xx Authors Note xx
This will be one of the last chapters. Review xox
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The cemetery that day was very quiet, and the day was sunny and warm. As Chandler and Phoebe walked past the hundred's of grave stones, Phoebe watched Chandler out of the corner of her eye. There was something in his eyes, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. Fear, perhaps? But fear of what?
The two of them came to an abrupt halt at Monica's grave. Chandler stood rooted to the spot, swaying ever so slightly, his eyes fixed on it. Then he fell to his knees, gazing at it lovingly, and began to plant the roses in the soil. Phoebe watched him, feeling slightly concerned.
When Chandler had finished, he stared at the gravestone for a long while, before turning to Phoebe. "She loved red roses, you know. " He said quietly, looking back at the grave.
Phoebe stared, "Really?"
"Yeah."
Phoebe smiled, "Well, I think It's really sweet that you bought the most extra-expensive red rose's for her," She said, nodding. Chandler grinned.
"Well, she only deserve's the best." He said, nodding with her, "Anyway, what else is there to spend money on? Nothing's more important to me anymore."
"Yeah ..." Phoebe began to walk towards Mike's grave. She smiled. She hadn't brought him any flowers, as she had known Mike wouldn't like that sort of thing. She had only brought herself, and wondered if that would please him. Bending down, Phoebe began to pray, in her head.
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Mike,
Hey ... how're you doing up there? I hope he's treating you right. I really want to be there with you, Mike, but ... Oh, let's can the sweet talk. Mike, I miss you so, so much. I want to be with you forever, but I guess I can't, which is a pity, because well, okay, this is sounding stupid but ... but but but! I don't really know what to say ... but anyway, just listen to me.
I love you, more then words could ever describe. So, just tell me you're okay. You can tell me in my dreams, or anything! Just, give me a sign, contact me, I love you ...
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"Pheebs?"
"Huh?"
Phoebe turned around. Chandler was standing over her, looking as perplexed as she felt.
"You've been sitting infront of Mike's grave for a half hour now. Maybe it's time we left?" He proposed.
"Um, um, maybe we should stay here a while." Phoebe answered.
Chandler raised an eyebrow, "What? But we've been here for over an hour now!"
"I thought you would have liked to see your wife!" Phoebe snapped, turning her back on him. She instantly regretted it and turned around, but Chandler wasn't there. She spotted him running away down the path, nearing the exit.
"Chandler!" Phoebe yelled after him, "I didn't mean it, Chandler! Chandler!"
But Chandler was already long gone. Feeling increasingly worried, Phoebe hurried off after him, hoping for the love of god that he hadn't decided to turn to the blade yet again because of what she'd done to him.