Hi! Ok, this is my first fanfic ever. I dedicate this story to Vikki.
Without her encouragement I hadn't even have started to write. And I want
to thank my sister for her help. Thank you, Tanja.
Disclaimer: The characters in this story are not mine. They belong to Kaufman and Crane, I think.
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TOW The Lie
It was one of these hot New Yorker summer days. Chandler Bing was in his apartment enjoying his day off. He sat on the couch with a cold beer in his hand and thought his life couldn't get any better. Three month ago he married the love of his life. A smile crept over his face at the thought of Monica. Since the day she became his wife he was looking forward to the rest of his life. Something he never did before. Actually, he couldn't wait for the next steps. He often found himself daydreaming during the last months. With the first child they would stay in the apartment and then they would buy a house outside the city before the second child was born.
He was pulled out of his thoughts when the door opened and Rachel Green walked toward the living room. She looked really uncomfortable. And since she was four month pregnant and had the full benefit of morning sickness it wasn't a wonder that she didn't take the summer heat too well.
"You go the short way from Ross' and mine apartment to here and you are drenched in sweat. This weather is killing me." She plopped down next to him with a sigh. "Thank god the air condition is working again. When did Treager fix it?" Rachel asked while making herself comfortable on the couch.
"Some time this morning. He said we had luck too get it fixed this fast. Apparently there is quite a bunch of buildings with broken air conditions. And the maintenance services are booked for weeks." Chandler took another gulp of his beer before he placed it on a coaster on the couch table. "And how are you? Is the morning sickness still tormenting you?"
"Ugh, it's getting better. But that's not the only side effect during pregnancy. Now that I start showing I feel really fat. I think I'll never get a man to look at me anymore."
"Aww, come on. You're not fat. You are pregnant. And believe me, men can see the difference." He placed an arm around her shoulder and pulled her closer. "And you know what? You have already this glowing that all pregnant women get. It makes you very sexy for the men." He smiled down at her as she looked with a hopeful look up at him.
"Wow, that is so sweet of you." With that she leaned in and kissed him on the mouth. But before he could pull back they both heard a gasp and a thump behind them when Monica let her purse fall to the ground.
With a shocked expression on her face she saw Chandler jump up from the couch and away from Rachel.
When Chandler made his way toward the kitchen where Monica stood he saw the tears in her eyes.
"Monica, this is not what it looks like." He said trying to touch her shoulder. But she pulled away, before he could come near enough. With a hurt look in his eyes he watched her turn on her heels and storm out of the apartment. He threw a glance at Rachel who still sat dumbstrucked on the sofa before he followed Monica out of the apartment and down the stairs. A moment after the door slammed shut Rachel came out of her trance and left.
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"Monica, please wait! Let me explain!" Chandler was now running down the pavement, trying to catch up with his wife. He reached for her elbow to stop her. At this she whirled around and glared at Chandler with tears running down her cheeks. The pain he saw in her eyes broke his heart. "Monica, please, you have to believe me. It was nothing. Rachel and I were talking and all of the sudden she kissed me. That's when you came in. I didn't kiss back. Please, Monica. Say something."
"Why, Chandler? Why with Rachel?" Monica asked, her voice breaking. It was like this her whole life. What ever she wanted Rachel would get. She'd thought that had changed since they both entered adulthood. But apparently she was wrong. "I trusted you Chandler, with all what I'm worth." She was sobbing by now.
"Then trust me now. You have to believe me, Monica. I would never, never do something to hurt you." He too was crying but didn't bother to dry his tears. He watched Monica hopefully. She had her head down. When she looked up he saw a look of pure hate in her eyes and he took a step back.
"How can I believe you? I know what I saw!" Monica almost yelled. "And this is so typical. Always Rachel. Why does everyone prefer Rachel over me?"
"What are you talking about? I don't want Rachel. I never wanted her. I want you." Chandler said confused. He didn't know how he could get it in Monica's head that nothing happened. "Monica, I." Chandler started but was interrupted from Monica.
"Y'know what Chandler? Save it. I can't hear it anymore." With that she turned around and walked away. Chandler stood there, too shocked to move. By the time he had snapped out of it she was out of sight. Depressed he went back to the apartment.
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TBC.
OK, that's the beginning. But there's more to come. I'm new at this writing stuff, so any comments are welcome.
Disclaimer: The characters in this story are not mine. They belong to Kaufman and Crane, I think.
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TOW The Lie
It was one of these hot New Yorker summer days. Chandler Bing was in his apartment enjoying his day off. He sat on the couch with a cold beer in his hand and thought his life couldn't get any better. Three month ago he married the love of his life. A smile crept over his face at the thought of Monica. Since the day she became his wife he was looking forward to the rest of his life. Something he never did before. Actually, he couldn't wait for the next steps. He often found himself daydreaming during the last months. With the first child they would stay in the apartment and then they would buy a house outside the city before the second child was born.
He was pulled out of his thoughts when the door opened and Rachel Green walked toward the living room. She looked really uncomfortable. And since she was four month pregnant and had the full benefit of morning sickness it wasn't a wonder that she didn't take the summer heat too well.
"You go the short way from Ross' and mine apartment to here and you are drenched in sweat. This weather is killing me." She plopped down next to him with a sigh. "Thank god the air condition is working again. When did Treager fix it?" Rachel asked while making herself comfortable on the couch.
"Some time this morning. He said we had luck too get it fixed this fast. Apparently there is quite a bunch of buildings with broken air conditions. And the maintenance services are booked for weeks." Chandler took another gulp of his beer before he placed it on a coaster on the couch table. "And how are you? Is the morning sickness still tormenting you?"
"Ugh, it's getting better. But that's not the only side effect during pregnancy. Now that I start showing I feel really fat. I think I'll never get a man to look at me anymore."
"Aww, come on. You're not fat. You are pregnant. And believe me, men can see the difference." He placed an arm around her shoulder and pulled her closer. "And you know what? You have already this glowing that all pregnant women get. It makes you very sexy for the men." He smiled down at her as she looked with a hopeful look up at him.
"Wow, that is so sweet of you." With that she leaned in and kissed him on the mouth. But before he could pull back they both heard a gasp and a thump behind them when Monica let her purse fall to the ground.
With a shocked expression on her face she saw Chandler jump up from the couch and away from Rachel.
When Chandler made his way toward the kitchen where Monica stood he saw the tears in her eyes.
"Monica, this is not what it looks like." He said trying to touch her shoulder. But she pulled away, before he could come near enough. With a hurt look in his eyes he watched her turn on her heels and storm out of the apartment. He threw a glance at Rachel who still sat dumbstrucked on the sofa before he followed Monica out of the apartment and down the stairs. A moment after the door slammed shut Rachel came out of her trance and left.
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"Monica, please wait! Let me explain!" Chandler was now running down the pavement, trying to catch up with his wife. He reached for her elbow to stop her. At this she whirled around and glared at Chandler with tears running down her cheeks. The pain he saw in her eyes broke his heart. "Monica, please, you have to believe me. It was nothing. Rachel and I were talking and all of the sudden she kissed me. That's when you came in. I didn't kiss back. Please, Monica. Say something."
"Why, Chandler? Why with Rachel?" Monica asked, her voice breaking. It was like this her whole life. What ever she wanted Rachel would get. She'd thought that had changed since they both entered adulthood. But apparently she was wrong. "I trusted you Chandler, with all what I'm worth." She was sobbing by now.
"Then trust me now. You have to believe me, Monica. I would never, never do something to hurt you." He too was crying but didn't bother to dry his tears. He watched Monica hopefully. She had her head down. When she looked up he saw a look of pure hate in her eyes and he took a step back.
"How can I believe you? I know what I saw!" Monica almost yelled. "And this is so typical. Always Rachel. Why does everyone prefer Rachel over me?"
"What are you talking about? I don't want Rachel. I never wanted her. I want you." Chandler said confused. He didn't know how he could get it in Monica's head that nothing happened. "Monica, I." Chandler started but was interrupted from Monica.
"Y'know what Chandler? Save it. I can't hear it anymore." With that she turned around and walked away. Chandler stood there, too shocked to move. By the time he had snapped out of it she was out of sight. Depressed he went back to the apartment.
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TBC.
OK, that's the beginning. But there's more to come. I'm new at this writing stuff, so any comments are welcome.