There was a pounding knock at the door. Wiping the tears from her eyes Judy
sat up.
"Jack, there's someone at the door." Judy announced nudging her sleeping
husband.
"Who's wanting us at this time of the night?" Jack sleepily whispered as
him and Judy climbed out of bed.
"It better be important." Judy muttered heading for the door.
She hastily unlocked the old door and peeked her head out.
"Oh my god! Ross!" Jack and Judy cried fetching their son into the warm.
Ross was a state. His clothes were soaking from the miserable storm taking
place outside, and his face patchy with mud. No expression lay upon his
face, just a blank, meaningless one.
"Oh Ross! Where have you been? I've been so worried!" Judy announced tears
running down her cheeks.
"You're freezing, I can't understand why you ran off out there." Jack
remarked holding back his own tears.
"Ross I'm so glad you're safe!" Judy explained fetching a blanket for her
drenched son.
"I hurt her." Ross whispered staring into space.
"What sweetie?" Judy asked as everyone sat down on the leather couch.
"I hurt her mom. I hurt her really bad." Ross whispered again.
"What's he talking about? Jack?" Judy questioned worriedly.
"I don't know. Look Ross, talk to us. Tell us who you hurt." Jack firmly
stated griping his son's icy hands.
"I don't know where she is. I scared her.I hurt her.she's out there
somewhere." Ross mumbled.
"Who did you hurt?" Judy requested feeling the frustration building up.
"I hit her.I tried to attack her, my own sister." Ross went on.
"Why? Ross, just tell us what happened." Judy cried.
~*~
He awoke to the claps of lightening outside. Sleepily opening his eyes, he glanced down at Monica, sleeping soundly in his arms on the sofa with him. She looked so cute as she slept, curled up in a tight ball. Gently kissing her forehead, Chandler stroked her silky, black hair. "Where would I be without you Mon?" Chandler whispered to himself wrapping his arms around her a little tighter. She was so elegant as she slept. Her breathing was so relaxing and rhythmical; the moonlight almost danced against Monica's pale skin. Chandler was the luckiest man alive to have her. Once again he kissed her, badly wanting her touch. Without warning, Monica's eyes fluttered open. "Hey." Monica said quietly. "Sorry I woke you." Chandler apologized stroking her cheek. "That's okay sweetie." Monica replied pulling him in for a kiss. "Look Mon, I think you should tell your parents where you are and that you're okay." Chandler suggested, "I mean they must be terrified just at the thought of what could have happened." "I can't Chandler. I just can't go back there." Monica explained sitting up. "You've got to. I know that you must be so scared at the fact that Ross could be with them, but you've got to go back. You must, and it's for the best." Chandler announced. Should she go back to her family? It was a massive risk, Ross could attack her again. But maybe he could get help maybe Ross could change. It was so hard to choose what to do, but to be honest Monica didn't have much of a choice. It wasn't like she had anywhere else to stay if she didn't go home. Taking a deep breath Monica finally spoke up with her decision. "I'll go back tomorrow." Monica whispered trying to hold back her tears. "Monica if Ross ever harms you, just come to me and I'll always protect you. Always." Chandler replied pulling her onto his lap, kissing all down her neck. "Thank you so much Chandler." Monica quietly spoke loving his touch, as they made love for the second time that night.
~*~
The Next Day
She walked up the path towards the house feeling the terror in her already. Her whole body was trembling and she could feel the tears forming in her eyes. "Are you ok?" Chandler whispered taking hold of her shaking hand. Monica just barely nodded her head, as she glanced up at the house full of all her childhood memories. How had her and Ross' hatred for each other come to this? Monica never used to feel scared of being near her brother even though he'd beat her up. Everything had just got out of hand for both Mon and Ross. I mean Monica could barely stay standing for she was so terrified. "No, Chandler I can't do this." Monica suddenly cried just before they knocked on the door. "You've got to sweetie. I know you're so scared about all this but this is all for the best." Chandler explained softly kissing the top of her head. "But I can't, Ross could be there. I don't want to do it!" Monica snapped backing away from the door. " You-you can't make me." "I know I can't make you, Mon, I can't make you do anything. But look, will you do this for me?" Chandler asked pulling her back to him gently. "But-" "Please, just me?" Chandler quietly questioned watching the tears fall from her eyes.
"Ok, I'll do it. But only because it's for you." Monica replied. With a sigh of relief Chandler leaned in and kissed her passionately, running his hands through her hair. After a moment, they both pulled away, and stepped over to the door once more. Taking a few deep breaths, Monica slowly raised her hand and knocked on the door. Chandler held her hand feeling how shaky she really was. He felt so sorry for her, I mean Chandler knew perfectly well how he couldn't cope living Monica's life. Monica glanced up at the opening door as her body heat over took her. Judy stood there, her skin so pale, her shocked expression was just unbelievable. "Oh my god! Monica where have you been?" Judy sobbed pulling her daughter into her arms. "Don't ever leave me again!" "Judy what's-" Jack stopped dead in his tracks as his eyes met a very depressed Monica. "Monica! Oh god what the hell happened to you?" he asked wiping away Monica's falling tears. "I'm so sorry. I just." Monica tried to say, before collapsing down to her knees in sobs. "Monica, sweetie, it's gonna be ok. I'm here now, you've got me." Judy whispered crouching down next to Monica. "Erm, I'll go, you'll probably need some time alone." Chandler announced stepping away from the door. "No, Chandler.don't go." Monica barely spoke between sobs, staring at her sweetheart longingly. "Are you a friend of Monica?" Jack questioned surprised. "Actually she's my girlfriend." Chandler replied uneasily. "Monica has a boyfriend? This is amazing!" Jack requested. "Jack!" Judy snapped trying to help Monica control her hysterical sobs. "Come in, sir." Jack said shutting the door after Chandler came in. "You can call me Chandler." Chandler remarked sitting down next to Monica. "Mon?" he whispered pulling her onto his lap. "Are you ok?" "Don't leave me Chandler." Monica whispered back still sobbing deeply, as she buried her wet face into Chandler's chest. "I won't I swear. I'll always look after you, honey." "Thank you so much Chandler for taking her home, we really appreciate it, dear." Judy thanked still crouched beside Monica. "Yes thank you so much." Jack thanked, putting his arm round his wife sitting next to her. "It's the least I can do." Chandler churped stroking Monica's soft hair. "Excuse me, I'm just gonna check on Ross." Judy explained getting up. "Ross? Is Ross here?" Monica panicked, her eyes full of alarm. "Monica, just calm down." Jack ordered. "Ross came home last night; he's in a state, he's pretty ill right now. But he told us about what happened, Monica." "Oh my god, you know." Monica whimpered crying a little more. "Yes we know, Monica." Judy solemnly spoke. "Maybe it would be best if you spoke to Ross. You need to work things out with him." Chandler suggested staring into Monica's bloodshot eyes. "No Chandler, no! I came home that's what you wanted! I'm not doing anymore things, no one can make me." Monica cried as the fear ran through her body all over again. "Monica you have to-" "No I don't. I-I don't want to!" "Monica please just grow up! You're not going to get anywhere not talking to your brother. Even if you are scared Ross won't harm you, he's too tired and ill. Now just please make the right decision by listening to Chandler." Judy snapped. "Please?" Chandler calmly asked wiping away Monica's tears with the back of his hand. "Ok, I will." Monica replied with a sigh.
"He's in his room." Judy clarified watching as Chandler helped Monica up. "You can go too if you wish Chandler."
"Do you want me to come, Mon?" Chandler questioned holding both her hands, and their fingers entwined. "I want you to come Chandler. I can't face him alone." Monica explained shyly. "Ok." Chandler replied smiling at her as they climbed the stairs. Monica began to feel the terror of it all creeping over her skin. She was about to face Ross, the guy who tried to kill her. But Ross wouldn't dare try to harm her again, Chandler would protect her, and Mom and Dad were downstairs. What if Ross was too quick for Chandler and hurt him? What if he tried to kill Chandler as well? Monica knew that if anything happened to Chandler, it would break her heart into a million pieces. But nothing would happen it couldn't; Ross was too weak and too ill to hurt Chandler. Just the thought of it all still was enough to terrorize Monica. "Sweetie which room is he in?" Chandler requested squeezing her hand. "This one." Monica announced standing in front of a door with a BEWARE poster on it. "Ok, erm, are you ready?" Chandler inquired. "No." Monica mumbled through her tears. "Oh honey, don't cry." Chandler softly whispered pulling her into a hug. "I'm just so scared Chandler. I'm terrified of what he might try to do to me. And I'm terrified of what he might do to you. I just couldn't cope if anything happened to you." Monica whimpered. "Monica, don't worry about what'll happen to me. I don't want you to, I mean I hate to see you like this. It's killing me. I will always protect you even if something does happen. I'll never ever leave your side." Chandler declared now gazing into to her eyes. "I swear." He added on as their lips met for a short moment. "Thank you for everything." Monica whispered smiling through her fading tears. "So are you ready?" Chandler asked again. "Yeah." Monica announced wiping away the tears as she turned the door knob. Monica gripped onto Chandler's hand really tightly as they poked their heads round the door. "Ross?" Monica called out to the empty room. "Oh my god, he's not here." "He must be. I mean where else would he be?" Chandler asked. "Ross? Ross?" Monica worried called out, stepping into the room. "Where are- " Suddenly, Monica felt a throbbing pain smack into her, and knock her down to the hard floor. Everything around her grew dark and she could hear Chandler start shouting. There was a punching sound followed by a crash outside the room, then the door slammed and the clicks of the locks being turned. "What's going on up here?!" Jack screeched as he and Judy stormed up the stairs. "Help. me." Chandler murmured from under a fallen bookcase he'd been thrown against. He could barely move and the books and broken wood were digging into him. Everything had happened so fast, Chandler couldn't really work out what had happened. But he wasn't worried too much about himself. Monica was alone with no one to help her, in any kind of situation. Chandler only had a vague idea of what could be happening, but what he thought he did not like. "Oh my god Chandler, what's happened?" Judy squealed, as she pulled the remains of the bookcase off Chandler's limp body. "He's got Monica.she's hurt. please save her." Chandler mumbled laying still feeling the tears leak out of his eyes. "It'll be okay Chandler I promise." Jack whispered. "Monica's hurt?! Oh my god Jack do something, please help her-" Judy blurted out getting into hysterics. "Judy calm down, Monica's gonna be fine." Jack announced wishing he knew that for sure. "But she's in there with no one to protect her, Monica could be dying for all we know!" Judy cried getting out of hand. "No she won't, she won't sweetheart. Please stay calm and look after Chandler while I try to get Ross to calm down." Jack explained gesturing her to sit down next to Chandler. "Ross? Ross?" Jack called out gently knocking on the door. "You come in here and I swear to god I'll kill her!!" Ross screamed. "Look Ross, it doesn't have to be this way. You can just calm down and let Monica go then everything will be fine. We won't tell anyone about this, we could be a happy family again." Jack defined. "How am I supposed to believe that?! I know what you'll do, you'll tell me I'm gonna just get some stupid therapy for a while, then I'll end up in some home for the mental! That's what'll happen!!!" Ross yelled again throwing what sounded like glass across the room.
"No I swear Ross we'd never ever do that to you. We love you so much and we hate to see upset or angry. I know it would kill you to send you away from us. It'd break my heart to be without you too." Jack replied softly. "Please listen to him Ross-" Before Monica could finish a hitting sound came from the room followed by a little gasp of pain. "Don't hurt her." Chandler tried to shout feeling sick at the thought of Monica in pain. "Oh my god, he's gonna kill her." Judy cried sobbing ever so hard. "He won't.Monica's a fighter. believe in her, Judy." Chandler murmured feeling a little achy as he sat up. "You're so right Chandler. Oh Monica's so lucky to have you." Judy whispered hugging him as her tears began to slow a little. "I know." Chandler replied with a little chuckle.
Monica was slumped down in the corner of Ross' destroyed bedroom. The pain had become unbearable now, and the terror scared her silly. Her nose was bleeding and bruises were forming on her arms and legs, especially on her ribs. Monica had never felt so much pain in her whole life. Not only did she have physical pain but emotional as well. Ross was in a bad place too, he had gone mental for some strange reason and was trying to kill his own sister. I mean no one would do that, no one like Ross. There must have been so many problems going on with his point of view. Then there was Mom and Dad. They'd been so scared when their children disappeared and saw it all over the news. Monica knew she wouldn't ever be able to cope if it were her own children. She had been so scared going back to them after running away like that; the thought of them never being able to forgive her ran through Monica's mind before she came home. And of course there was Monica's sweetheart, Chandler. He'd been there all the way for her from day one. Chandler could've backed out ages ago, but he stayed with Monica and helped her make it through. But what Monica really appreciated, was that Chandler always saw past what everyone else saw Monica as, he doesn't care how unpopular he becomes as long as he has Monica. That's the guy Monica always had dreamed of being with, and her dream which had seemed forever away, had come true.
"I'm really sorry for whatever I did, Ross-"
"Shut up!"
"No please listen to me-" "I don't wanna hear it!!" "Oh god Ross, why can't you just forgive me?"
She finally broke down into the hardest sobs she'd ever cried. She just couldn't take it anymore; the sadness, the loneliness and the depression had won. Her emotions had beaten her. Monica was at the bottom of the deepest, darkest pit and all the bright lights had disappeared above her. It seemed as if no one could help her. Not even Chandler.
He glared at her miserably as she cried. She'd ruined everything. Everything. That's what brought his hatred for Monica to be so great. But a little part of him just didn't know why he hated her. It had never really been known. He hated that. But lately Ross had been thinking. He couldn't stand the fact that a part of him didn't know why he hated Monica. It had been driving him crazy even making him feel sick. So when Monica caused anger for him, Ross broke. He just snapped. Ross thought trying to kill her would get the whole thing out of his system. He was so wrong. It had made things even worse for him. So much depression and misery had flown in and his life was in darkness. Ross couldn't get any lower than where he was. But deep inside his heart, Ross could hear a little voice calling out to him, 'The only way out is up.' Where is up though?" Ross wondered tearing his glare away from Monica. Then it hit him. The answer was so obvious; it had been right in front of him all this time. "Mon?" he whispered, as he approached Monica. "No Ross, don't touch me! Please don't hurt me, I-I" "No I'm not going to hurt you. God I'm so sorry, I can't believe what I've done to you, Monica." Ross announced beginning to cry. "Really?" Monica asked quietly still in thick tears. "Yeah. I promise I'll never harm you Mon." Ross explained pulling her into his arms. With a sigh of relief, Monica and Ross both felt the love for one another. Never before had they got that brother and sister relationship and it all began to flow in. They'd been lifted out of the darkness a little. Even though there was a long journey ahead, it still felt like the sun was shining on them.
"Well you have a few broken ribs there and a broken arm, but in about 2 months everything will have healed up." The doctor explained writing a few notes on his clipboard. "Just don't do anything too active. So everything should be okay." "See Monica? Everything's gonna be okay." Chandler remarked stroking her cheek. "I'll give you some time alone." The doctor announced heading out the door.
"Chandler you didn't have to stay." "No I want to stay, sweetie. I don't want to be without you." Chandler whispered sweetly. Feeling touched Monica took hold of Chandler's warm hand. He was he most important person in her life already, and he'd only known each other for like a week. Chandler was perfect in her eyes. But there was something still bothering Monica. Something which could ruin the relationship drastically. Something which she had never come to grips with.
Monica had fallen in love with Chandler.
Already. She couldn't tell him, it would ruin everything if he didn't feel the same way. Well he probably wouldn't this early in a relationship. But Monica had never been in love before, she had no idea how to keep going with that feeling. It was too hard. She couldn't stop thinking about it all of a sudden. But Monica could control her thoughts. She could do that. "Mon?" "Hmm?" "Are you okay?" Chandler asked. "Yeah." Monica replied. "You kinda drifted off." Chandler explained. "I did? God, I'm sorry. I erm. I-I must be tired." Monica lied awkwardly. "No don't be sorry, sweetie. You need to rest after what happened yesterday." Chandler said smiling, kissing the top of her head.
"Erm. can you get in with me?" Monica asked quietly. "If that's okay with you, honey." Chandler replied as Monica made space for him. "Thanks." Monica whispered kissing his lips for a quick moment, as they cuddled up together. "Sweet dreams, Mon." Chandler whispered kissing her cheek.
~*~
He awoke to the claps of lightening outside. Sleepily opening his eyes, he glanced down at Monica, sleeping soundly in his arms on the sofa with him. She looked so cute as she slept, curled up in a tight ball. Gently kissing her forehead, Chandler stroked her silky, black hair. "Where would I be without you Mon?" Chandler whispered to himself wrapping his arms around her a little tighter. She was so elegant as she slept. Her breathing was so relaxing and rhythmical; the moonlight almost danced against Monica's pale skin. Chandler was the luckiest man alive to have her. Once again he kissed her, badly wanting her touch. Without warning, Monica's eyes fluttered open. "Hey." Monica said quietly. "Sorry I woke you." Chandler apologized stroking her cheek. "That's okay sweetie." Monica replied pulling him in for a kiss. "Look Mon, I think you should tell your parents where you are and that you're okay." Chandler suggested, "I mean they must be terrified just at the thought of what could have happened." "I can't Chandler. I just can't go back there." Monica explained sitting up. "You've got to. I know that you must be so scared at the fact that Ross could be with them, but you've got to go back. You must, and it's for the best." Chandler announced. Should she go back to her family? It was a massive risk, Ross could attack her again. But maybe he could get help maybe Ross could change. It was so hard to choose what to do, but to be honest Monica didn't have much of a choice. It wasn't like she had anywhere else to stay if she didn't go home. Taking a deep breath Monica finally spoke up with her decision. "I'll go back tomorrow." Monica whispered trying to hold back her tears. "Monica if Ross ever harms you, just come to me and I'll always protect you. Always." Chandler replied pulling her onto his lap, kissing all down her neck. "Thank you so much Chandler." Monica quietly spoke loving his touch, as they made love for the second time that night.
~*~
The Next Day
She walked up the path towards the house feeling the terror in her already. Her whole body was trembling and she could feel the tears forming in her eyes. "Are you ok?" Chandler whispered taking hold of her shaking hand. Monica just barely nodded her head, as she glanced up at the house full of all her childhood memories. How had her and Ross' hatred for each other come to this? Monica never used to feel scared of being near her brother even though he'd beat her up. Everything had just got out of hand for both Mon and Ross. I mean Monica could barely stay standing for she was so terrified. "No, Chandler I can't do this." Monica suddenly cried just before they knocked on the door. "You've got to sweetie. I know you're so scared about all this but this is all for the best." Chandler explained softly kissing the top of her head. "But I can't, Ross could be there. I don't want to do it!" Monica snapped backing away from the door. " You-you can't make me." "I know I can't make you, Mon, I can't make you do anything. But look, will you do this for me?" Chandler asked pulling her back to him gently. "But-" "Please, just me?" Chandler quietly questioned watching the tears fall from her eyes.
"Ok, I'll do it. But only because it's for you." Monica replied. With a sigh of relief Chandler leaned in and kissed her passionately, running his hands through her hair. After a moment, they both pulled away, and stepped over to the door once more. Taking a few deep breaths, Monica slowly raised her hand and knocked on the door. Chandler held her hand feeling how shaky she really was. He felt so sorry for her, I mean Chandler knew perfectly well how he couldn't cope living Monica's life. Monica glanced up at the opening door as her body heat over took her. Judy stood there, her skin so pale, her shocked expression was just unbelievable. "Oh my god! Monica where have you been?" Judy sobbed pulling her daughter into her arms. "Don't ever leave me again!" "Judy what's-" Jack stopped dead in his tracks as his eyes met a very depressed Monica. "Monica! Oh god what the hell happened to you?" he asked wiping away Monica's falling tears. "I'm so sorry. I just." Monica tried to say, before collapsing down to her knees in sobs. "Monica, sweetie, it's gonna be ok. I'm here now, you've got me." Judy whispered crouching down next to Monica. "Erm, I'll go, you'll probably need some time alone." Chandler announced stepping away from the door. "No, Chandler.don't go." Monica barely spoke between sobs, staring at her sweetheart longingly. "Are you a friend of Monica?" Jack questioned surprised. "Actually she's my girlfriend." Chandler replied uneasily. "Monica has a boyfriend? This is amazing!" Jack requested. "Jack!" Judy snapped trying to help Monica control her hysterical sobs. "Come in, sir." Jack said shutting the door after Chandler came in. "You can call me Chandler." Chandler remarked sitting down next to Monica. "Mon?" he whispered pulling her onto his lap. "Are you ok?" "Don't leave me Chandler." Monica whispered back still sobbing deeply, as she buried her wet face into Chandler's chest. "I won't I swear. I'll always look after you, honey." "Thank you so much Chandler for taking her home, we really appreciate it, dear." Judy thanked still crouched beside Monica. "Yes thank you so much." Jack thanked, putting his arm round his wife sitting next to her. "It's the least I can do." Chandler churped stroking Monica's soft hair. "Excuse me, I'm just gonna check on Ross." Judy explained getting up. "Ross? Is Ross here?" Monica panicked, her eyes full of alarm. "Monica, just calm down." Jack ordered. "Ross came home last night; he's in a state, he's pretty ill right now. But he told us about what happened, Monica." "Oh my god, you know." Monica whimpered crying a little more. "Yes we know, Monica." Judy solemnly spoke. "Maybe it would be best if you spoke to Ross. You need to work things out with him." Chandler suggested staring into Monica's bloodshot eyes. "No Chandler, no! I came home that's what you wanted! I'm not doing anymore things, no one can make me." Monica cried as the fear ran through her body all over again. "Monica you have to-" "No I don't. I-I don't want to!" "Monica please just grow up! You're not going to get anywhere not talking to your brother. Even if you are scared Ross won't harm you, he's too tired and ill. Now just please make the right decision by listening to Chandler." Judy snapped. "Please?" Chandler calmly asked wiping away Monica's tears with the back of his hand. "Ok, I will." Monica replied with a sigh.
"He's in his room." Judy clarified watching as Chandler helped Monica up. "You can go too if you wish Chandler."
"Do you want me to come, Mon?" Chandler questioned holding both her hands, and their fingers entwined. "I want you to come Chandler. I can't face him alone." Monica explained shyly. "Ok." Chandler replied smiling at her as they climbed the stairs. Monica began to feel the terror of it all creeping over her skin. She was about to face Ross, the guy who tried to kill her. But Ross wouldn't dare try to harm her again, Chandler would protect her, and Mom and Dad were downstairs. What if Ross was too quick for Chandler and hurt him? What if he tried to kill Chandler as well? Monica knew that if anything happened to Chandler, it would break her heart into a million pieces. But nothing would happen it couldn't; Ross was too weak and too ill to hurt Chandler. Just the thought of it all still was enough to terrorize Monica. "Sweetie which room is he in?" Chandler requested squeezing her hand. "This one." Monica announced standing in front of a door with a BEWARE poster on it. "Ok, erm, are you ready?" Chandler inquired. "No." Monica mumbled through her tears. "Oh honey, don't cry." Chandler softly whispered pulling her into a hug. "I'm just so scared Chandler. I'm terrified of what he might try to do to me. And I'm terrified of what he might do to you. I just couldn't cope if anything happened to you." Monica whimpered. "Monica, don't worry about what'll happen to me. I don't want you to, I mean I hate to see you like this. It's killing me. I will always protect you even if something does happen. I'll never ever leave your side." Chandler declared now gazing into to her eyes. "I swear." He added on as their lips met for a short moment. "Thank you for everything." Monica whispered smiling through her fading tears. "So are you ready?" Chandler asked again. "Yeah." Monica announced wiping away the tears as she turned the door knob. Monica gripped onto Chandler's hand really tightly as they poked their heads round the door. "Ross?" Monica called out to the empty room. "Oh my god, he's not here." "He must be. I mean where else would he be?" Chandler asked. "Ross? Ross?" Monica worried called out, stepping into the room. "Where are- " Suddenly, Monica felt a throbbing pain smack into her, and knock her down to the hard floor. Everything around her grew dark and she could hear Chandler start shouting. There was a punching sound followed by a crash outside the room, then the door slammed and the clicks of the locks being turned. "What's going on up here?!" Jack screeched as he and Judy stormed up the stairs. "Help. me." Chandler murmured from under a fallen bookcase he'd been thrown against. He could barely move and the books and broken wood were digging into him. Everything had happened so fast, Chandler couldn't really work out what had happened. But he wasn't worried too much about himself. Monica was alone with no one to help her, in any kind of situation. Chandler only had a vague idea of what could be happening, but what he thought he did not like. "Oh my god Chandler, what's happened?" Judy squealed, as she pulled the remains of the bookcase off Chandler's limp body. "He's got Monica.she's hurt. please save her." Chandler mumbled laying still feeling the tears leak out of his eyes. "It'll be okay Chandler I promise." Jack whispered. "Monica's hurt?! Oh my god Jack do something, please help her-" Judy blurted out getting into hysterics. "Judy calm down, Monica's gonna be fine." Jack announced wishing he knew that for sure. "But she's in there with no one to protect her, Monica could be dying for all we know!" Judy cried getting out of hand. "No she won't, she won't sweetheart. Please stay calm and look after Chandler while I try to get Ross to calm down." Jack explained gesturing her to sit down next to Chandler. "Ross? Ross?" Jack called out gently knocking on the door. "You come in here and I swear to god I'll kill her!!" Ross screamed. "Look Ross, it doesn't have to be this way. You can just calm down and let Monica go then everything will be fine. We won't tell anyone about this, we could be a happy family again." Jack defined. "How am I supposed to believe that?! I know what you'll do, you'll tell me I'm gonna just get some stupid therapy for a while, then I'll end up in some home for the mental! That's what'll happen!!!" Ross yelled again throwing what sounded like glass across the room.
"No I swear Ross we'd never ever do that to you. We love you so much and we hate to see upset or angry. I know it would kill you to send you away from us. It'd break my heart to be without you too." Jack replied softly. "Please listen to him Ross-" Before Monica could finish a hitting sound came from the room followed by a little gasp of pain. "Don't hurt her." Chandler tried to shout feeling sick at the thought of Monica in pain. "Oh my god, he's gonna kill her." Judy cried sobbing ever so hard. "He won't.Monica's a fighter. believe in her, Judy." Chandler murmured feeling a little achy as he sat up. "You're so right Chandler. Oh Monica's so lucky to have you." Judy whispered hugging him as her tears began to slow a little. "I know." Chandler replied with a little chuckle.
Monica was slumped down in the corner of Ross' destroyed bedroom. The pain had become unbearable now, and the terror scared her silly. Her nose was bleeding and bruises were forming on her arms and legs, especially on her ribs. Monica had never felt so much pain in her whole life. Not only did she have physical pain but emotional as well. Ross was in a bad place too, he had gone mental for some strange reason and was trying to kill his own sister. I mean no one would do that, no one like Ross. There must have been so many problems going on with his point of view. Then there was Mom and Dad. They'd been so scared when their children disappeared and saw it all over the news. Monica knew she wouldn't ever be able to cope if it were her own children. She had been so scared going back to them after running away like that; the thought of them never being able to forgive her ran through Monica's mind before she came home. And of course there was Monica's sweetheart, Chandler. He'd been there all the way for her from day one. Chandler could've backed out ages ago, but he stayed with Monica and helped her make it through. But what Monica really appreciated, was that Chandler always saw past what everyone else saw Monica as, he doesn't care how unpopular he becomes as long as he has Monica. That's the guy Monica always had dreamed of being with, and her dream which had seemed forever away, had come true.
"I'm really sorry for whatever I did, Ross-"
"Shut up!"
"No please listen to me-" "I don't wanna hear it!!" "Oh god Ross, why can't you just forgive me?"
She finally broke down into the hardest sobs she'd ever cried. She just couldn't take it anymore; the sadness, the loneliness and the depression had won. Her emotions had beaten her. Monica was at the bottom of the deepest, darkest pit and all the bright lights had disappeared above her. It seemed as if no one could help her. Not even Chandler.
He glared at her miserably as she cried. She'd ruined everything. Everything. That's what brought his hatred for Monica to be so great. But a little part of him just didn't know why he hated her. It had never really been known. He hated that. But lately Ross had been thinking. He couldn't stand the fact that a part of him didn't know why he hated Monica. It had been driving him crazy even making him feel sick. So when Monica caused anger for him, Ross broke. He just snapped. Ross thought trying to kill her would get the whole thing out of his system. He was so wrong. It had made things even worse for him. So much depression and misery had flown in and his life was in darkness. Ross couldn't get any lower than where he was. But deep inside his heart, Ross could hear a little voice calling out to him, 'The only way out is up.' Where is up though?" Ross wondered tearing his glare away from Monica. Then it hit him. The answer was so obvious; it had been right in front of him all this time. "Mon?" he whispered, as he approached Monica. "No Ross, don't touch me! Please don't hurt me, I-I" "No I'm not going to hurt you. God I'm so sorry, I can't believe what I've done to you, Monica." Ross announced beginning to cry. "Really?" Monica asked quietly still in thick tears. "Yeah. I promise I'll never harm you Mon." Ross explained pulling her into his arms. With a sigh of relief, Monica and Ross both felt the love for one another. Never before had they got that brother and sister relationship and it all began to flow in. They'd been lifted out of the darkness a little. Even though there was a long journey ahead, it still felt like the sun was shining on them.
"Well you have a few broken ribs there and a broken arm, but in about 2 months everything will have healed up." The doctor explained writing a few notes on his clipboard. "Just don't do anything too active. So everything should be okay." "See Monica? Everything's gonna be okay." Chandler remarked stroking her cheek. "I'll give you some time alone." The doctor announced heading out the door.
"Chandler you didn't have to stay." "No I want to stay, sweetie. I don't want to be without you." Chandler whispered sweetly. Feeling touched Monica took hold of Chandler's warm hand. He was he most important person in her life already, and he'd only known each other for like a week. Chandler was perfect in her eyes. But there was something still bothering Monica. Something which could ruin the relationship drastically. Something which she had never come to grips with.
Monica had fallen in love with Chandler.
Already. She couldn't tell him, it would ruin everything if he didn't feel the same way. Well he probably wouldn't this early in a relationship. But Monica had never been in love before, she had no idea how to keep going with that feeling. It was too hard. She couldn't stop thinking about it all of a sudden. But Monica could control her thoughts. She could do that. "Mon?" "Hmm?" "Are you okay?" Chandler asked. "Yeah." Monica replied. "You kinda drifted off." Chandler explained. "I did? God, I'm sorry. I erm. I-I must be tired." Monica lied awkwardly. "No don't be sorry, sweetie. You need to rest after what happened yesterday." Chandler said smiling, kissing the top of her head.
"Erm. can you get in with me?" Monica asked quietly. "If that's okay with you, honey." Chandler replied as Monica made space for him. "Thanks." Monica whispered kissing his lips for a quick moment, as they cuddled up together. "Sweet dreams, Mon." Chandler whispered kissing her cheek.
