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Turn For The Worse

"Hey…" Joey said quietly as he walked into the girls' apartment the next morning and saw everyone sat there, minus Chandler. "Did Chandler stay here last night?"

"Yeah…" Monica started but was cut off.

"I couldn't get anywhere else, could I!" Chandler wheeled out of the bathroom.

"Hey, man…" Joey looked over at him. "How you feeling today?"

"What do you care…" Chandler muttered in reply, before going into Monica's room.

"Is he okay?" Ross asked, Monica.

"I don't think so…" She said sadly. "He was distant last night….He's beginning to push everyone away."

"We got to do something…" Joey stated.

"I thought you were going to L.A!" Rachel shot back, standing up and going into her own room.

Joey watched her go before looking back at the others. "You three understand, right?"

"No, Joe I don't think I do…" Ross shook his head. "But if its what you want then we can't stop you."

"It's not what I want!" Joey sighed loudly and sat down. "But I can't stay…I need to get away."

"Then take a vacation!" Phoebe suggested.

"That won't work…" He looked down. "I wish it would."

"Joey, are you absolutely sure this is the right thing to do?" Monica asked few minute of silence. He didn't say anything; he just nodded in reply. "Then you got to do what you got to do."

He looked at her shocked, thinking she be mad at him for leaving. "Thank you."

She nodded before getting up. "I'm going to check on Chandler."

When she walked into the bedroom, she saw him sat on the edge of the bed, shrugging to get back into the wheelchair.

"You want some help?" She asked softly after watching him for a few minutes.

"No, I got it…"

"You sure?" She frowned moving into the room fully.

"Yeah…" He said, still struggling. The chair tipped and fell to the floor, causing Chandler groan in frustration and flop backwards on the bed.

Monica slowly moved closer, setting the chair upright and then sitting next to him, placing her hand over his, as he covered his eyes.

"It's okay…" She soothed.

"How is it okay?" He asked quietly.

"I don't know…" She sighed. "But it will get better."

"I hate this…" He choked back his tears and looked at her. "I hate all of this."

"I know, so do I…"

"I wish I never went to that stupid game!"

Monica didn't reply; she just sat there, holding his hand, hoping she was some sort of comfort to him.

XxXxX

Half an hour later, they exited the bedroom together and everyone fell silent to look at him. Chandler adverted his eyes; he knew they were staring at him because of the way he had been acting since Joey had made his announcement. He wheeled himself down the makeshift ramp that Ross had placed on the single step that lead up to Monica's room, the bathroom and the window.

"Um, you want some coffee?" Rachel asked, attempting to break the silence.

"Yeah, sure…" He gave her a small smile before looking away again. "Thanks.."

"No problem." She returned the smile, glad that he wasn't pushing them all away again.

"Listen, Chandler…we need to talk…" Joey started.

"Are you still going?" Chandler asked.

"Yeah…" He gave a single nodded. "My flights in a couple of hours."

"Then there is nothing to talk about." Chandler replied, taking his coffee of Rachel before going to into the seating area.

"Chandler…" Monica sighed, knowing he would regret it if Joey left and they were arguing.

"What?" He spun the chair around to face them all again.

"Why can't you understand this?" Joey asked.

"Because it un-necessary just because something bad has happen, doesn't mean you should run off!" Chandler stated, raising his voice slightly.

"I'm not just running off!" Joey insisted. "But I can't sit here and see you like this!"

"Why not, everyone else seems to be coping with it fine!" He used his hand to gesture to the rest of the gang. "I'm doing fine with it!"

"It's different! I was there…I saw you lying there, blood pouring out of you."

"Funnily enough, I was there too…" Chandler quipped, causing Joey to groan in frustration at the comment.

"Look, why don't we just all calm down…" Ross suggested but neither of them heard him. He glanced at the girls, all of them watching the scene that was taking place in concern. He sighed and sat back down, while Rachel stood up and went to look out the window.

"If it was the other way around…if it was you who got shot…" Chandler looked at Joey. "What would you do? Would you let me run away?"

"It would be different!"

"How?!" Chandler demanded.

"Because you're you and I'm me!" Joey screamed, startling the other slightly.

"Oh that makes sense…" Phoebe mumbled sarcastically.

"So basically you're saying you're embarrassed it was me who saved your life…" Chandler looked down

"Yes!" Joey replied but saw the look on Chandler's face, already regretting it. "No, I meant no…"

"Because it was me…" Chandler repeated. "The one you all tease about being scared, about being weak…"

"Chandler, we don't…" Ross started but Chandler cut him off by holding up a hand.

"You would have rather been shot then be saved by me?!" Chandler looked up at him; tears lined his eyes.

"It's not like that…" Joey said quietly.

"Then what is it like?!" He demanded but Joey remained silent. Chandler closed his eyes, trying to get hold of his emotions before turning and wheeling over to the window, not bothering to glance at Rachel who was sat on the bench.

"I think it's best if I go…" Joey mumbled, watching Chandler but he didn't move or reply.

"You can't leave now!" Ross hissed, also glancing at Chandler before Joey again.

"I've got to…"

"Joey, he's your best friend!" Monica snapped at him but kept her voice low she Chandler did hear. "He needs you!"

"He's got you guys!"

Rachel sighed and turned to look at Chandler. She didn't know what to do, she knew Joey was going to regret leaving; she also knew that if he did it could ruin his friendship with Chandler.

"You alright?" She asked softly, frowning when he stay quiet. She noticed he was biting down on his bottom lip, so hard that a small trial of blood appeared. "Chandler? Are you okay? What is it?"

Monica quickly walked over when she heard the concerned in Rachel's voice and the others followed.

"I'm fine…" Chandler managed to say but a cry escaped his lips. The pain in his lower back started to get worse, it had start last night but it wasn't that bad, so ignored it. Now, it felt like he was being stabbed over and over again.

"Chandler?" Monica panicked, knelling on the floor next to his chair, taking his hand in hers. "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing…" He coughed into his free hand, when brought it away, there was blood covering it.

"Pheebs, call an ambulance…" Ross told her.

"I'm fine…"

"You're not!" Ross looked it him. "We need to get you to hospital.

Before he had chance to say anything in reply, cried out involuntary again.

"Chandler! I'm so sorry!" Joey stated; more guilt crept over him. "Please be okay…"

Chandler couldn't reply, the room began to spin and his ears started to ring loudly. He tried to focus on his friends but he was loosing the battle. He felt himself falling forwards, he went to reach out for Joey to support himself but hesitated and grabbed hold of Ross instead just as everything went back….

TBC

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