Endless Love
(Chapter Two)
Monica looked over at Joey.
He was sweating, and seemed on the verge of tears.
She didn't know how he was going to get through telling Chandler.
When he came walking back, at the mattress store, Monica didn't know it was going to be that bad, or that hard.
When he told her, she knew it would be hard, but not like this.
She wanted to feel sorry for Chandler, but, more than anyone else, she felt sorry for Joey.
She just wanted to comfort him.
She'd experienced pain on all different levels, but she couldn't imagine in the slightest what this must be like.
Right now, they sat at his and Chandler's apartment, waiting for Chandler to come home.
Joey looked like it was tearing him apart, and Monica felt like there was nothing she could do.
She could imagine some of it. Not being able to do anything.
She figured, that's what Joey must be thinking.
He couldn't do anything for Chandler, all he could do was make it worse, and he was the only one who could tell Chandler, because he just happened to be the one who had seen it.
The awkward silence broke as Joey let out a sob.
Monica scooted closer to him on the couch.
He leaned his head in and cried on her shoulder for a little while, while she rubbed his back comfortingly.
"Why did this have to happen?" He asked, but she didn't know how to answer.
All she could say in reply was, "don't worry, it's gonna turn out just fine."
Joey looked at her, and kinda smiled, then asked her, reluctantly, "would it be okay to kiss you right now?"
And she just laughed. "It would be more than okay."
Just as he leaned in, The door burst open, and a happy-go-lucky Chandler walked through the doorway. They tore apart just before he noticed them.
"Dammit," Joey whispered, though it went completely unheard.
Chandler looked at their solemn faces and asked, "what's up?"
"Monica, I think... I think I should tell him alone."
She nodded gently and sauntered out of the room.
"I... I don't know how to tell you this, Chandler. But, umm, I... When me and Mon were at the mattress store... I kinda, ummm, saw Janice, and she... She was kinda kissing someone... Uh, someone else."
"Are you sure?"
(A/N: Sorry this chapter is so short, I just wanted to leave it at a cliffie. Thanks for the reviews!)
(Chapter Two)
Monica looked over at Joey.
He was sweating, and seemed on the verge of tears.
She didn't know how he was going to get through telling Chandler.
When he came walking back, at the mattress store, Monica didn't know it was going to be that bad, or that hard.
When he told her, she knew it would be hard, but not like this.
She wanted to feel sorry for Chandler, but, more than anyone else, she felt sorry for Joey.
She just wanted to comfort him.
She'd experienced pain on all different levels, but she couldn't imagine in the slightest what this must be like.
Right now, they sat at his and Chandler's apartment, waiting for Chandler to come home.
Joey looked like it was tearing him apart, and Monica felt like there was nothing she could do.
She could imagine some of it. Not being able to do anything.
She figured, that's what Joey must be thinking.
He couldn't do anything for Chandler, all he could do was make it worse, and he was the only one who could tell Chandler, because he just happened to be the one who had seen it.
The awkward silence broke as Joey let out a sob.
Monica scooted closer to him on the couch.
He leaned his head in and cried on her shoulder for a little while, while she rubbed his back comfortingly.
"Why did this have to happen?" He asked, but she didn't know how to answer.
All she could say in reply was, "don't worry, it's gonna turn out just fine."
Joey looked at her, and kinda smiled, then asked her, reluctantly, "would it be okay to kiss you right now?"
And she just laughed. "It would be more than okay."
Just as he leaned in, The door burst open, and a happy-go-lucky Chandler walked through the doorway. They tore apart just before he noticed them.
"Dammit," Joey whispered, though it went completely unheard.
Chandler looked at their solemn faces and asked, "what's up?"
"Monica, I think... I think I should tell him alone."
She nodded gently and sauntered out of the room.
"I... I don't know how to tell you this, Chandler. But, umm, I... When me and Mon were at the mattress store... I kinda, ummm, saw Janice, and she... She was kinda kissing someone... Uh, someone else."
"Are you sure?"
(A/N: Sorry this chapter is so short, I just wanted to leave it at a cliffie. Thanks for the reviews!)