2008
Monica woke up groggily as she walked unprecisely to the coffee machine. She had barely slept that night: in fact, she had barely slept for the whole week. Of course, it had been exactly a week since she had... "Stop thinking about that, idiot!" she mumbled to herself. She had decided to try to forget that night, and the person she spent it with. Up to now, she had done a pretty good job, but there was still a little doubt in her mind... Could it be possible that... She tried to brush out that thought, but it kept coming back in her head... Trying not to wake up Chandler, she went to the bathroom, removing a pregnancy test of the huge batch she had bought at Club Price before she found out that Chandler's hormones and her own were not compatible. She motionned her hands towards the opening side of the box. Suddenly, she froze. Was pregnancy even a possibility? If it was impossible for Chandler to give her a child, could this man even be able to? "This is just to make sure, she said to herself. Of course you're not pregnant. This is just to satisfy your irrational side. Everything's fine!". With a nervous sigh, she took a deep breath, clearing herself of any thought, then urinated on the pad.
The next few minutes were pure torture for her. At first, she was very confident, positive that the results would be exactly what she desired. She almost felt as if the results were her choice. But, gradually, her emotions changed, memorys came flying back... She was on the verge of tears when she remembered the time Rachel first tested herself for pregnancy. It was like a small party: the three girls, eagerly awaiting to see what color the line was going to be, Phoebe messing around with Rachel, the tears of joy when Rachel discovered her pregnancy... She thought to herself "I'm all alone for this... Please, god forbid it to turn pink... No positive results, please..."
She then sensed it was time for her to check on the test. Terrified, she lowered her eyes to the little pad she was holding. What she saw broke her heart immediately: a clear pink line, standing in a small box on the device, almost nagging her triuphantly. Speechles, she ran to the toilet, for an immediate feeling of sickness had overcome her.
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