away from the room and from the house without looking back. She knew that if she had looked back she couldn't have been able to leave.
"Hey Rach!" Ross still yelled from the window, which made her turn back one more time hoping that maybe Ross had change his mind about the divorce.
"I forgot to say Good Bye!" he yelled.
"Oh! Yeah right!" Rachel smiled tears falling down her cheeks, tears she couldn't fought back any more. Luckily Ross was too far away to see that she was crying.
"Good Bye!" Rachel yelled back and then turned away and walked to the cab waiting to take her to the airport.
