AN: Wow, this took a while. Lol. Sorry for that. But I was really busy. And
now I'm just glad that I got something written again.
Someone said in a review that they were all OOC. I know that. Although I don't think they are any more OOC than in any other fanfiction story. And I'm not as good of a writer to make it better. Or else I would write for the actual show and would have a lot more money than I have now. Lol. I will do my best to bring the characters closer to the originals. But that is gonna be really hard since this is a drama fic and Friends is comedy.
I want to thank all of you who reviewed. This is for you.
DISCLAIMER: The characters are not mine.
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Where we left off:
"But that can't be right!" Monica said. "I now remember that weekend."
FLASHBACK to Friday afternoon five weeks ago
Monica was on the phone sitting at the kitchen table when Chandler entered the apartment. He walked over to her and gave her a quick kiss on the temple before he sat down on the chair next to her.
"Ok, I'll see you then." Monica said into the phone and then turned it of. "Hey, sweetie. How was your doctors appointment?"
Chandler grimaced. "It was alright. Who was that?" He pointed at the phone.
"Oh, that was my cousin Jane. She gave birth yesterday." Monica informed him.
"Is she the one who lives in Boston?"
"Yeah, that's her. She asked if we want to come up there this weekend. You know, to see the baby and spend some time together. We haven't seen each other for over a year. So, what do you say?" Monica smiled slyly at Chandler. "And we two could spend some alone-time away from our friends."
"I'd love that but I have this stupid meeting tomorrow. So I can't go. But you should go anyway. I think I can survive a weekend without my wife." Chandler said grinning. "And the doctor said we can't have 'alone-time' for at least three days. The rash has gotten pretty painful." Chandler grimaced as he shifted on the chair.
"Oh, my poor baby." Monica stroked his cheek to console him.
"Y'know, maybe it's for the best that you are not going to be here this weekend. That way my celibacy isn't so hard to endure. Plus, I could spend some time with Joey."
"You mean, you'll watch TV, eat Pizza and won't go outside the whole weekend." Monica asked with a smirk on her face.
"Exactly." Chandler beamed. "That's gonna be the best weekend EVER!"
"So weekends you spend with me are boring?" Monica tried to keep a serious face as she saw the panic on Chandlers face.
"What?! No! No, that's not what I meant. It's just, Joey and I...uh...y'know, we..." Chandler stammered.
"Honey, it's ok. I was just teasing." Monica stopped his rambling. "I know what you mean. And I hope you have a great weekend with Joey. Although I'm gonna miss you in Boston."
"Aww, I'll miss you too." Chandler leant over the table and gave Monica a sweet and slow kiss.
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Back To The Present...
Rachel felt fear creeping into her heart as she watched Monica. She just sat there deep in thought and hadn't said anything during the past minutes. Rachel couldn't take the silence any longer.
"What are you thinking about, Mon?" she wondered.
"Huh?" Monica was startled out of her reflection. "Oh, I just remembered the weekend you are talking about." Monica looked intently at Rachel. Monica now had a disturbing suspicion. "So, that was the weekend where you and Chandler slept together for the first time?"
"Yeah."
"Please tell me more. I need to know." Monica said to Rachel. She didn't want to jump to conclusions. But how was it possible that they slept together when Chandler had a rash. It wasn't the first time he had something like that. And she knew how painful they were for him. Maybe it had healed a little before they had sex together. Maybe they hadn't done anything before Sunday evening.
"Ok, it was Saturday morning and as I said, I came over here to borrow a..." Rachel trailed off as she saw the paleness of Monica's face. "What? What's the problem, Monica?"
Monica was stunned. She didn't know what to say. "No..." she whispered. She felt the room spin circles around her. And then it all went black...
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As Monica came to she found herself lying on her couch. She heard a low mumbling coming from the kitchen. Monica sat up and looked over to the kitchen table where she saw the rest of the gang. Joey saw her sitting up and rushed over to her and crouched down next to the sofa.
"Monica, are you all right?"
"I think so. What happened?" She felt very lightheaded. So she shook her head to clear it from the confusing fog.
"You were talking to Rachel when you suddenly passed out." Joey informed her gesturing towards Rachel who still stood in the kitchen. She didn't want to go near Monica. She didn't know why Monica had lost her consciousness back then. But she had a very bad feeling in her stomach.
Monica looked from Joey to Ross who was standing behind the couch. Her gaze went past Ross and focused on Rachel. She gasped as she remembered what she discovered before her black out. She jumped up from the couch.
"You...you were lying! All the time you were lying to me." she accused Rachel. "It's impossible that Chandler slept with you on the Saturday I went to Boston." Monica went over so she was standing right in front of Rachel.
"Uh...Well, Monica...please..." Rachel stammered only to be interrupted by Monica.
"Oh my god! How could you?! It's all your fault!" Monica screamed. "Oh god. And Chandler...God knows where he is." With that Monica sunk to the floor. "What have I done?" she whispered. Phoebe slid out of the chair she was sitting on and wrapped her arms around Monica.
"What are you talking about, Monica?" Phoebe asked. "What did Chandler do now?"
"Nothing!" Monica squealed pushing Phoebe away. "He did nothing! Not now and not then! Don't you understand? He told the truth and I didn't listen." Monica was now sobbing.
Rachel had lost all color in her face and was now leaning against the door. She didn't really know how Monica knew that she had lied. But she knew that Monica was sure about it. Rachel didn't know what to do now, so she opened the door and slipped out of the apartment.
Ross and Joey came from the living room and were now standing beside Monica and Phoebe.
"What do you mean, he told the truth. I thought Rachel..." Ross started, concern showing on his face.
"Right! Rachel..." Monica searched the room for Rachel but noticed that she wasn't there anymore. "She lied. From the beginning she fed me nothing but lies. But I caught her. And now...now my life is ruined. My marriage is ruined." Monica began crying again. "I drove my husband...my best friend away. For nothing. He hates me. I hate myself." Monica stood up and swayed a little on her shaking legs. But she pushed Ross' steadying hands away. Then she turned around and sneaked with hanging head back into her bedroom and locked the door.
Phoebe, Joey and Ross looked at each other. Not quite sure what to think or what happened there a minute before. Ross was the first to move. He took his jacket from the back of the couch and left.
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Ross made his way over to his and Rachel's apartment hoping she would be there. He had to talk to her. Right now. He opened his door and immediately saw a crying Rachel sitting on the couch. She looked up to check who entered the apartment and buried her face in her hands again as she saw Ross.
"Ok, Rachel, what the hell happened there? What was Monica talking about?" Ross demanded to know as he sat down beside her on the couch.
"I...I made a horrible mistake." Rachel whispered with her hands still covering her face.
"Yeah, but we already knew that. You slept with Chandler and..."
"No!" Rachel screamed. "Don't you get it?! I didn't sleep with Chandler!"
"So, it's true. You were lying." Ross stated calm. "Why would you do that! What possessed you to lie about something like that?"
"Monica saw me kissing Chandler and I didn't want to lose you all. So the lies just came out. And when I wanted to tell Monica the truth Chandler was already gone. And I thought if I'd tell the truth now it would only hurt Monica more. I just couldn't do it." Rachel choked out.
"I...Well, I don't know what to say to that. I don't...I can't even look at you right now." Ross stuttered.
"I didn't intend for all of this to happen." Rachel mumbled.
"And I really want to believe that. But I can't. I feel like I don't even know you anymore. I...I'm so mad." Ross paused. "I don't know what to do, with the baby coming in a couple of month and all. But I think right now it'd be best if you'd move out."
Rachel's head shot up at this. Shock and fear lining her eyes. "You don't mean that."
"But I do. What you did was...cruel. And that you did it to two of your best friends just makes it worse."
"I'm so, so sorry." Rachel sobbed.
"Well, to little to late. Do you even know how bad you hurt Monica? And Chandler? I don't even know where he is and I can't imagine how he must feel." Ross said now with rage building. "Did you just for one second think about what you'd do to him? God, we are all at fault. Why didn't we give him a chance to tell his side?" Ross said to himself.
"Oh god, I'm so sorry." Rachel said again.
Ross stood from the couch and looked at Rachel with disgust written on his face. "I have to work till 5pm tomorrow. I hope you are gone when I get back." With that he went into his bedroom and left a weeping Rachel behind.
TBC...
Please leave a review. Any *constructive* comments are welcome.
Someone said in a review that they were all OOC. I know that. Although I don't think they are any more OOC than in any other fanfiction story. And I'm not as good of a writer to make it better. Or else I would write for the actual show and would have a lot more money than I have now. Lol. I will do my best to bring the characters closer to the originals. But that is gonna be really hard since this is a drama fic and Friends is comedy.
I want to thank all of you who reviewed. This is for you.
DISCLAIMER: The characters are not mine.
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Where we left off:
"But that can't be right!" Monica said. "I now remember that weekend."
FLASHBACK to Friday afternoon five weeks ago
Monica was on the phone sitting at the kitchen table when Chandler entered the apartment. He walked over to her and gave her a quick kiss on the temple before he sat down on the chair next to her.
"Ok, I'll see you then." Monica said into the phone and then turned it of. "Hey, sweetie. How was your doctors appointment?"
Chandler grimaced. "It was alright. Who was that?" He pointed at the phone.
"Oh, that was my cousin Jane. She gave birth yesterday." Monica informed him.
"Is she the one who lives in Boston?"
"Yeah, that's her. She asked if we want to come up there this weekend. You know, to see the baby and spend some time together. We haven't seen each other for over a year. So, what do you say?" Monica smiled slyly at Chandler. "And we two could spend some alone-time away from our friends."
"I'd love that but I have this stupid meeting tomorrow. So I can't go. But you should go anyway. I think I can survive a weekend without my wife." Chandler said grinning. "And the doctor said we can't have 'alone-time' for at least three days. The rash has gotten pretty painful." Chandler grimaced as he shifted on the chair.
"Oh, my poor baby." Monica stroked his cheek to console him.
"Y'know, maybe it's for the best that you are not going to be here this weekend. That way my celibacy isn't so hard to endure. Plus, I could spend some time with Joey."
"You mean, you'll watch TV, eat Pizza and won't go outside the whole weekend." Monica asked with a smirk on her face.
"Exactly." Chandler beamed. "That's gonna be the best weekend EVER!"
"So weekends you spend with me are boring?" Monica tried to keep a serious face as she saw the panic on Chandlers face.
"What?! No! No, that's not what I meant. It's just, Joey and I...uh...y'know, we..." Chandler stammered.
"Honey, it's ok. I was just teasing." Monica stopped his rambling. "I know what you mean. And I hope you have a great weekend with Joey. Although I'm gonna miss you in Boston."
"Aww, I'll miss you too." Chandler leant over the table and gave Monica a sweet and slow kiss.
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Back To The Present...
Rachel felt fear creeping into her heart as she watched Monica. She just sat there deep in thought and hadn't said anything during the past minutes. Rachel couldn't take the silence any longer.
"What are you thinking about, Mon?" she wondered.
"Huh?" Monica was startled out of her reflection. "Oh, I just remembered the weekend you are talking about." Monica looked intently at Rachel. Monica now had a disturbing suspicion. "So, that was the weekend where you and Chandler slept together for the first time?"
"Yeah."
"Please tell me more. I need to know." Monica said to Rachel. She didn't want to jump to conclusions. But how was it possible that they slept together when Chandler had a rash. It wasn't the first time he had something like that. And she knew how painful they were for him. Maybe it had healed a little before they had sex together. Maybe they hadn't done anything before Sunday evening.
"Ok, it was Saturday morning and as I said, I came over here to borrow a..." Rachel trailed off as she saw the paleness of Monica's face. "What? What's the problem, Monica?"
Monica was stunned. She didn't know what to say. "No..." she whispered. She felt the room spin circles around her. And then it all went black...
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As Monica came to she found herself lying on her couch. She heard a low mumbling coming from the kitchen. Monica sat up and looked over to the kitchen table where she saw the rest of the gang. Joey saw her sitting up and rushed over to her and crouched down next to the sofa.
"Monica, are you all right?"
"I think so. What happened?" She felt very lightheaded. So she shook her head to clear it from the confusing fog.
"You were talking to Rachel when you suddenly passed out." Joey informed her gesturing towards Rachel who still stood in the kitchen. She didn't want to go near Monica. She didn't know why Monica had lost her consciousness back then. But she had a very bad feeling in her stomach.
Monica looked from Joey to Ross who was standing behind the couch. Her gaze went past Ross and focused on Rachel. She gasped as she remembered what she discovered before her black out. She jumped up from the couch.
"You...you were lying! All the time you were lying to me." she accused Rachel. "It's impossible that Chandler slept with you on the Saturday I went to Boston." Monica went over so she was standing right in front of Rachel.
"Uh...Well, Monica...please..." Rachel stammered only to be interrupted by Monica.
"Oh my god! How could you?! It's all your fault!" Monica screamed. "Oh god. And Chandler...God knows where he is." With that Monica sunk to the floor. "What have I done?" she whispered. Phoebe slid out of the chair she was sitting on and wrapped her arms around Monica.
"What are you talking about, Monica?" Phoebe asked. "What did Chandler do now?"
"Nothing!" Monica squealed pushing Phoebe away. "He did nothing! Not now and not then! Don't you understand? He told the truth and I didn't listen." Monica was now sobbing.
Rachel had lost all color in her face and was now leaning against the door. She didn't really know how Monica knew that she had lied. But she knew that Monica was sure about it. Rachel didn't know what to do now, so she opened the door and slipped out of the apartment.
Ross and Joey came from the living room and were now standing beside Monica and Phoebe.
"What do you mean, he told the truth. I thought Rachel..." Ross started, concern showing on his face.
"Right! Rachel..." Monica searched the room for Rachel but noticed that she wasn't there anymore. "She lied. From the beginning she fed me nothing but lies. But I caught her. And now...now my life is ruined. My marriage is ruined." Monica began crying again. "I drove my husband...my best friend away. For nothing. He hates me. I hate myself." Monica stood up and swayed a little on her shaking legs. But she pushed Ross' steadying hands away. Then she turned around and sneaked with hanging head back into her bedroom and locked the door.
Phoebe, Joey and Ross looked at each other. Not quite sure what to think or what happened there a minute before. Ross was the first to move. He took his jacket from the back of the couch and left.
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Ross made his way over to his and Rachel's apartment hoping she would be there. He had to talk to her. Right now. He opened his door and immediately saw a crying Rachel sitting on the couch. She looked up to check who entered the apartment and buried her face in her hands again as she saw Ross.
"Ok, Rachel, what the hell happened there? What was Monica talking about?" Ross demanded to know as he sat down beside her on the couch.
"I...I made a horrible mistake." Rachel whispered with her hands still covering her face.
"Yeah, but we already knew that. You slept with Chandler and..."
"No!" Rachel screamed. "Don't you get it?! I didn't sleep with Chandler!"
"So, it's true. You were lying." Ross stated calm. "Why would you do that! What possessed you to lie about something like that?"
"Monica saw me kissing Chandler and I didn't want to lose you all. So the lies just came out. And when I wanted to tell Monica the truth Chandler was already gone. And I thought if I'd tell the truth now it would only hurt Monica more. I just couldn't do it." Rachel choked out.
"I...Well, I don't know what to say to that. I don't...I can't even look at you right now." Ross stuttered.
"I didn't intend for all of this to happen." Rachel mumbled.
"And I really want to believe that. But I can't. I feel like I don't even know you anymore. I...I'm so mad." Ross paused. "I don't know what to do, with the baby coming in a couple of month and all. But I think right now it'd be best if you'd move out."
Rachel's head shot up at this. Shock and fear lining her eyes. "You don't mean that."
"But I do. What you did was...cruel. And that you did it to two of your best friends just makes it worse."
"I'm so, so sorry." Rachel sobbed.
"Well, to little to late. Do you even know how bad you hurt Monica? And Chandler? I don't even know where he is and I can't imagine how he must feel." Ross said now with rage building. "Did you just for one second think about what you'd do to him? God, we are all at fault. Why didn't we give him a chance to tell his side?" Ross said to himself.
"Oh god, I'm so sorry." Rachel said again.
Ross stood from the couch and looked at Rachel with disgust written on his face. "I have to work till 5pm tomorrow. I hope you are gone when I get back." With that he went into his bedroom and left a weeping Rachel behind.
TBC...
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