Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. The characters in this story are
borrowed from the TV show "Friends". I own no characters. No money is being
made from this story. Any resemblance of a character in this story to any
real person living or dead is purely coincidental. Likewise, any
resemblance between an organisation depicted in this story and any such
actual organisation is purely coincidental. Why would you sue me anyway?
I'm 15...I'm broke.
Thankyou for all the reviews. They mean a lot to me. I added in the last few bits from last chapter so you remember what happened as it was a pretty crucial chapter.
Chapter 7:
At that moment all he could hear was Chandler crying and finally he said it. "He raped me. He fucking raped me."
"Who Chandler? Who?"
After a moments hesitation, Chandler answered. "My dad".
They both remained quiet and just sat there. Neither wanting to disturb the peace. Both were glad that he had finally admitted what really happened to someone. Joey wasn't looking forward to the road ahead. He knew Chandler was going to need help. He knew he would need Monica.
At that moment, Monica walked through the door into Chandler and Joey's apartment and saw Chandler crying in Joey's arms. She immediately knew that Chandler had admitted what was wrong...she could tell by Joey's look. She walked over and sat down next to him. Cautiously she placed her arms on his shoulders. She felt him flinch slightly, but calm down.
"I...I'm sorry". Chandler whispered slowly. "I'm so so sorry. I...I was wrong. I'm bad. I need to forget. I just need to forget." He slowly rocked back and forth, placing his hands on his eyes as if he was trying to block out the sun, only he was trying to block out a memory.
"No, no Chandler. You're not bad. They're is nothing wrong with you. Nothing. Do you hear me? Don't forget Chandler. The only way you're going to get through this is by remembering. OK? Don't block them out". Monica said, rubbing his back. Joey had pulled her aside soon after she first came in the room and told her what happened.
Slowly Chandler went to sleep on the couch with Monica and Joey sitting on either side of him. After they were both sure he was asleep they walked over to the kitchen.
"I'm so glad you came Monica."
"Me too. I can't believe that he finally let it all out. I could kill his father though? I mean, what kind of parent does that? It's sick. I mean, I knew his father was gay but.... I would never have suspected."
"Me neither. What are we going to do?"
"He needs to see someone. I don't know if he will though...but he needs to."
Chandler silently listened as his best friends discussed his future. He would see someone. Anything for Monica.
Thankyou for all the reviews. They mean a lot to me. I added in the last few bits from last chapter so you remember what happened as it was a pretty crucial chapter.
Chapter 7:
At that moment all he could hear was Chandler crying and finally he said it. "He raped me. He fucking raped me."
"Who Chandler? Who?"
After a moments hesitation, Chandler answered. "My dad".
They both remained quiet and just sat there. Neither wanting to disturb the peace. Both were glad that he had finally admitted what really happened to someone. Joey wasn't looking forward to the road ahead. He knew Chandler was going to need help. He knew he would need Monica.
At that moment, Monica walked through the door into Chandler and Joey's apartment and saw Chandler crying in Joey's arms. She immediately knew that Chandler had admitted what was wrong...she could tell by Joey's look. She walked over and sat down next to him. Cautiously she placed her arms on his shoulders. She felt him flinch slightly, but calm down.
"I...I'm sorry". Chandler whispered slowly. "I'm so so sorry. I...I was wrong. I'm bad. I need to forget. I just need to forget." He slowly rocked back and forth, placing his hands on his eyes as if he was trying to block out the sun, only he was trying to block out a memory.
"No, no Chandler. You're not bad. They're is nothing wrong with you. Nothing. Do you hear me? Don't forget Chandler. The only way you're going to get through this is by remembering. OK? Don't block them out". Monica said, rubbing his back. Joey had pulled her aside soon after she first came in the room and told her what happened.
Slowly Chandler went to sleep on the couch with Monica and Joey sitting on either side of him. After they were both sure he was asleep they walked over to the kitchen.
"I'm so glad you came Monica."
"Me too. I can't believe that he finally let it all out. I could kill his father though? I mean, what kind of parent does that? It's sick. I mean, I knew his father was gay but.... I would never have suspected."
"Me neither. What are we going to do?"
"He needs to see someone. I don't know if he will though...but he needs to."
Chandler silently listened as his best friends discussed his future. He would see someone. Anything for Monica.
