The Girl Chapter Four

People can say what they want about going to a shrink, but once you find the right one you'll be fine.

Monica walked into the building feeling a little outta place. There was a bunch of people here and many of them were young or teenagers. Once she had signed in she took a seat. She had to sit next to a teenage girl. The girl was holding a single book the title of it not visible.

Reena noticed the lady looking at her 'book' and decided the she seemed really nervous. Reena decided to break the ice between her and this complete stranger.

"Hi, my name is Reena." Reena said offering her hand.

"Monica." Mon replied shaking the extended hand.

"What are you doing here? You seem like a normal person."

"Umm.."

Monica looked uncomfortable and Reena realized her mistake.

"Sorry.." she started but was cut off by Monica.

"No that's okay really. I slit my wrists."

"Really?! So did I. See." Reena pulled up her long sleeve revealing the scars that had formed on the underside of the girl's arm. "But I'm over it now. I realized that I was just hiding from some emotional pain. Who are you here to see?"

"Deborah."

"I see her too. You must have the slot after me. My mom is in there now. They always talk just to compare notes about how I'm doing. She's great."

Just then a two women walked out of the hallway.

"Bye Deborah." Reena and her mom walked to the door but just as Reena was about to follow her mom out the door she turned around smiled and said "Bye Mon. Good luck. You'll do fine."

Monica was stunned at this girl's wisdom. She seemed so young but had been through more than Monica would ever know. Why is it that the people who have been hurt or have problems are often smarter then those who are fine? Monica wonder as she followed the lady into the office.

"So how was it?" Phoebe asked once they entered Rachel and Monica's new apartment which they had moved into this morning.

Boxes were everywhere and Monica sat heavily on one.

"It was kinda weird at first but after we got to talking she turned out to be an incredibly nice person." she said.

"Well duh." Phoebe said. "You just met her."

Phoebe left soon after Monica returned so that Rachel and Monica could begin to clean and put stuff away. There was a knock on the door and Chandler poked his head in.

"Hey can I come in?" he asked.

Rachel looked at Monica who nodded.

"Welcome to Monica and Rachel's new apartment!" Rachel exclaimed excitedly at the first 'real' visitor, other then Phoebe, of course.

"Can I ask you two a question?" he inquired.

"Yea sure." Rach said. Monica just nodded.

"Would it be okay of Joey and me rented the apartment across the hall?"

"Fine with me." Rachel said.

They both looked at Monica and she knew that she had to start somewhere.

"Yea sure." Monica whispered.

"Great. I gotta go tell Joey." he said running out the open door.

"Mon you okay?" Rachel asked once Chandler had left.

"Yea. There's just something about him..."

"What?"

"He kinda scares me, but not nearly as much as any other man."

Rachel smiled "Talk to him and you'll know why." she said.

When Chandler and Joey returned later that night the girls were almost all unpacked.

"Joey could you take this box into my room for me?" Rachel asked him as he shoved part of the freshly made sandwich into his mouth.

"Sure." he said food flying out of his mouth.

"JOEY!" Rachel corrected him.

"Sorry." he said putting the sandwich down, picking up the box, and following Rachel into her room.

Monica was nervous as hell but decided that she did need help too with her last box, which was full of books. She licked her lips trying to muster the courage to ask.

"Um...Chandler could you help me with this box." she said barely audible.

"Sure No prob." he picked up the box and followed her into her room.

"Where do you want it?" he asked.

"Could you put it up on that top shelf in the closet?" she asked her voice getting louder as she spoke.

"I'll try." he said smiling at her.

He succeeded in putting the box on the top shelf and Monica quietly thanked him. Once the boys left, they were moving in a week later, they wanted to paint the rooms first Monica had offered to help Chandler since Joey couldn't get 'the actor body' painty. Chandler had accepted and they were meeting the next day in the coffeehouse.

Rachel closed the door and looked at Monica with a tell all face and Monica sat down exhausted from cleaning.

"So you do like Chandler!" Rach said smiling.

"No."

"Yes you do too."

Monica blushed. "Well maybe a little." she confessed.

"Mon let me tell you one thing about Chandler. He would never hurt you, only someone who was trying to hurt you. So don't worry. He'll understand everything. Just give him a chance."

Monica went to bed in her new apartment that night smiling. She was surprised how far she had come in such a short time. She knew that she had much more ahead of her but with her new best friends she could handle anything that came her way. But what lay in store for the impending painting time with only her and Chandler? Could she control her anxiety and if she could, would she actually for once have fun? with a man?

Why is she afraid of men? You'll never find out unless you keep reading. Hope you are enjoying and that this story isn't crap.