I really love the idea for this story no matter what anyone else may say about it. This will be Chapter 3. Oh, and I do not own friends, wish I did though. Thanks to the guest reviewer for clearing things up. And also thanks to the other reviewers. But truthfully, I have no idea where this story is going, but I hope you continue to review! Oh, and if you have any ideas for this story, or any other that I have written, please PM or comment an idea or something.
Rachel woke up with Ross beside her. She smiled, the pulled the covers closer around her body. She walked slowly towards the closet, getting out some nice clothes, then went to take a shower.
After her shower, she pulled herself a cup of coffee, then sat down at the table to drink it. She had just finished it when she saw Ross coming out of the bedroom. She smiled at him. "Hey."
"Hi." He greeted, then went to pour him some coffee. "I have a class to teach in an hour, so you going to be okay?" He asked, reaching over and giving her a quick kiss on the lips.
She had kissed back. "Yah, I'll be fine. I will just go hang out with Mon in a bit." She said, then poured another cup of coffee, and started drinking it.
After Ross left, she immediately went to spend time with Monica and Phoebe, while Chandler and Joey did guy stuff she guessed. She was sitting on the couch, flipping through a magazine.
Monica was cooking something, like she almost always was. She stirred whatever was in the pan.
Phoebe glanced over at Monica. "Mon, what's up? Your stirring that pan like your mad at it," she noted. "Did something happen? Want to talk about it?"
Monica glanced over towards them. "I don't know," she confessed, then walked over to sit on the couch with them. "It just seems that Chandler has been kind of distancing himself from me, you know?" She sighed, then glanced at her hands.
Rachel sighed, nodding absentmindedly. "I'm sure it's nothing," she said.
Phoebe nodded in agreement. "He loves you, Mon, just remember that," she said, exchanging a glance with Rachel.
Monica nodded. "You guys are right." She smiled, then went back to the pot on the stove.
Rachel bit her bottom lip nervously. "Thanks, Pheebs. For not saying anything," she whispered softly. She glanced over at Monica who was still stirring whatever was in the pot.
After eating the soup that Monica had made, Rachel decided to go back to her and Ross's apartment to wait. When she walked in, Ross was already home and sitting on the couch. She walked over to sit with him. "Hey there. Finished teaching?" She asked.
Ross nodded. "Yah," he kissed her. "I thought about finding the guys and hanging out with them."
Rachel nodded. "That would be good," she smiled. She watched him stand up and walk out the door, then she sighed. What if Ross and Monica found out what happened? She shook her head. What was she worried about? Her and Ross weren't together at the time. But how would Monica feel knowing what Chandler did? They were still together at the time, just had an argument. She took a deep shaky breath, then stood up and paced around the apartment. She didn't want him to get in trouble. Maybe, just maybe, the truth would not come out.
It had been a few days later. Rachel was over at Monica's with the gang. They were sitting in the living room telling jokes and laughing. She loved these moments together.
It just seems that Chandler has been kind of distancing himself from me.. Monica's words flashed through her mind from a few days ago. She glanced over at Chandler, who was sitting by himself glancing out the window. Monica was talking to Ross, while Phoebe laughed at something that Joey said. She sighed, then slowly stood up and walked over to him. "Why aren't you over there with Mon?"
Chandler glanced at her, then back out the window. "I don't know," he answered after a moment of silence. "Its just.. I can't keep lying to her.." he whispered so no one else would hear their conversation.
She sighed. "I know. But if you told her, would she be able to forgive you?" She asked.
He shrug. "You think I haven't thought of that? But what else can I do?"
She fell silent not knowing what else to say to that. "Right. What else can you do? But know what? She is surely going to know that something is wrong if you don't keep distancing yourself from her." She stood up, then walked back to where the others were.
Author's Note: I'm sorry its so short, but believe me, this chapter needed to be here, though I'm not sure why yet. The truth is coming up, promise. Oh, and next chapter is from Chandler's POV. Anyways, review, follow, favorite, or do all three if you haven't yet. Toodles!
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