Carol Willick luxuriously stretched in her white night gown . Her breasts were exposed and cradled in delicate white lace. Her lips were the color of blood to match her nails. It was very appropriate for her to be attired in this as she was the woman who seduced him then tore his heart apart.
"Do you trust me?" she whispered. "But more importantly , do you trust yourself?" she said as she moved her lips close to his neck. She had him in her clutch as she pushed her rose colored lips to his.
"Carol!" he exclaimed. "I am engaged to be married."
"I know, but at one time, that was just enough to get you started. Remember the night of five times?" she purred.
"That was a long time ago, and before you became a lesbian."he yelled. "You are married and have Susan, you got your way."
"Just because I have Susan, doesn't mean I can't be with you. You are the first man I ever truly loved and I am the woman who took away your virginity. That has to mean something."
"It means that when you left me, you took away a part of me, The part that trusted women. It took me a long time and almost the woman I truly loved , to learn I could trust again. You were the one who made me the suspicious , jealous lunatic I became."
"So we were on a break was my fault? Oh no Ross, that was your own mistake. You could have gone home or to Monica's that night. You chose to be the man again, get drunk and prove your manhood by satisfying another woman. You single handedly broke Rachel's heart that night."
"It continued though, what about Emily What about her and Susan in London? "
"You were the one who couldn't be trusted. Did you forget Julie, whose heart was broken when you proclaimed your love for Rachel? Emily who loved you enough to marry you, then you pay her back by saying another woman's name at the altar, and Mona who you wanted to have a relationship with , while the woman you had worshipped was carrying your child, and Charlie , who had just broken up with your best friend."
"And my best friend was kissing the mother of my child."
"You are a goddamn hypocrite. You talk of trust and yet people still don't trust you. The most important thing in a relationship is trust. "
"You trusted me." Ross said meekly. "And I trusted you Carol. Then you hurt me, more than you will ever know."
"I wasn't being true to myself. I was trying to be what society wanted me to be, what you wanted me to be. I started out as an educated, free thinking woman and ended up playing wife and shadow to my more educated husband. You took away my identity and made me feel stupid next to you."
"We had such big dreams when we got together Carol. You and I were going to travel and you were going to study foreign literature and I was going to dig for fossils."
"Then reality set in. You have always had a tendency to be a romantic and that is your major flaw."
"I thought that is what you liked about me." He whined.
"You're romanticizing has always been a liability in all of your relationships, darling. You are marrying a girl who you have been in love with for almost thirty years. At one point, she didn't even know you existed. Are you in love with the fantasy of Rachel or are you in love with the real Rachel? You couldn't have Rachel, so you fantasized this beautiful relationship and marriage , and that is why you married Emily. You never loved her."
"I did too, she made me feel I could be spontaneous and daring. Things I once did with you." He argued.
Carol got up from the bed and stretched seductively again. Ross had since moved to the other side of the room. He couldn't understand why this woman was trying to seduce him , then began a fight. Her words were daggers she threw at him. Apparently she wasn't through hurting him yet, there was more to do.
"Carol , why are you doing this?" Ross said as he took one of the glasses and began to drink the liquid in the glass.
"I am trying to save Rachel what I went through. Rachel is not an ideal , but a person. She is a pure red blooded woman who makes mistakes and gets up in the morning looking like shit."
"Rachel looks so beautiful, even when she has no makeup on." He smiled when he said this.
"Don't you get it? She was not put on this earth just to be the woman of your dreams. She is a person. She earns money and wipes up your child's shit. She is no better than you or me."
"What am I supposed to learn from all this Carol?"
Carol walked over to him and cupped his chin. "You can worship her and love her for the rest of your lives. But don't make the mistake of trying to make her into what you want, let Rachel be her own person , let her make mistakes. It was that quality that came out of the real Rachel, that made you love her even more. She was the girl who gave up everything to make a life for herself. It's ironic almost ten years later, she gave up her own dreams to come back to you."
Carol kissed him softly. "Don't blow it this time, Ross." "I know what it takes to love a woman."
"Believe me, I know." He smiled.
Waking up , he looked over at Rachel. A smile drifted from her lips . Could her thoughts be of him or some evil torture she could use on him? Ross closed his eyes again and he saw a woman with a pith helmet and khaki. She was unclear again, until the sun illuminated her olive skin. Her teeth sparkled and she clutched a digging tool.
Her name was Julie….and her heart had been broken by Ross.