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Chapter 2
"Hey Ross." Joey greeted as he ate a Joey special on the couch. "Hey. Have you seen Phoebe this morning?" Ross asked placing himself next to Joey. "Nope." Joey plainly answered. "Or Monica?" Ross questioned once again. "Nope. Why what's up?" Joey replied. "Well late last night I was passing by Phoebe's apartment on my way back, when I heard someone scream from her place. Yet when I found Phoebe she just kept denying the fact that she screamed. And I can't find her or Monica anywhere." Ross explained taking a slice of pizza for himself. "Oh. But what's Monica got to do with it?" Joey requested reaching for the beer on the table. "Usually she's either in the coffee house or in her apartment. But I've looked everywhere for her. I even phoned Monica's restaurant but she's not there. Look if you see her or Phoebe just say I'm looking for them." Ross announced heading for the door. "I've gotta go take Ben to preschool, so keep an eye out for Mon and Pheebs." "Sure. See ya around." Joey replied continuing to pig out on his pizzas.
It was approaching mid day, and Phoebe and Monica were browsing through the clothes in Ralph Lauren. They'd been there for about an hour already, and Phoebe had put down all of the dresses they'd passed. It seems nothing suited Monica in Phoebe's mind. "How bout' this one?" Monica asked holding up a sexy black dress, which was very revealing. "No." Phoebe quickly answered looking away. Monica noticed how Phoebe just wasn't with it. She just seemed to say no every time. "Are you sure you're okay? I mean you've said no to all the outfits I've picked up?" Monica questioned with worry in her voice. She watched as Phoebe anxiously hesitated. It was weird coz Pheebs never acted so strange. Well.. Not like this anyway. "Erm.I.well it's like.." Phoebe trailed off. "It's okay you can tell me anything, Phoebe." Monica explained putting the dress back on its hanger. With one deep sigh Phoebe decided to explain. After all where was keeping quiet getting her? "Look I know you're gonna laugh at me but. I kinda had a dream last night, but I don't wanna talk about." Phoebe announced moving off to the next section of clothes but not quite quick enough for Monica. "Wait. Phoebe just talk to me. I'm your friend you can tell me anything." Monica softly said. "I had a dream about you and Chandler. You were.in a theatre." Phoebe began "Oh my god, how did she know where we were going out tonight? It's not like I told her." Monica thought with curiosity. "I watched you and Chandler being led down to your seats. But I felt like.like.something was wrong." Phoebe told as she sat down on the nearest seat followed by Monica. "And then I saw something. I can't remember what it was but... something was telling me that.it wasn't supposed to happen." Phoebe announced sadly. For once in her life, Monica didn't want to believe what Phoebe had predicted. I mean there's no such thing as psychic people. "You're lying." Monica snapped now getting up. "What?" Phoebe asked getting up too. "I'm fed up of believing what you dream up Phoebe! You always do this just to freak us out!" Monica yelled ignoring the staring people. "I'm not lying Monica. Why would I do that? I'm not a lier okay?!" Phoebe shouted back following Monica out of the store. "Yeah you are. I mean what kind of little slut would try to do that? A slut like you that's right. Don't you dare ever start up your lies infront of Chandler. You know and I know how freaked out he can get when you start up your crap!" Monica screeched angrily. "Excuse me?! Did you call me a slut? Well why don't you just look in the mirror sweetie? After all it's not like you're so perfect with your stupid neat ways and your god damn control freak life. I hope you get over yourself and I hope your little Chandler gets freaked out and leaves you for a normal human being! Because you know what he's just a sad little prick who gets scared over a load of shit!" Phoebe screamed going red slightly. Before she knew it, Phoebe felt a sharp twinge in the side of her face. Monica had slapped her like Phoebe had never experienced. "Don't you ever say that about Chandler." Monica sharply spat and stormed off out of sight. "Bitch." Phoebe muttered and turned in the opposite direction.
"Hey Mon, what's up?" Rachel asked as she watched Monica step in. "Nothing okay? Just leave me alone." Monica snapped back as she stomped into her room. Hearing the tone in her voice and the way Monica slammed both the doors, something was definitely wrong. But what was wrong was the question. Had she had an argument with Chandler? Had she lost her job or something? Who knows? Just as Rach was about to see what was wrong with Monica, Chandler walked in. "Hey Rach. Is Monica home?" Chandler sweetly questioned chucking his briefcase in the corner. "Yeah, but something's upset Monica." Rachel sadly explained watching Chandler's expression drop. "What?" Chandler requested feeling worried. "I don't know. She just burst in with an angry tone and stuff and she's in her room." Rachel announced watching him head straight for her room. Without even thinking about knocking Chandler quietly opened their bedroom door. The room was pitch black without any lights on and just faintly Chandler could work out where Monica was. Like any other depressed person, Monica had flopped out onto her bed and just turned on her side to cry. "Mon?" Chandler whispered as he sat down next to her in the dark. She remained silent as Chandler cuddled up to her and stroked her silky hair. "Tell me what's wrong honey, I hate to see you like this." Chandler asked once again in a whisper. "Phoebe." Monica quietly replied not moving an inch. "What's happened with Phoebe?" Chandler questioned softly. "She's a stupid bitch and I hate her more than anything. That's what's happened." Monica sharply explained feeling the hatred wash over like a wave. "Why?" Chandler asked once again. He watched as Monica turned over to face him and sat up. "We had a erm. a fight this afternoon. But the things she said hurt me really bad." Monica explained feeling new tears drift in. "She had a right old go at me about you; she kept saying awful things about you which-" Before Monica could finish she'd burst into tears, which Chandler had then wrapped his arms tightly around her. "It's okay. Don't worry about Phoebe, you'll sort things out, I promise." Chandler replied starting to feel his eyes prickle seeing Monica like this. "I love you so much Chandler." Monica announced staring deep into his electric blue eyes. "I love you too Monica." Chandler told as their lips met and passionately kissed.
"Can you hear what they're saying?" Rachel whispered to Joey as they listened hard against the bedroom door. "No but I can hear something else. It's like. sounds like. they're doin it!" Joey replied childishly. "Please get over it Joey. But do you really think that's what they're doing?" Rachel asked with a smirk on her face. "Well what sounds do you make when you do it?" Joey announced. "Oh my god, yep. I think that's what's going on." Rachel announced feeling a little uneasy after hearing the small moans going on inside. Suddenly the door banged open and there stood Phoebe looking just as depressed as Monica. There became a deadly silence between the three. "What?! Is there a problem with me? Quit staring you losers." Phoebe shouted slamming the door shut as hard as she could. "Phoebe, you need to talk to Monica. I think this is a real-" "Oh here we go! The little cow's gone grassing to all you guys about our fight. Well let me tell you something. She needs to get over her sad pathetic life and get on with it!" Phoebe screeched slamming her fist on the table. "Phoebe! You can't take this out on us. We understand the situation on both points of view so we're here to help okay?" Rachel explained. "Just calm down a bit Pheebs. Take a break and just keep out of Monica's way." Joey explained as the bedroom door opened. "What's going on? I thought I heard shouts-" Monica stopped dead in her tracks as her eyes met Phoebe's. Once again there became another silence which seemed that it could kill any moment. Chandler, Joey and Rachel watched with fear as Phoebe and Monica glared with pure evil at each other.
"Phoebe." Monica said with hatred in her voice. "Monica." Phoebe replied feeling hatred too. "I'm gonna leave." Rachel quickly spoke up grabbing her bag and exiting. "You know what me too." Joey copied uneasily following her out the door. Chandler just stood there by the door watching the pair stand opposite each other. I mean what else was he supposed to do? "So I heard you told everyone about us and put me as the bad guy?!" Phoebe yelled. "No I didn't actually. But I have explained to Chandler here what a total asshole you are." Monica exclaimed trying to act as nasty as possible. "Huh you can't say much! After all you too are a total asshole and Chandler here, well poor him I'd have to say. I don't know how he puts up wit your freaking whining and your sad neat freak ways followed by your sad obsessive life!" Phoebe shouted taking a step towards her. "Excuse me? You think I'm sad? Well think again Pheebs. At least I have the decency to not make up crap and freak everyone out! At least I don't go down to the coffee house and sing awful songs infront of people who totally think how humiliated you must be! Well just take a moment to think Phoebe! You need to start to buck your ideas up coz I swear I'll hit you so hard, you won't live to see tomorrow!" Monica screeched going red. "I'd love to see you try!" Phoebe replied folding her arms. "Oh yeah?! You would? Well have a little taster!" Monica screamed giving Phoebe a blow to the face. "Monica don't start." Chandler suggested taking hold of her. "No it's okay Chandler, I can do this." Monica explained watching Phoebe get to grips with what had just happened. "You little slut!" Phoebe shouted shoving Monica backwards as hard as she could. Within a moment there became of a girl fight. Chandler tried so hard to break up the girl fight but however hard he tried, it just got worse. Until Phoebe did something she shouldn't. She hit Monica so hard in the head, she fell down to the ground.unconscious.
Well what did you think? Just review for me please. I love emails! See ya around. Jazz x x
Chapter 2
"Hey Ross." Joey greeted as he ate a Joey special on the couch. "Hey. Have you seen Phoebe this morning?" Ross asked placing himself next to Joey. "Nope." Joey plainly answered. "Or Monica?" Ross questioned once again. "Nope. Why what's up?" Joey replied. "Well late last night I was passing by Phoebe's apartment on my way back, when I heard someone scream from her place. Yet when I found Phoebe she just kept denying the fact that she screamed. And I can't find her or Monica anywhere." Ross explained taking a slice of pizza for himself. "Oh. But what's Monica got to do with it?" Joey requested reaching for the beer on the table. "Usually she's either in the coffee house or in her apartment. But I've looked everywhere for her. I even phoned Monica's restaurant but she's not there. Look if you see her or Phoebe just say I'm looking for them." Ross announced heading for the door. "I've gotta go take Ben to preschool, so keep an eye out for Mon and Pheebs." "Sure. See ya around." Joey replied continuing to pig out on his pizzas.
It was approaching mid day, and Phoebe and Monica were browsing through the clothes in Ralph Lauren. They'd been there for about an hour already, and Phoebe had put down all of the dresses they'd passed. It seems nothing suited Monica in Phoebe's mind. "How bout' this one?" Monica asked holding up a sexy black dress, which was very revealing. "No." Phoebe quickly answered looking away. Monica noticed how Phoebe just wasn't with it. She just seemed to say no every time. "Are you sure you're okay? I mean you've said no to all the outfits I've picked up?" Monica questioned with worry in her voice. She watched as Phoebe anxiously hesitated. It was weird coz Pheebs never acted so strange. Well.. Not like this anyway. "Erm.I.well it's like.." Phoebe trailed off. "It's okay you can tell me anything, Phoebe." Monica explained putting the dress back on its hanger. With one deep sigh Phoebe decided to explain. After all where was keeping quiet getting her? "Look I know you're gonna laugh at me but. I kinda had a dream last night, but I don't wanna talk about." Phoebe announced moving off to the next section of clothes but not quite quick enough for Monica. "Wait. Phoebe just talk to me. I'm your friend you can tell me anything." Monica softly said. "I had a dream about you and Chandler. You were.in a theatre." Phoebe began "Oh my god, how did she know where we were going out tonight? It's not like I told her." Monica thought with curiosity. "I watched you and Chandler being led down to your seats. But I felt like.like.something was wrong." Phoebe told as she sat down on the nearest seat followed by Monica. "And then I saw something. I can't remember what it was but... something was telling me that.it wasn't supposed to happen." Phoebe announced sadly. For once in her life, Monica didn't want to believe what Phoebe had predicted. I mean there's no such thing as psychic people. "You're lying." Monica snapped now getting up. "What?" Phoebe asked getting up too. "I'm fed up of believing what you dream up Phoebe! You always do this just to freak us out!" Monica yelled ignoring the staring people. "I'm not lying Monica. Why would I do that? I'm not a lier okay?!" Phoebe shouted back following Monica out of the store. "Yeah you are. I mean what kind of little slut would try to do that? A slut like you that's right. Don't you dare ever start up your lies infront of Chandler. You know and I know how freaked out he can get when you start up your crap!" Monica screeched angrily. "Excuse me?! Did you call me a slut? Well why don't you just look in the mirror sweetie? After all it's not like you're so perfect with your stupid neat ways and your god damn control freak life. I hope you get over yourself and I hope your little Chandler gets freaked out and leaves you for a normal human being! Because you know what he's just a sad little prick who gets scared over a load of shit!" Phoebe screamed going red slightly. Before she knew it, Phoebe felt a sharp twinge in the side of her face. Monica had slapped her like Phoebe had never experienced. "Don't you ever say that about Chandler." Monica sharply spat and stormed off out of sight. "Bitch." Phoebe muttered and turned in the opposite direction.
"Hey Mon, what's up?" Rachel asked as she watched Monica step in. "Nothing okay? Just leave me alone." Monica snapped back as she stomped into her room. Hearing the tone in her voice and the way Monica slammed both the doors, something was definitely wrong. But what was wrong was the question. Had she had an argument with Chandler? Had she lost her job or something? Who knows? Just as Rach was about to see what was wrong with Monica, Chandler walked in. "Hey Rach. Is Monica home?" Chandler sweetly questioned chucking his briefcase in the corner. "Yeah, but something's upset Monica." Rachel sadly explained watching Chandler's expression drop. "What?" Chandler requested feeling worried. "I don't know. She just burst in with an angry tone and stuff and she's in her room." Rachel announced watching him head straight for her room. Without even thinking about knocking Chandler quietly opened their bedroom door. The room was pitch black without any lights on and just faintly Chandler could work out where Monica was. Like any other depressed person, Monica had flopped out onto her bed and just turned on her side to cry. "Mon?" Chandler whispered as he sat down next to her in the dark. She remained silent as Chandler cuddled up to her and stroked her silky hair. "Tell me what's wrong honey, I hate to see you like this." Chandler asked once again in a whisper. "Phoebe." Monica quietly replied not moving an inch. "What's happened with Phoebe?" Chandler questioned softly. "She's a stupid bitch and I hate her more than anything. That's what's happened." Monica sharply explained feeling the hatred wash over like a wave. "Why?" Chandler asked once again. He watched as Monica turned over to face him and sat up. "We had a erm. a fight this afternoon. But the things she said hurt me really bad." Monica explained feeling new tears drift in. "She had a right old go at me about you; she kept saying awful things about you which-" Before Monica could finish she'd burst into tears, which Chandler had then wrapped his arms tightly around her. "It's okay. Don't worry about Phoebe, you'll sort things out, I promise." Chandler replied starting to feel his eyes prickle seeing Monica like this. "I love you so much Chandler." Monica announced staring deep into his electric blue eyes. "I love you too Monica." Chandler told as their lips met and passionately kissed.
"Can you hear what they're saying?" Rachel whispered to Joey as they listened hard against the bedroom door. "No but I can hear something else. It's like. sounds like. they're doin it!" Joey replied childishly. "Please get over it Joey. But do you really think that's what they're doing?" Rachel asked with a smirk on her face. "Well what sounds do you make when you do it?" Joey announced. "Oh my god, yep. I think that's what's going on." Rachel announced feeling a little uneasy after hearing the small moans going on inside. Suddenly the door banged open and there stood Phoebe looking just as depressed as Monica. There became a deadly silence between the three. "What?! Is there a problem with me? Quit staring you losers." Phoebe shouted slamming the door shut as hard as she could. "Phoebe, you need to talk to Monica. I think this is a real-" "Oh here we go! The little cow's gone grassing to all you guys about our fight. Well let me tell you something. She needs to get over her sad pathetic life and get on with it!" Phoebe screeched slamming her fist on the table. "Phoebe! You can't take this out on us. We understand the situation on both points of view so we're here to help okay?" Rachel explained. "Just calm down a bit Pheebs. Take a break and just keep out of Monica's way." Joey explained as the bedroom door opened. "What's going on? I thought I heard shouts-" Monica stopped dead in her tracks as her eyes met Phoebe's. Once again there became another silence which seemed that it could kill any moment. Chandler, Joey and Rachel watched with fear as Phoebe and Monica glared with pure evil at each other.
"Phoebe." Monica said with hatred in her voice. "Monica." Phoebe replied feeling hatred too. "I'm gonna leave." Rachel quickly spoke up grabbing her bag and exiting. "You know what me too." Joey copied uneasily following her out the door. Chandler just stood there by the door watching the pair stand opposite each other. I mean what else was he supposed to do? "So I heard you told everyone about us and put me as the bad guy?!" Phoebe yelled. "No I didn't actually. But I have explained to Chandler here what a total asshole you are." Monica exclaimed trying to act as nasty as possible. "Huh you can't say much! After all you too are a total asshole and Chandler here, well poor him I'd have to say. I don't know how he puts up wit your freaking whining and your sad neat freak ways followed by your sad obsessive life!" Phoebe shouted taking a step towards her. "Excuse me? You think I'm sad? Well think again Pheebs. At least I have the decency to not make up crap and freak everyone out! At least I don't go down to the coffee house and sing awful songs infront of people who totally think how humiliated you must be! Well just take a moment to think Phoebe! You need to start to buck your ideas up coz I swear I'll hit you so hard, you won't live to see tomorrow!" Monica screeched going red. "I'd love to see you try!" Phoebe replied folding her arms. "Oh yeah?! You would? Well have a little taster!" Monica screamed giving Phoebe a blow to the face. "Monica don't start." Chandler suggested taking hold of her. "No it's okay Chandler, I can do this." Monica explained watching Phoebe get to grips with what had just happened. "You little slut!" Phoebe shouted shoving Monica backwards as hard as she could. Within a moment there became of a girl fight. Chandler tried so hard to break up the girl fight but however hard he tried, it just got worse. Until Phoebe did something she shouldn't. She hit Monica so hard in the head, she fell down to the ground.unconscious.
Well what did you think? Just review for me please. I love emails! See ya around. Jazz x x
