Monica stared at the letter in front of her. What the hell? There was a knock at the door. Monica got up and looked through the peephole to find Chandler standing on the other side of the door. She threw the door open furiously and slapped him. "What the hell!" She screamed.
"Ow.." He said putting a hand to his cheek. "Monica.."
"Don't Monica me!" She ran over to the envelope and letter and threw it at him. "What is this!"
"I know you're mad but..."
"No, Chandler. Mad is not the word for it. I don't even know what the word is but it definitely is NOT mad! You haven't taken care of those kids in 2 years Chandler! What the hell makes you want to have full custody of them? How could you do that to me?"
"Monica, I'm sorry I haven't been around to help with the kids. I'm really sorry. But you know I love them. Monica just finish reading the letter. ." He handed Monica the letter. "Read all of it before you start hitting me."
"If I get help you will drop this case?" Monica glared at Chandler and threw the paper at him again. "You said you weren't going to make me do it."
"I'm not making you. It's your choice. Monica these aren't legal yet. I have to call my lawyer and make the decision. I know that you love those 2 kids more than anything and, you would do anything for them. I want you to get help Monica because I love you. Those kids love you so much. You need to get help Monica please."
"No. Chandler I don't need it. When I need help I'll get it. But I don't need it."
"Really? Because the Monica I saw last night did need help. She needed a lot of help."
Monica sat down and started biting her nail. "Who says you will even win this case?"
"I know I will."
"You're using our children to make me get help?"
"Because I know that's the only way to make you do it."
"I've been taking care of them their whole lives Chandler.."
"I take care of them too Monica. I might not be around all day but I take care of them."
"This is the worst thing you've ever done to me Chandler. The worst. "
"I know.. But I just want you to get help." Chandler put his arm around her waist.
"Screw you." Monica said pushing him away.
"I love you."
"I'm sure you do." Monica glared at him.
"I do."
"I have to go get dinner started." Monica walked to the kitchen.
"I have to get back to my lawyer tomorrow morning to finalize my decision. So are you going to or not?" Chandler said following her.
"Of all the things you've done to hurt me Chandler this is by far the worst!"
"I know, but this is because I care."
"If you cared about me you wouldn't be doing this to me."
Chandler sighed.
"Go home. "
"Ok.. I'll drop the kids..."
"Rachel will."
"Monica please.."
"No. Rachel will drop them off."
"Monica it's my only day off."
"Bye Chandler."
"Hey Mon!" Rachel yelled as she walked into Monica's house.
"MOMMY! WE'RE HOME!" Erica screamed.
"Erica you're going to be in trouble!" Jack said with a smile.
"What are you talking about stupid?"
"Erica don't call your brother that." Rachel said as she helped Erica pull off her navy blue, school blazer.
"Erica made a mess." Jack set his backpack on the floor.
Rachel looked around and found a crumpled piece of paper on the floor. "Your mom is not going to care about that little ball of paper." Rachel shook her head and hung up Jack's jacket.
"Hey." Monica said with a big smile as she came into the room.
"Mommy! Look at Erica's mess!" Jack screamed and pointed to the paper.
"It's not mine!" She screamed.
"Yes it is! It's not mine and mommy doesn't make a mess like that. You do!"
"Shut up Jack!"
Monica walked over to the ball of paper and picked it up. "It's ok. It was mine." She smiled and set the ball on the coffee table. She saw the twins face scrunch up and smiled. "Why don't you two go wash up dinner will be ready soon."
"Ok." They said a little confused. "What happened to mommy?" Erica asked as they walked up the stairs.
"I don't know but I think an alien kidnapped her."
"Why would mommy make a mess?" Monica heard Erica say and smiled.
"Mon look at this." Rachel picked up a big Photo album she had set on the floor. "I was looking for some pictures for Emma's project and I thought it'd be reallyfun to look at these. I mean we haven't looked at pictures in so long." Rachel smiled and sat down on the couch.
"I love pictures." Monica smiled as Rachel opened up the album.
"Remember this?" Rachel asked pointing to a picture of her, Phoebe, and Monica.
"Yep. It was our girls night out. Phoebe just had the baby."
"Yea. You were so hot that night." Rachel laughed. "All the guys were so sad to learn that you were married." She smiled. "Do you still have that dress?"
Monica smiled. "Chandler actually bought that dress for me. That's why it's so low cut. I think that dress is still somewhere in my closet."
"So what did you and Chandler talk about? Does he want to get back together with you?" Rachel said with a hopeful smile.
Monica rolled her eyes. "No. He just wanted to talk." Monica shrugged. "Do you need me to take you home?"
"No." Rachel shook her head. "Ross should be here. He was supposed to be driving right behind me with Emma, and Deacon." Deacon was Rachel's 2 year old son. Rachel handed Monica her keys. "Maybe it's time for you to take that dress out."
"What are you talking about?"
"Monica you and Chandler have been divorced for like 3 years."
"I'm not going to discuss this Rach."
"Come on Monica!"
"Hey guys." Ross smiled coming in holding a blonde haired little boy.
"Hey Ross." Monica smiled. "Is Deacon sleeping?"
"Yea. He got tired."
"Ross where's Emma?" Rachel asked noticing that their only daughter was missing.
"Umm... outside."
"Why?" Rachel asked as she walked out the door and found Emma happily licking an ice cream cone. "ROSS!"
"What?"
"She hasn't even eaten dinner yet."
"I know but she was hungry."
Rachel glared at Ross. "She got chocolate all over her new coat. We'll see you tomorrow Mon."
"Bye." Monica smiled and closed the door.
Monica yawned as she looked through her closet. She was so tired. Getting the kids to bed was not too fun. She wasn't too sure why she was looking through her closet since her pajamas were in her dresser. She walked over to a red dress and pulled it out. It was the dress that she was talking to Rachel about earlier. Chandler had gotten her the dress for some occasion she didn't even remember. It was a deep red halter and very low cut in front and back, it went up to about her knees. She decided to try it on. She slipped her clothes off and pulled on the red dress. She walked over to her full length mirror and looked at herself. She looked awful. The dress didn't fit at all. Her breasts weren't there, her ribs were sticking out, her arms disgustingly thin. She turned around and looked at her back. She could see all the bones in her back and she had absolutely no butt. Her legs were incredibly small. She looked nothing like she did before. She used to look sexy in the dress. She even thought so because she felt sexy. But now it just looked all wrong. She had never seen her body look that disgusting even when she was a large teenager. She hadn't looked at herself in the mirror for years. Only her face but it was the same old face. She wasn't aware of the tears that were dripping down her cheeks until she saw a tear fall onto the dress. She couldn't stop staring ate the disgusting image in front of her. More tears began to fall. She continued to stare at herself in the mirror a little while longer. She heard her cell phone ring and ran to grab it. "Hello." She said in a quiet voice.
"Mon? What are you doing up? It's 2 in the morning."
"What?" She looked over at the clock and in bright red numbers read 2:16. "Why are you calling me then?" She sniffed.
"I wanted to leave you a message. Are you crying?" She didn't answer him. There was no noise at all on the other end of the line."Mon, what's going on?"
"Please come over... " She cried. "Please." She whispered.
"I'm on my way."
Thanks for the reviews! I hope you liked this chapter.I'm so sorry it took so long to update this. I really wanted to update but I've been really busy. Please review.