Chapter 10
Revenge is sweet
Disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with friends
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What the hell have I done!
Joey paced the floor, back and forth, rapidly, until his legs were tired of walking, but he kept going, as if it was helping him think more clearly, which it wasn't. Nothing right now could make him think rationally, not after what he had gone and done.
A nearby by lamp that was his only source of light shone its rays onto his tear soaked face and illuminated the tracks of his teardrops.
Why did I do that to her, she didn't deserve it! Not after everything she had been through in the past year or so. She trusted him with all her heart and he had gone and wasted the bonds they had built together through the hardship and pain.
And with Melanie, his co-star of all people!
A woman he liked but had no feelings for whatsoever. Not feelings like he had for Phoebe anyway. That was true love. This was just a fling. A one off that he was adamant would never happen again. But would he have the will power to make sure a kiss didn't progress to other things? He had been tempted once, could he be tempted twice? If Melanie had her way he would.
He lifted the telephone receiver and dialled. He had to speak to her.
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Phoebe was in a silent slumber on her uncomfortable sofa when she heard the familiar chime of the phone ringing in her dreams.
"Joey!" She jumped up and made a mad dash to answer, unsure how long it had been ringing before she had noticed it.
"Hello, Joe?" She listened to the silence while her brain adjusted to what was going on.
"Joey? If you can hear me talk honey." Still there was a quiet silence. She could hear him breathing, but he wasn't talking.
"Joey? Is that you?" Her mind wandered back to the prank phone calls she had received a few nights ago and panic began to set in, even although she was trying to reason with herself that this time it was really Joey, and not some sick stranger that had picked her number randomly from the phone book to try and scare the life out of her.
She refused to replace the receiver until she had confirmation either way, and she didn't have to wait long.
"Phoebe?" The husky voice threw her, but at the same time she let out a sigh of relief.
"Thank God! Joey, don't do that again. You had me terrified then." She listened intently as there was no oral response, just an evil sounding laugh that sounded nothing like her Fiancé.
"I'm not Joey silly girl. You know who I am. Watch your back Phoebe, I'm coming to get you." She heard the click to signify the mystery caller had hung up, but it far from settled her.
He had known her name. Said she knew him. Did she? She didn't recognise the voice. He was going to get her? She had to watch her back? She took a loud gulp and tried to refrain from bursting into tears. Who would be sick enough to threaten her in such a cruel way? What had she ever done to anyone?
The last phone calls of heavy breathing had been unsettling enough, but he had given her a warning this time. Was it genuine? Or was she right in the first place, this was just some sad man, bored with nothing better to do with his time than to terrify women living on there own?
She wouldn't have to wait long to find out the answer to all her questions, for he was about to pounce once he had the perfect opportunity. And now he knew when that would be, now that he had her diary.
Tomorrow was judgement day for him, the day he got revenge.
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"Jeff!" Rachel gasped loudly in sudden shock at the sight of the man she was avoiding standing in her doorway.
"You're back I see and didn't even have the courtesy to call me, than man whose life you ruined.
"Jeff you're drunk. Call me when you're sober." She went to close the door over on him, trying to stay calm as she did so, but he wedged his foot in so it would shut properly.
"No, I need to talk to you now. The last time you said that you disappeared back to American. I want answers, and I want them RIGHT NOW!" He pushed the door forward, knocking Rachel off to the side with the power of his forcefulness.
"My fiancé is going to be back soon, you can't come in!" Rachel prayed she was right. If Jeff knew Ross was due back soon he wouldn't hurt her, would he? Ross would protect her if he did she told herself, without thinking about the consequences.
She had been trying all knowledge of her ex from Ross, and the murky past that lurked with him, and if he had to return right now there was a good chance everything would come out in the open. Something she desperately wanted to avoid, for the sake of her impending marriage, that was less that 6 weeks away now.
Jeff walked over to the drinks cabinet by the French windows and helped himself to a large brandy on the rocks, which he swirled around in the clear crystal glass, before swigging it down in one desperate gulp, slamming the empty glass back onto the wooden cabinet in force while Rachel watched on, in terrified silence.
"So you manage to ensnare another unsuspecting fool huh?" Rachel ignored his comment and continued to watch him with baited breath as he walked circles around the white leather sofa in the middle of the sitting room.
"So, Rachel, tell me, how are you going to dump this one? Are you going to talk him into bed, make him leave his wife and in turn ruin his life, then run away? Oh no wait, that's what you did to me!" Jeff sat himself down on the couch looking rather hurt but smug at the same time.
"Jeff, I never meant to hurt you, you know that. I left because I had to you knew that. My friend needed help, and I was the only one she could count on."
"I was your boyfriend and I needed you too! But that didn't stop you upping and leaving!" Jeff got up from where he was seated and walked over to Rachel, putting his hands down painfully on her delicate shoulders
"When you went I had nothing to live for! I lost you and my wife in the one week, then I got demoted from my position as regional manager for head office because according to my boss "I wasn't coping with my workload" He mimicked his bosses voice and leaned harder down on Rachel, pushing her back against the wall as he became more heated.
"You know why I couldn't cope?" Rachel shook her head, scared to answer.
"I couldn't cope because I lost you! The one person in the world I trusted and she tears out my hearts and stomps on it like a piece of old meat." Jeff now had Rachel against the wall, and he was leaning down as if to kiss her. But something distracted her attention. She could hear a key turning in the door, but she couldn't turn to see if it was who she thought it was.
"I love you Rachel and I want you back. Leave this guy your with and move back to Paris with me. I'll get you your old job back at Prada/, it wont be a problem." Rachel shook her head again as much as she could with his hands restricting her movement.
"I don't love you, I love Ross and I'm marrying him. You meant nothing to me, you were just a shoulder to cry on when I needed comfort. I like you Jeff, but that's it." Rachel wished she had said nothing as his eyes flared with hatred. It almost looked like he would burst into flames at any minute.
"I LEFT MY WIFE AND CHILDREN FOR YOU, YOU SELFISH BITCH. YOU BEGGED ME, PLEADED WITH ME TO YOUR ONE AND ONLY, AND I GAVE YOU YOUR WISH. I EVEN STAYED WITH YOU WHEN YOU FOUND OUT YOU WERE PREGNANT WITH ANOTHER MANS BABY!" Rachel felt the blow to the side of her face as she slid down the wall, in pain and in fear of what would come next. But she needn't have worried, not about Jeff anymore. What was coming to her was much worse than any punch.
"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE RACHEL!" Ross stood by the door looking angrier than Rachel had ever seen him before and she knew he would want the same answers that Jeff was here looking for.
Her world was about to turn upside down.
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Next Chapter: whose baby was Rachel pregnant with and what happened? How will Ross react? What happens to Phoebe will she goes to visit her lecturer? And will Chandler and Monica be able to solve their differences?
Please read and review. There are so many people reading this fic, and yet no one reviews apart from the same people (who I love and you know who you are lol) Mwah. If your enjoying this please review.it will only take a second, and it will get you quicker updates (I sound like im blackmailing you, but im not I swear lol)
xxxxx
"
Revenge is sweet
Disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with friends
~*~
What the hell have I done!
Joey paced the floor, back and forth, rapidly, until his legs were tired of walking, but he kept going, as if it was helping him think more clearly, which it wasn't. Nothing right now could make him think rationally, not after what he had gone and done.
A nearby by lamp that was his only source of light shone its rays onto his tear soaked face and illuminated the tracks of his teardrops.
Why did I do that to her, she didn't deserve it! Not after everything she had been through in the past year or so. She trusted him with all her heart and he had gone and wasted the bonds they had built together through the hardship and pain.
And with Melanie, his co-star of all people!
A woman he liked but had no feelings for whatsoever. Not feelings like he had for Phoebe anyway. That was true love. This was just a fling. A one off that he was adamant would never happen again. But would he have the will power to make sure a kiss didn't progress to other things? He had been tempted once, could he be tempted twice? If Melanie had her way he would.
He lifted the telephone receiver and dialled. He had to speak to her.
~*~
Phoebe was in a silent slumber on her uncomfortable sofa when she heard the familiar chime of the phone ringing in her dreams.
"Joey!" She jumped up and made a mad dash to answer, unsure how long it had been ringing before she had noticed it.
"Hello, Joe?" She listened to the silence while her brain adjusted to what was going on.
"Joey? If you can hear me talk honey." Still there was a quiet silence. She could hear him breathing, but he wasn't talking.
"Joey? Is that you?" Her mind wandered back to the prank phone calls she had received a few nights ago and panic began to set in, even although she was trying to reason with herself that this time it was really Joey, and not some sick stranger that had picked her number randomly from the phone book to try and scare the life out of her.
She refused to replace the receiver until she had confirmation either way, and she didn't have to wait long.
"Phoebe?" The husky voice threw her, but at the same time she let out a sigh of relief.
"Thank God! Joey, don't do that again. You had me terrified then." She listened intently as there was no oral response, just an evil sounding laugh that sounded nothing like her Fiancé.
"I'm not Joey silly girl. You know who I am. Watch your back Phoebe, I'm coming to get you." She heard the click to signify the mystery caller had hung up, but it far from settled her.
He had known her name. Said she knew him. Did she? She didn't recognise the voice. He was going to get her? She had to watch her back? She took a loud gulp and tried to refrain from bursting into tears. Who would be sick enough to threaten her in such a cruel way? What had she ever done to anyone?
The last phone calls of heavy breathing had been unsettling enough, but he had given her a warning this time. Was it genuine? Or was she right in the first place, this was just some sad man, bored with nothing better to do with his time than to terrify women living on there own?
She wouldn't have to wait long to find out the answer to all her questions, for he was about to pounce once he had the perfect opportunity. And now he knew when that would be, now that he had her diary.
Tomorrow was judgement day for him, the day he got revenge.
~*~
"Jeff!" Rachel gasped loudly in sudden shock at the sight of the man she was avoiding standing in her doorway.
"You're back I see and didn't even have the courtesy to call me, than man whose life you ruined.
"Jeff you're drunk. Call me when you're sober." She went to close the door over on him, trying to stay calm as she did so, but he wedged his foot in so it would shut properly.
"No, I need to talk to you now. The last time you said that you disappeared back to American. I want answers, and I want them RIGHT NOW!" He pushed the door forward, knocking Rachel off to the side with the power of his forcefulness.
"My fiancé is going to be back soon, you can't come in!" Rachel prayed she was right. If Jeff knew Ross was due back soon he wouldn't hurt her, would he? Ross would protect her if he did she told herself, without thinking about the consequences.
She had been trying all knowledge of her ex from Ross, and the murky past that lurked with him, and if he had to return right now there was a good chance everything would come out in the open. Something she desperately wanted to avoid, for the sake of her impending marriage, that was less that 6 weeks away now.
Jeff walked over to the drinks cabinet by the French windows and helped himself to a large brandy on the rocks, which he swirled around in the clear crystal glass, before swigging it down in one desperate gulp, slamming the empty glass back onto the wooden cabinet in force while Rachel watched on, in terrified silence.
"So you manage to ensnare another unsuspecting fool huh?" Rachel ignored his comment and continued to watch him with baited breath as he walked circles around the white leather sofa in the middle of the sitting room.
"So, Rachel, tell me, how are you going to dump this one? Are you going to talk him into bed, make him leave his wife and in turn ruin his life, then run away? Oh no wait, that's what you did to me!" Jeff sat himself down on the couch looking rather hurt but smug at the same time.
"Jeff, I never meant to hurt you, you know that. I left because I had to you knew that. My friend needed help, and I was the only one she could count on."
"I was your boyfriend and I needed you too! But that didn't stop you upping and leaving!" Jeff got up from where he was seated and walked over to Rachel, putting his hands down painfully on her delicate shoulders
"When you went I had nothing to live for! I lost you and my wife in the one week, then I got demoted from my position as regional manager for head office because according to my boss "I wasn't coping with my workload" He mimicked his bosses voice and leaned harder down on Rachel, pushing her back against the wall as he became more heated.
"You know why I couldn't cope?" Rachel shook her head, scared to answer.
"I couldn't cope because I lost you! The one person in the world I trusted and she tears out my hearts and stomps on it like a piece of old meat." Jeff now had Rachel against the wall, and he was leaning down as if to kiss her. But something distracted her attention. She could hear a key turning in the door, but she couldn't turn to see if it was who she thought it was.
"I love you Rachel and I want you back. Leave this guy your with and move back to Paris with me. I'll get you your old job back at Prada/, it wont be a problem." Rachel shook her head again as much as she could with his hands restricting her movement.
"I don't love you, I love Ross and I'm marrying him. You meant nothing to me, you were just a shoulder to cry on when I needed comfort. I like you Jeff, but that's it." Rachel wished she had said nothing as his eyes flared with hatred. It almost looked like he would burst into flames at any minute.
"I LEFT MY WIFE AND CHILDREN FOR YOU, YOU SELFISH BITCH. YOU BEGGED ME, PLEADED WITH ME TO YOUR ONE AND ONLY, AND I GAVE YOU YOUR WISH. I EVEN STAYED WITH YOU WHEN YOU FOUND OUT YOU WERE PREGNANT WITH ANOTHER MANS BABY!" Rachel felt the blow to the side of her face as she slid down the wall, in pain and in fear of what would come next. But she needn't have worried, not about Jeff anymore. What was coming to her was much worse than any punch.
"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE RACHEL!" Ross stood by the door looking angrier than Rachel had ever seen him before and she knew he would want the same answers that Jeff was here looking for.
Her world was about to turn upside down.
~*~
Next Chapter: whose baby was Rachel pregnant with and what happened? How will Ross react? What happens to Phoebe will she goes to visit her lecturer? And will Chandler and Monica be able to solve their differences?
Please read and review. There are so many people reading this fic, and yet no one reviews apart from the same people (who I love and you know who you are lol) Mwah. If your enjoying this please review.it will only take a second, and it will get you quicker updates (I sound like im blackmailing you, but im not I swear lol)
xxxxx
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