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Chapter 4

Joey knocked on the door of Ross' apartment and waited for him answer.

"Hey man, what's up?" Ross asked, letting Joey inside.

"I need your help dude, it's Chandler" Joey replied.

Ross' face fell "Oh?"

"He's getting really depressed over this Monica thing. He threw his room apart a moment ago" Joey explain, clearly worried.

"Oh, well I'm sure it's nothing, he just needs a bit of time" Ross said, shrugging it off.

"Well I figured you could talk to him, you know? I mean you've been through it right? He might listen to you" Joey suggested, following Ross into the kitchen.

"Sorry man I pretty busy, got a lot of work to do for a new project we're starting at the museum" Ross said, trying to change the subject. Joey frowned.

"He's your best friend, what you can't even make a bit of time to talk to him?" Joey asked in confusion.

"I told you I'm very busy at the moment. I might catch up with him later" Ross replied as he made himself a coffee.

"Is there something going on with you Ross?" Joey asked, suspiciously.

"No there's nothing 'going on', now if you'll excuse me I have to get back to work" Ross replied, walking Joey to the door.

Something was defiantly not right here Joey thought as he walked back down the hallway.

Chandler laid on the bed staring up at the ceiling. This was insane, he couldn't stop thinking about her, everything reminded him of her. He should hate her for this but he couldn't, he loved her too much. Tears burned in his eyes, not again he thought. He was sick of crying, sick of feeling like this, like he was dead but still breathing. He smirked at how stupid that sound. There was a light knock at his bedroom door before it opened and Rachel poked her head in.

"Hey sweetie, how are you?" She asked, trying to sound happy.

Chandler gave a small grunt in reply. Rachel flicked the light on, causing the once dark, dull room to light up. Chandler moaned and crossed his arms across his face.

"I tried a new lasagna recipe today, I brought some over for you to try" She said excitedly.

"I'm not hungry" Chandler replied, rolling and his side to face her.

It was two in the afternoon and he was still wearing his blue t-shirt and white shorts he slept in. Rachel looked at him and sighed.

"Chan, you've hardly eaten anything for the past two days and don't try to deny it cause Joey told me. You have to eat more or you will get sick" Rachel told him sternly.

"I'll eat later I promise" Chandler said in his best convincing voice. Rachel gave him a small smile and sat down on the bed.

"Come here" She said as she opened her arms to him. Chandler sat up and leaned into her embrace.

He rested his head on her shoulder and closed his eyes. He enjoyed the feeling of someone holding him again yet the feeling also made him sad.

"I worry about you" Rachel told him gently. She rubbed his back soothingly, noticing how he seemed to relax.

"You don't have to" Chandler muttered into her shoulder.

"I can't help it, just like you can't help being sad" She said, pulling him back.

Chandler looked away, he wasn't quite sure why. Out of all the girls Rachel was probably the easiest to talk to about anything. Rachel put a hand on his cheek and turned it so he was looking at her.

"It's gonna be ok" She told him softly. Chandler nodded and hugged her again.

Monica laid awake in Richards bed while the man next to her slept silently. She was a horrible person. No matter how many times Richard convinced her otherwise, she always came back to that same conclusion. She wanted a family so bad that she was prepared to loose her best friends over it. She turned her back towards Richard as tears filled her eyes.

This all felt like a dream, nothing felt real anymore. It would go away though. She would have the family of her dreams and this worthless feeling would just disappear. Wouldn't it? Monica quickly shook her head and scowled herself at the thought. Of course it would, Richard was her future now.

But what if it's a big mistake? Monica groaned in frustration and jumped out of bed. She went into the kitchen and poured herself a glass of water. So many thoughts were in her head, she was so exhausted from it. Richard was all she had now, her friends were still there but she knew deep down that they all hated her for what she done.

Joey wouldn't even look at her anymore, Phoebe she hadn't heard from in days, even Ross was acting uncomfortable around her. Rachel tried so hard to be a supportive friend for Monica but she knew that inside, Rachel thought she was a selfish bitch.

"That's what I' am" Monica thought sadly.

She loved Richard and she knew that he was her chance to have a happy future but still, she couldn't help but regret what she had done.

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