Chapter 14
Phoebe: Rachel, can I tell you something?
Rachel: Yea, sure, go ahead Pheebs.
Phoebe: You remember when I told you that you and Ross were "lobsters"
Rachel [swallowing uncomfortably]: Yea Pheebs..but
Phoebe: Oh don't worry! It's not like that! No, I just wanted to say...that sometimes I can be wrong with my predictions. The more I've thought about it lately, you and Ross just never seemed to fit right, there always seemed to be something missing, and I could never really put my finger on it until right now. Sure, Ross said he loved you, he said he loved you since he saw you in high school. But he didn't fall in love with you. He fell in love with his image of you. This perfect, flawless image of you that somehow you never really seemed to live up to. All the time you were going out, you kept fighting, having relationship problems. Ross didn't get it; he didn't really know why you were fighting. He just thought it was something everybody went through. But you were fighting because of this image; you weren't it, and subconsciously I think Ross kind of realized it, but didn't want to. He wanted to go along with the whole "Oh Ross and Rachel are made for each other" theory. Your story was made out to be this fairytale. Boy sees girl in high school, boy falls in love, girl doesn't love boy, then years later they get together. Seems to fit, yet somehow it doesn't. Joey loves you for who you are, your positive points, and your flaws. He has no misconceptions, no set images of how he wants you to be. And that was what was missing when you were with Ross. Joey and you are the real lobsters in this group, and I just don't know why it took so long for everyone to see it.
Rachel [her eyes are teared up, although no tears have actually fallen, she sniffs as she says this]: Wow...Phoebe...that really means a lot to me...that was such a beautiful speech...thank you so much
Phoebe [smiling]: No problem Rach, that's what I've believed for some time now, there just wasn't really a right time for me to say it.
Suddenly, there was a sound of sheets rustling, and Rachel whipped her head around quickly just in time to see Joey stirring, his eyes fluttering between being open and closed.
Rachel [whispered, as she walked over to the bed sitting down on it]: Hey...Joey, are you awake?
Joey [groggily, his eyes still fluttering open and then back to closed]: Mhm...yea
Phoebe: Rachel, can I tell you something?
Rachel: Yea, sure, go ahead Pheebs.
Phoebe: You remember when I told you that you and Ross were "lobsters"
Rachel [swallowing uncomfortably]: Yea Pheebs..but
Phoebe: Oh don't worry! It's not like that! No, I just wanted to say...that sometimes I can be wrong with my predictions. The more I've thought about it lately, you and Ross just never seemed to fit right, there always seemed to be something missing, and I could never really put my finger on it until right now. Sure, Ross said he loved you, he said he loved you since he saw you in high school. But he didn't fall in love with you. He fell in love with his image of you. This perfect, flawless image of you that somehow you never really seemed to live up to. All the time you were going out, you kept fighting, having relationship problems. Ross didn't get it; he didn't really know why you were fighting. He just thought it was something everybody went through. But you were fighting because of this image; you weren't it, and subconsciously I think Ross kind of realized it, but didn't want to. He wanted to go along with the whole "Oh Ross and Rachel are made for each other" theory. Your story was made out to be this fairytale. Boy sees girl in high school, boy falls in love, girl doesn't love boy, then years later they get together. Seems to fit, yet somehow it doesn't. Joey loves you for who you are, your positive points, and your flaws. He has no misconceptions, no set images of how he wants you to be. And that was what was missing when you were with Ross. Joey and you are the real lobsters in this group, and I just don't know why it took so long for everyone to see it.
Rachel [her eyes are teared up, although no tears have actually fallen, she sniffs as she says this]: Wow...Phoebe...that really means a lot to me...that was such a beautiful speech...thank you so much
Phoebe [smiling]: No problem Rach, that's what I've believed for some time now, there just wasn't really a right time for me to say it.
Suddenly, there was a sound of sheets rustling, and Rachel whipped her head around quickly just in time to see Joey stirring, his eyes fluttering between being open and closed.
Rachel [whispered, as she walked over to the bed sitting down on it]: Hey...Joey, are you awake?
Joey [groggily, his eyes still fluttering open and then back to closed]: Mhm...yea