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The Bloody Chamber- Two

Monica waited until Pete had left for work before heading over to Chandler's. She hadn't told her husband about him yet because she wasn't sure how he would react and she really liked Chandler and didn't want anything to stop them from being friends. She liked Joey to, but he was nearly always out at an audition or on a date so he wasn't around much except in the morning when Monica would arrive and make them breakfast. Chandler had tried to stop her from doing it but she insisted, telling him that she loved to cook and enough cleaned occasionally. They had only meet 2 months ago but it was the best 2 months her life. Which worried her a bit because she had more fun in one afternoon with Chandler then she had in her whole marriage with Pete but she choose to ignore it.

She glanced around the hall quickly before exiting the house, checking she wasn't being watched by one of the many people Pete had working for them. She didn't let any of them; they never spoke to her and always looked at her as if she didn't belong there.

However, as long as none of them saw her leave, they would just assume she was off somewhere in the house and gave her some space so none of it got back to Pete. She checked she wasn't being watched again before she let herself into Chandler's house.

"Hey, only me…" She called out as she walked towards the kitchen. She stopped dead in door when she saw Chandler sat at the table with a woman.

"Hey…" He grinned at her.

"Oh, sorry, I didn't know you had company…" She replied, trying to hide the jealousy in her voice.

"No, it's okay…" The women stood up, sensing the tension even though Chandler was oblivious to it. "I'm just leaving, it was nice to meet you Chandler…"

"Yeah, you too…" He replied, flashing her a smile before she left.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt…" Monica said quietly once they heard the door close.

"You never…" He shrugged, standing up to re-fill his coffee cup. "You want one?"

"Uh, yeah…sure…" She nodded, looking down at the floor.

"Mon, is everything okay?"

"Yeah, it's fine…" She forced herself to look up at him. "Why wouldn't it be?"

"I don't know…" He frowned slightly. "You would tell me, wouldn't you?"

"Of course…you're my best friend…"

A smile slowly spread across his face. "You're my best friend too…"

"What about Joey?" She questioned, moving to get some stuff out of the fridge so she could start breakfast.

"Well, yeah he's my best friend too…" He explained. "Its different…"

"Oh, okay…"

"You sure you're okay?"

"It's fine…" She told him, refusing to look up from her task. "So, that women seemed nice…"

"Yeah, I guess she was…"

"What's her name?"

"Cassie…"

"Oh, that's pretty…" She mumbled, tears welled in her eyes. "What does she do?"

"Mon, what's wrong?" He asked concerned.

"Nothing's wrong…"

"You're crying…" He said gently, turning her to face him. "Did I do something?"

"No, Chandler it's not you…"

"Pete? Has he hurt you…"

"No…no it's nothing like that!"

"Then what is it?"

"I'm….I'm jealous…" She admitted, finally letting the tears fell from her eyes.

"Jealous?" He repeated, wrapping his arms around her. "Of what?"

"Of her!" She cried, burying her head in his chest.

"Who's her?

"Cassie!"

"Cassie!" He pulled back slightly, to look at her. "You just meet her."

"Yeah but you and her are…" She started but he cut her off.

"She was Joey's date last night…" He told her. "He had to leave early for an audition."

"Joey…" She sighed in relief. "Man, do I feel stupid now…I'm sorry…"

He nodded replied and let her turn back to continue cooking. "Mon?"

"Yeah?"

"Why were you jealous when you thought she was here with me?"

"I uh…I…" She shrugged to think of a believable excuse. "I didn't want to lose you…"

"What do you mean, lose me?"

"Well, if you had a girlfriend and all you wouldn't want to hang out with me…"

"What? Of course I would, Mon…" He assured her. "You're my best friend!"

"Yeah…sorry…" She looked down at the floor.

"Oh, don't worry about…" He laughed slightly and held his arms out for her. "Come here…"

She smiled and moved into his arms, resting her head on his chest for a moment before looking up at him. She didn't know what made her do it but she slowly leaned in and kissed him softly. The kiss last less then a minute, she pulled back and looked into his eyes, silently trying to read his thoughts. She moved even closer and kissed him again, her heart soaring when she felt him respond but shortly after it started, he finished it.

"Mon, what are we doing?" He whispered, his arms still wrapped around her. "You're married…"

"I don't care…" She said, quietly kissing him again.

He allowed himself to kiss back, getting caught up in the moment. He had like ever since he set eyes on her. When he had walked over to her house to introduced him-self, he had no intension of doing so before he had seen her sat alone. He was gutted when she mentioned her husband but he couldn't stop himself from wanting to get to know her, falling for her more and more every second. They had spent so much time together in the last few months. Pete refused to let her work and Chandler had decided to give up on his job as a date processor to work on his dream of becoming a writer but hanging out with Monica all the time sort of distracted him…. He didn't care though. His Grandmother had left the house to him, after she had died along with some money because he was her only Grandchild, so he had enough money to last him for a while without work.

He forced himself to break the kiss again. "What about Pete?"

"I don't care…" She went to kiss him.

"Is there anything you do care about?" He asked, stopping her.

"I know I care about you…" She whispered.

"Mon, this isn't right…" He sighed, after a few tempting minutes. "You're married."

"Why do you have to be such a nice guy!" She moved away from him.

"What?"

"Any other would be leading me upstairs right now!"

"Is that what you want?" He questioned. "Something meaningless?"

"What? No!" She protested. "Is that what you think of me?"

"Of course not!" He told her. "But Mon, I knew marriage wasn't what you expected but I thought you loved Pete."

"So did I…" She mumbled, looking at her hands and sitting down.

"Did?" He repeated. "You don't love him anymore?"

"I don't think I ever did…" She admitted. "I think I wanted to but…."

"But you can't choose who you love…" He finished off.

"That's the thing, I don't even want to love him anymore…" She told him.

"Mon, when did you realise all this?" He queried, sitting next to her.

"The day we meet…when you were talking about love and listening to the rain…" She said. "The day in realised I was in love with someone else…"

He was silent for a moment, not sure how to respond. He saw her bow her head as tears fell from her eyes. He gently placed his finger under her chin, lifting it so she was looking at him.

He slowed edged forwards, staring into her eyes, as their lips were millimetres apart. She let her eyes fall close when his lips met hers. His hand left her chin and moved into her hair, pulling her closer to him.

She broke the kiss and stood up, causing him to look at her questionable but she silently took his hand and led him upstairs…

TBC

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