Breaking Away
Chapter 4: Forgiveness
A/N: Hey I'm back!! I figured that I might as well try to continue this. I've had a really busy couple of months, but things are starting to settle down now. In case my devoted readers (heh heh) have forgotten; this is a straight-up angsty Rachel/Joey fic. It picks up right after the S9 finale in Barbados. Joey kissed Rachel, Rachel pushed him away and the result was more angst. A wrinkle showed up in Chapter 3, in the form of Janine. Hopefully the background has been filled in. Unfortunately due to some unexplained reason, the text in Chapter 3 was messed up. It might happen again, so if anyone knows why and how to fix it, please share.
"Well thank god that trip's over!" said Monica in relief as they entered her apartment. "Leave it to our friends to create drama everywhere they go." Chandler agreed, sighing. "This trip was worse than the one where Ross got married." "Which time?" asked Monica with a slight chuckle. "Yeah, you know, we might actually have the most normal love lives of all our friends. Except for Phoebe of course" Chandler mused. "Yeah you're right" Monica agreed. "Oh well, let's unpack. Come on" she said jerking her head toward the bedrooms. "All right" said Chandler excitedly. Monica rolled her eyes. "Strictly unpacking, Mr. Bing, strictly unpacking. It's better than sex!" Chandler looked hurt "Except the sex with you, honey" Monica quickly said, walking to the bedroom "And Richard" she added "Okay stop talking now" Chandler said forcefully.
Rachel warily eyed Joey's room where he had been since they had arrived four hours ago. The oven timer dinged, startling her. Joey's door swung open and Joey walked to the Baracalounger. Rachel watched him inquisitively. The television flicked to life and the screen was filled with running female lifeguards. Rachel rolled her eyes and then determinedly started out for the chair, vowing to make Joey talk to her. She stepped in front of the television, blocking his view. "Joey, honey, I think we need to talk" Joey wordlessly shook his head "Come on Joey, we live together" "Not for much longer" Joey said in a flat voice. 'What?" asked Rachel, taken aback. "I'm really sorry, but living with you would be too hard for me. I talked to Estelle and she says she can get me a part on this Broadway play. Maybe. There might be tap-dancing involved, so maybe not. In any case, I also spoke to Charlie." "You did?" asked Rachel tightly, "Before or after she broke up with you?" "After" said Joey simply. "She felt guilty or something. Anyways, the point is that she knows of this apartment with incredible rent right downtown. It's really close to Broadway and Estelle's office. I'll probably move there in like a couple of weeks. Until then, I'm thinking I'll stay with my mom in Queens" Rachel swallowed hard "Joey" she swallowed again to keep her voice under control "What about me" "You can stay here for as long as you want" Joey quickly said,
"I'll pay for my share of the rent for however long you want me to" With that Joey got up from his chair and walked back to the bedroom. Rachel stood there in shock for what felt forever.
There was a knock at Monica's door. Chandler opened the door to find Rachel with a blanket wrapped around her. "Can I sleep here tonight?" she asked. Wordlessly Chandler nodded, leading her to the couch. As he tucked her in, Rachel, for what felt like the millionth time in the last few days, began to sob. Silently, Chandler held her as his plaid housecoat turned wet from Rachel's tears
A/N: Hey I'm back!! I figured that I might as well try to continue this. I've had a really busy couple of months, but things are starting to settle down now. In case my devoted readers (heh heh) have forgotten; this is a straight-up angsty Rachel/Joey fic. It picks up right after the S9 finale in Barbados. Joey kissed Rachel, Rachel pushed him away and the result was more angst. A wrinkle showed up in Chapter 3, in the form of Janine. Hopefully the background has been filled in. Unfortunately due to some unexplained reason, the text in Chapter 3 was messed up. It might happen again, so if anyone knows why and how to fix it, please share.
"Well thank god that trip's over!" said Monica in relief as they entered her apartment. "Leave it to our friends to create drama everywhere they go." Chandler agreed, sighing. "This trip was worse than the one where Ross got married." "Which time?" asked Monica with a slight chuckle. "Yeah, you know, we might actually have the most normal love lives of all our friends. Except for Phoebe of course" Chandler mused. "Yeah you're right" Monica agreed. "Oh well, let's unpack. Come on" she said jerking her head toward the bedrooms. "All right" said Chandler excitedly. Monica rolled her eyes. "Strictly unpacking, Mr. Bing, strictly unpacking. It's better than sex!" Chandler looked hurt "Except the sex with you, honey" Monica quickly said, walking to the bedroom "And Richard" she added "Okay stop talking now" Chandler said forcefully.
Rachel warily eyed Joey's room where he had been since they had arrived four hours ago. The oven timer dinged, startling her. Joey's door swung open and Joey walked to the Baracalounger. Rachel watched him inquisitively. The television flicked to life and the screen was filled with running female lifeguards. Rachel rolled her eyes and then determinedly started out for the chair, vowing to make Joey talk to her. She stepped in front of the television, blocking his view. "Joey, honey, I think we need to talk" Joey wordlessly shook his head "Come on Joey, we live together" "Not for much longer" Joey said in a flat voice. 'What?" asked Rachel, taken aback. "I'm really sorry, but living with you would be too hard for me. I talked to Estelle and she says she can get me a part on this Broadway play. Maybe. There might be tap-dancing involved, so maybe not. In any case, I also spoke to Charlie." "You did?" asked Rachel tightly, "Before or after she broke up with you?" "After" said Joey simply. "She felt guilty or something. Anyways, the point is that she knows of this apartment with incredible rent right downtown. It's really close to Broadway and Estelle's office. I'll probably move there in like a couple of weeks. Until then, I'm thinking I'll stay with my mom in Queens" Rachel swallowed hard "Joey" she swallowed again to keep her voice under control "What about me" "You can stay here for as long as you want" Joey quickly said,
"I'll pay for my share of the rent for however long you want me to" With that Joey got up from his chair and walked back to the bedroom. Rachel stood there in shock for what felt forever.
There was a knock at Monica's door. Chandler opened the door to find Rachel with a blanket wrapped around her. "Can I sleep here tonight?" she asked. Wordlessly Chandler nodded, leading her to the couch. As he tucked her in, Rachel, for what felt like the millionth time in the last few days, began to sob. Silently, Chandler held her as his plaid housecoat turned wet from Rachel's tears
