Okay, this is called I Wanna Die and it's from season four. Monica is still
with Richard (whom I hate with a passion, I'm a diehard Chandler/Monica
fan) and Chandler is in love with Monica. It's kinda C/M angst, and a
C/Rachel friendship story. Maybe in the end Mon and Chan will get together
but I haven't decided yet so here's chapter one.
One: Sit here in the Dark
CHANDLER'S POV
Chandler sighed heavily as he turned over in his bed. He frowned, today was Monica's five month anniversary with Richard. He couldn't believe it. How could someone that he loved so much love someone else? He yawned and reached for the phone. He called into work saying that he was sick and made up his mind to stay in bed all day, probably crying. He would tell his friends he wasn't feeling well. Yeah, that would work.
But just as he decided this, his very best friend Monica Geller opened his bedroom door and jumped on his bed.
"Chandler, do you remember what day it is?" she asked excitedly sitting next to him.
"Christmas?" Chandler asked rubbing his eyes. He faked a smile, which he had done so much lately. "Five month anniversary with Richard." He said and Monica hugged him.
"Come on, get up," she said, "Richard's coming over so I thought I'd make breakfast for the seven of us."
Chandler laid back down, "Thanks, Mon, but I'm feeling really bad and sick today. I think it's best for me to stay in bed."
Monica's happy face turned worried in a millisecond, "Chandler, sweetie, are you okay?"
"I think I'll be fine once I get some rest. Sorry," he replied. He hated himself for making her worry but... it would just be too painful. He wanted to die, seeing her with Richard every day, but today was so much worse.
"Oh," Monica smiled weakly, "I guess I'll leave you to rest. I'll bring some soup over later."
RACHEL'S POV
She woke up and stretched. She knew that Mon was making a big breakfast for the occasion so she dressed in white shorts and a white tank top. When she came out of her room she saw Monica hunched over the stove.
"You're making chicken soup for breakfast?" she asked looking in the large pot.
"It'll have to do," Monica said, "Unless you make toast. There's enough here for Chandler to have a bowl every hour and I don't think they'll be enough for us. "
"Huh?" Rachel asked, popping toast in the toaster. At that moment the door opened and Joey, Ross, Phoebe and Richard walked in.
"Happy five months," Richard kissed Monica's cheek. "You're making soup for breakfast?"
"Actually, toast," the toast popped up from the toaster and Monica took them out and put tow more in before going back to the soup. "The soup is for Chandler. He's sick and I know how much he loves my chicken soup when he's sick. Besides, soup is good for you when you're sick."
"Oh, poor Chandler," Rachel said, "He must feel awful about getting sick on your anniversary."
The others nodded as Monica used a soup ladle to fill a plastic container with soup. She handed it to Rachel with a spoon. "Can you take this to him?"
Rachel walked to Chandler's bedroom door in the other apartment and heard muffled crying. She wondered why he was crying as she gently opened the door.
"Chandler, I brought you some of Mon's soup." She said as Chandler turned to look at her.
"Thanks, Rach," he said taking it from her.
"Chandler," Rachel said. She knew that Chandler was obviously pretty upset about something, and she wanted to help him get through whatever it was. "Chandler, sweetie, what's wrong?" she asked, finally gazing at him as she sat down on the edge of the bed.
"Believe me, Rach, you don't want to know." He sighed as he began to eat his soup.
"Yes, I do," Rachel told him seriously, "If I didn't I wouldn't have asked."
"Rach," Chandler sighed knowing that he needed to share it with somebody, "I'm not really sick, I just couldn't get out of bed today." He sighed again.
He's sighing way more than usual. What could be wrong? Rachel though. "Today," she tried to think of a reason why he wouldn't want to get out of bed that day. She gasped and her hand flew to her mouth, "Monica," she whispered.
"Yeah," Chandler replied, "I'm in love with Monica and she's in love with Richard."
"Oh, Chandler, I'm so sorry." Rachel told him giving him a short hug.
"What exactly is wrong with me?" Chandler asked, "I mean am I meant to only fall in love with either people who'll cheat on me or someone who's my friend who'll never be anything more?"
"Chandler, there is absolutely nothing wrong with you," Rachel told him, "I'll help you through this. Come see me at work today, okay?" She smiled at him once more before leaving.
MONICA'S POV
Monica couldn't believe that she and Richard had made it for five months. She loved him.
Monica and the others were eating when Rachel walked in.
"How's Chandler?" Ross asked as Rachel sat down.
"Not too good," Rachel replied truthfully gazing around the room. She immediately got up again, "Listen, I need to go to work, I'll see you later."
She smiled and left without another word.
Monica gazed at the door her best friend had just retreated from. She had no idea what was going on.
CHANDLER AND RACHEL'S POV
Chandler walked into Rachel's office two hours later and sat down.
Rachel smiled at him sympathetically, "How are you holding up?" she asked.
"Horrible," Chandler sighed, "I want to die."
"You have to tell her," Rachel told him.
Chandler sighed, "I need time to work through everything." He said and Rachel looked at him perplexed. "I need you to distract everyone for about two hours. Five to seven, keep them out of my apartment." He instructed standing up, "Talk to you later." He left leaving Rachel staring dumbfounded. He came back a second later, "Thanks," he said shortly turning to leave a second time.
"This is fun, huh?" Rachel asked. She, Joey, Ross, Phoebe, Richard and Monica were at Rachel and Monica's apartment playing Twister. While Rachel was spinning the arrow, the other three were in very awkward positions, "Left hand green, Phoebs," she laughed. It was past eight and they had all agreed that this was their last game. Attempting her new challenge, Phoebe fell flat on her face.
"Ouch," she muttered, "Not only is my pride bruised, but so is my face."
Richard laughed trying hard to fit into their tight-nit group. Monica smiled and suddenly fell, taking Joey and Ross down with her. Richard jumped up.
"I win!" he yelled happily.
"I'm going home," Joey said getting up and leaving, giving them a quick wave at the door.
They were all talking (except Rachel who was deep in thought), two minutes later when Joey burst in the door.
"Chandler's gone!" he yelled, "His rooms empty, he's gone!"
Okay, that's it for chapter one, please review and tell me what you think. The next chapter will be up shortly.
One: Sit here in the Dark
CHANDLER'S POV
Chandler sighed heavily as he turned over in his bed. He frowned, today was Monica's five month anniversary with Richard. He couldn't believe it. How could someone that he loved so much love someone else? He yawned and reached for the phone. He called into work saying that he was sick and made up his mind to stay in bed all day, probably crying. He would tell his friends he wasn't feeling well. Yeah, that would work.
But just as he decided this, his very best friend Monica Geller opened his bedroom door and jumped on his bed.
"Chandler, do you remember what day it is?" she asked excitedly sitting next to him.
"Christmas?" Chandler asked rubbing his eyes. He faked a smile, which he had done so much lately. "Five month anniversary with Richard." He said and Monica hugged him.
"Come on, get up," she said, "Richard's coming over so I thought I'd make breakfast for the seven of us."
Chandler laid back down, "Thanks, Mon, but I'm feeling really bad and sick today. I think it's best for me to stay in bed."
Monica's happy face turned worried in a millisecond, "Chandler, sweetie, are you okay?"
"I think I'll be fine once I get some rest. Sorry," he replied. He hated himself for making her worry but... it would just be too painful. He wanted to die, seeing her with Richard every day, but today was so much worse.
"Oh," Monica smiled weakly, "I guess I'll leave you to rest. I'll bring some soup over later."
RACHEL'S POV
She woke up and stretched. She knew that Mon was making a big breakfast for the occasion so she dressed in white shorts and a white tank top. When she came out of her room she saw Monica hunched over the stove.
"You're making chicken soup for breakfast?" she asked looking in the large pot.
"It'll have to do," Monica said, "Unless you make toast. There's enough here for Chandler to have a bowl every hour and I don't think they'll be enough for us. "
"Huh?" Rachel asked, popping toast in the toaster. At that moment the door opened and Joey, Ross, Phoebe and Richard walked in.
"Happy five months," Richard kissed Monica's cheek. "You're making soup for breakfast?"
"Actually, toast," the toast popped up from the toaster and Monica took them out and put tow more in before going back to the soup. "The soup is for Chandler. He's sick and I know how much he loves my chicken soup when he's sick. Besides, soup is good for you when you're sick."
"Oh, poor Chandler," Rachel said, "He must feel awful about getting sick on your anniversary."
The others nodded as Monica used a soup ladle to fill a plastic container with soup. She handed it to Rachel with a spoon. "Can you take this to him?"
Rachel walked to Chandler's bedroom door in the other apartment and heard muffled crying. She wondered why he was crying as she gently opened the door.
"Chandler, I brought you some of Mon's soup." She said as Chandler turned to look at her.
"Thanks, Rach," he said taking it from her.
"Chandler," Rachel said. She knew that Chandler was obviously pretty upset about something, and she wanted to help him get through whatever it was. "Chandler, sweetie, what's wrong?" she asked, finally gazing at him as she sat down on the edge of the bed.
"Believe me, Rach, you don't want to know." He sighed as he began to eat his soup.
"Yes, I do," Rachel told him seriously, "If I didn't I wouldn't have asked."
"Rach," Chandler sighed knowing that he needed to share it with somebody, "I'm not really sick, I just couldn't get out of bed today." He sighed again.
He's sighing way more than usual. What could be wrong? Rachel though. "Today," she tried to think of a reason why he wouldn't want to get out of bed that day. She gasped and her hand flew to her mouth, "Monica," she whispered.
"Yeah," Chandler replied, "I'm in love with Monica and she's in love with Richard."
"Oh, Chandler, I'm so sorry." Rachel told him giving him a short hug.
"What exactly is wrong with me?" Chandler asked, "I mean am I meant to only fall in love with either people who'll cheat on me or someone who's my friend who'll never be anything more?"
"Chandler, there is absolutely nothing wrong with you," Rachel told him, "I'll help you through this. Come see me at work today, okay?" She smiled at him once more before leaving.
MONICA'S POV
Monica couldn't believe that she and Richard had made it for five months. She loved him.
Monica and the others were eating when Rachel walked in.
"How's Chandler?" Ross asked as Rachel sat down.
"Not too good," Rachel replied truthfully gazing around the room. She immediately got up again, "Listen, I need to go to work, I'll see you later."
She smiled and left without another word.
Monica gazed at the door her best friend had just retreated from. She had no idea what was going on.
CHANDLER AND RACHEL'S POV
Chandler walked into Rachel's office two hours later and sat down.
Rachel smiled at him sympathetically, "How are you holding up?" she asked.
"Horrible," Chandler sighed, "I want to die."
"You have to tell her," Rachel told him.
Chandler sighed, "I need time to work through everything." He said and Rachel looked at him perplexed. "I need you to distract everyone for about two hours. Five to seven, keep them out of my apartment." He instructed standing up, "Talk to you later." He left leaving Rachel staring dumbfounded. He came back a second later, "Thanks," he said shortly turning to leave a second time.
"This is fun, huh?" Rachel asked. She, Joey, Ross, Phoebe, Richard and Monica were at Rachel and Monica's apartment playing Twister. While Rachel was spinning the arrow, the other three were in very awkward positions, "Left hand green, Phoebs," she laughed. It was past eight and they had all agreed that this was their last game. Attempting her new challenge, Phoebe fell flat on her face.
"Ouch," she muttered, "Not only is my pride bruised, but so is my face."
Richard laughed trying hard to fit into their tight-nit group. Monica smiled and suddenly fell, taking Joey and Ross down with her. Richard jumped up.
"I win!" he yelled happily.
"I'm going home," Joey said getting up and leaving, giving them a quick wave at the door.
They were all talking (except Rachel who was deep in thought), two minutes later when Joey burst in the door.
"Chandler's gone!" he yelled, "His rooms empty, he's gone!"
Okay, that's it for chapter one, please review and tell me what you think. The next chapter will be up shortly.