I didn't want to be known as I was but there was nothing that I could do.
As I walked into school I heard the snickering and all of the kids talking.
It was the topic of the week me not living with my parents. It had been a
year since the accident and still I lived with Rachel. I had healed from
my physical injuries but the emotional ones were too much to handle so I
just shoved them to the back of my head hoping to forget them all together.
Chandler and Monica had been talking to Rachel a lot about Molly and they wanted her to come home to which Rachel was a little reluctant.
"Rachel I told you a million times that we have been to counseling and are ready to meet our 'new' daughter." Monica stated with some sarcasm.
"Monica, if you care anything about your daughter then you would know how she feels about all of this and respect her decision." Rachel said.
"Rachel, we want to see our daughter and that's period!" Chandler yelled before exiting the room with his wife right behind him.
It was two months later and it was Christmas time. I was dreading the visit that my parents insisted on making. I didn't have any gifts for them and I wouldn't no matter what. They betrayed me and there was nothing I was gonna change. My new baby sister was born a few weeks ago and I haven't been to see her yet. I think that it would be better if I never did see her then I wouldn't have the chance to screw over her life too. It wasn't' until now that I began to blame myself for all that had happened. I could have been a better daughter. I could have done all of the housework but instead I insisted on acting like a normal teenager which was great compared to what I was now. I hadn't seen my parents since a few weeks after the accident. They wanted me to live with them so they took it to trial. They don't really even respect me. I had to tell a judge the story of my life something that I am very reluctant to do. He stared me down until I broke down and told everyone there all of my feelings. Luckily for me my parents weren't there so it didn't bother me all that much. They wanted me to give them another shot but I just wanted to leave and never come back. Everything was my fault and it was all coming together now. Unfortunately, I was alone is all of this, I had no one to go to and nothing to do about it.
My parents walk through Rachel's door. I see the baby carrier first and I freak. I had to get out of there now! I run into the bedroom and climb down the fire escape that is located outside of my window. I was out on my own now and I wasn't gonna come back. Even though I loved my aunts and uncles my parents kept coming into the picture and I couldn't deal with them...not now...not ever.
"Rachel, where is Molly?" Phoebe asked.
"She was right here." she answered turning around and seeing the chair the Molly had been occupying was now empty. "Oh no...she left."
Running into Molly's room Rachel felt the cold winter breeze before she saw the open window and knew exactly what had happened. There were seven notes on her bed. One for herself, Phoebe, Ross, Joey, Monica, Chandler and one for her siblings. A cold chill ran up Rachel's spine and she knew that it wasn't from the snow now piling up on the chair by the window, it was from the fact that her niece or daughter as it felt like, was gone.
A week earlier:
"Aunt Rachel," Molly asked at the table that night. "Do you think that my parents blame me for leaving behind a mess just like I blame myself?"
"What?!" Rachel asked genially shocked beyond belief.
"I mean I blame myself, why shouldn't they?"
Present:
That was the first time that she had mentioned it all being her fault and Rachel, finally after about a year saw the one thing that she had wanted to see long ago. Molly had always blamed herself for everything and that maybe she had truly wanted to go home again but was afraid of what might happen if she messed up again. A tear rolled down her cheek as she opened the letter addressed to herself and began to read.
The rest of the note was forgotten as the first sentence said it all: I'm sorry I screwed up again please don't hate me too.
The note got ripped as Rachel fell onto her niece's bed crying the tears that Molly wouldn't let escape her own eyes. Her heart broke into a million pieces as Molly stood outside the window looking at her aunt. But it you looked closely, you could see right through the young girl and it was then that you would realize that she was indeed dead.
They were trying to get her heart going in the hospital but her body was done fighting, she had given up.
All arguments and disagreements between the group of friends was soon forgotten as they all mourned the death of Molly Bing.
This is my December, This is my time of the year
This is my December, This is all so clear
This is my December, This is my snow covered home
This is my December, This is me alone
And I
Just wish that I didn't feel like there was something I missed
And I
Take back all the things I said to make you feel like that
And I
Just wish that I didn't feel like there was something I missed
And I
Take back all the things I said to make you feel like that
And I, give it all away
Just to have somewhere to go to
Give it all away
To have someone to come home to
This is my December, These are my snow covered dreams
This is me pretending, this is all I need
And I
Just wish that I didn't feel like there was something I missed
And I
Take back all the things I said to make you feel like that
And I
Just wish that I didn't feel like there was something I missed
And I
Take back all the things I said to make you feel like that
And I, give it all away
Just to have somewhere to go to
Give it all away
To have someone to come home to
This is my December, This is my time of the year
This is my December, This is all so clear
Give it all away
Just to have somewhere to go to
Give it all away
To have someone to come home to
Give it all away
Just to have somewhere to go to
Give it all away
To have someone to come home to
-My December
By: Linkin Park
AN: The last chapter is coming up. Hope you have enjoyed. I know that there isn't a lot of Friends scenes in here but this is dealing a lot with the girl and her family life.
Chandler and Monica had been talking to Rachel a lot about Molly and they wanted her to come home to which Rachel was a little reluctant.
"Rachel I told you a million times that we have been to counseling and are ready to meet our 'new' daughter." Monica stated with some sarcasm.
"Monica, if you care anything about your daughter then you would know how she feels about all of this and respect her decision." Rachel said.
"Rachel, we want to see our daughter and that's period!" Chandler yelled before exiting the room with his wife right behind him.
It was two months later and it was Christmas time. I was dreading the visit that my parents insisted on making. I didn't have any gifts for them and I wouldn't no matter what. They betrayed me and there was nothing I was gonna change. My new baby sister was born a few weeks ago and I haven't been to see her yet. I think that it would be better if I never did see her then I wouldn't have the chance to screw over her life too. It wasn't' until now that I began to blame myself for all that had happened. I could have been a better daughter. I could have done all of the housework but instead I insisted on acting like a normal teenager which was great compared to what I was now. I hadn't seen my parents since a few weeks after the accident. They wanted me to live with them so they took it to trial. They don't really even respect me. I had to tell a judge the story of my life something that I am very reluctant to do. He stared me down until I broke down and told everyone there all of my feelings. Luckily for me my parents weren't there so it didn't bother me all that much. They wanted me to give them another shot but I just wanted to leave and never come back. Everything was my fault and it was all coming together now. Unfortunately, I was alone is all of this, I had no one to go to and nothing to do about it.
My parents walk through Rachel's door. I see the baby carrier first and I freak. I had to get out of there now! I run into the bedroom and climb down the fire escape that is located outside of my window. I was out on my own now and I wasn't gonna come back. Even though I loved my aunts and uncles my parents kept coming into the picture and I couldn't deal with them...not now...not ever.
"Rachel, where is Molly?" Phoebe asked.
"She was right here." she answered turning around and seeing the chair the Molly had been occupying was now empty. "Oh no...she left."
Running into Molly's room Rachel felt the cold winter breeze before she saw the open window and knew exactly what had happened. There were seven notes on her bed. One for herself, Phoebe, Ross, Joey, Monica, Chandler and one for her siblings. A cold chill ran up Rachel's spine and she knew that it wasn't from the snow now piling up on the chair by the window, it was from the fact that her niece or daughter as it felt like, was gone.
A week earlier:
"Aunt Rachel," Molly asked at the table that night. "Do you think that my parents blame me for leaving behind a mess just like I blame myself?"
"What?!" Rachel asked genially shocked beyond belief.
"I mean I blame myself, why shouldn't they?"
Present:
That was the first time that she had mentioned it all being her fault and Rachel, finally after about a year saw the one thing that she had wanted to see long ago. Molly had always blamed herself for everything and that maybe she had truly wanted to go home again but was afraid of what might happen if she messed up again. A tear rolled down her cheek as she opened the letter addressed to herself and began to read.
The rest of the note was forgotten as the first sentence said it all: I'm sorry I screwed up again please don't hate me too.
The note got ripped as Rachel fell onto her niece's bed crying the tears that Molly wouldn't let escape her own eyes. Her heart broke into a million pieces as Molly stood outside the window looking at her aunt. But it you looked closely, you could see right through the young girl and it was then that you would realize that she was indeed dead.
They were trying to get her heart going in the hospital but her body was done fighting, she had given up.
All arguments and disagreements between the group of friends was soon forgotten as they all mourned the death of Molly Bing.
This is my December, This is my time of the year
This is my December, This is all so clear
This is my December, This is my snow covered home
This is my December, This is me alone
And I
Just wish that I didn't feel like there was something I missed
And I
Take back all the things I said to make you feel like that
And I
Just wish that I didn't feel like there was something I missed
And I
Take back all the things I said to make you feel like that
And I, give it all away
Just to have somewhere to go to
Give it all away
To have someone to come home to
This is my December, These are my snow covered dreams
This is me pretending, this is all I need
And I
Just wish that I didn't feel like there was something I missed
And I
Take back all the things I said to make you feel like that
And I
Just wish that I didn't feel like there was something I missed
And I
Take back all the things I said to make you feel like that
And I, give it all away
Just to have somewhere to go to
Give it all away
To have someone to come home to
This is my December, This is my time of the year
This is my December, This is all so clear
Give it all away
Just to have somewhere to go to
Give it all away
To have someone to come home to
Give it all away
Just to have somewhere to go to
Give it all away
To have someone to come home to
-My December
By: Linkin Park
AN: The last chapter is coming up. Hope you have enjoyed. I know that there isn't a lot of Friends scenes in here but this is dealing a lot with the girl and her family life.