I pull my suitcase towards Chandler's office and sigh. He hasn't been talking to be at all since the whole New York thing. That night was absolutely horrible. It was supposed to be a romantic night, but he ended up leaving in the middle of our very quiet dinner. He grabbed his stuff from his office and left. He came home around 3 in the morning and slept on the couch. I stand in the doorway of Chandler's office and watch him work. "Hey." I say after a while. "I'm leaving."
"Ok." He says looking up at me and nods. "Have a safe flight." He gives me a small forced smile.
"Thanks." I give him the same smile. "I'm sorry." He doesn't say anything. I walk over to him and plant a kiss on his cheek. "I love you." I haven't kissed him in a very long time, and I haven't said those words in a long time.
"Ok. I'll see you when you get back."
"Chandler you mean everything to me. But I have to go home. I have to see everybody. I miss them."
"So do I Monica."
"Why can't you just take a break and come with me? You have vacation time. Take it. You've been working so hard I feel like I never see you anymore."
"Monica I can't. I have to go to this meeting. Everyone does. If I don't go to this damn meeting then I'm fired. I have been working my ass off to get us out. Why don't you get that?"
"I do get it! I understand! Ever since we moved you have been pushing me away."
"I have not been pushing you away."
"Yes you have! You're always mad at me."
"I am not always mad at you."
"Yes you are. I'm scared to talk to you. You've been getting mad easily."
"I thought you were leaving."
"We don't even talk. You haven't even complimented my Christmas decorations!"
"They're beautiful ok. How's that?"
"You don't mean that."
"You're right." He says throwing his pen down and facing me. "I don't mean it because I don't care about the stupid Christmas decorations! I'm sorry that I don't stare at your stupid decorations and admire them. I really don't care. I don't think I ever cared. I just pretended to care because I loved you. "
I feel like crying, but I won't. I can't. I just nod. He said because I loved you. Does that mean he doesn't love me anymore? "Ok, have a safe flight to California." I walk over to my suitcase and grab a wrapped box and hand it to him. "Merry Christmas." I bought him a watch. A gorgeous watch. It took a while to get but I got it. Rachel helped ship it over from New York. There were lots of emails and pictures. But I found the perfect one. "I'll see you later." I say and lean in to kiss him on the cheek but he purposely moves his face to meet my lips. We share a passionate kiss and he pulls me onto his lap.
"I'm sorry." He whispers and touches my cheek. "I know I've been a jerk, I've been stressed and I've been taking it out on you and I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I really do love your decorations."
I stare at him for a while. I miss him. A smile creeps onto my face and he smiles back. "I'm sorry I'm not going to California with you." I say wrapping my arms around him.
"No, don't be. I'm sorry I won't be able to be there with you. We'll make things work... I promise."
"I hope so." I whisper as I lay may head on his chest.
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I cannot believe I'm finally home. I'm in New York. I reach into my purse and look for my phone. I have to call Rachel because I've been everywhere and I can't seem to find any of my friends. I'm standing outside of Rachel's apartment right now. I really wanted to surprise everyone. Nobody knew I was coming. "Hello?"
"Hey Rach."
"Hey Mon! What's up?"
"Where are you?"
"Oh I'm sorry Monica is it really noisy? We're in the Bahamas at the beach right now."
"The Bahamas?"
"Yea didn't we tell you we were going to the Bahamas for the holidays?"
"No." I say with a little laugh. "Actually you didn't."
"Sorry. We just thought since you and Chandler were going to be in Tulsa we'd come here and spend the holidays another way. It wouldn't have been the same without you and Chandler anyway. I mean it's not really Christmas without your perfect tree and your wonderful food and cookies and Chandler's stupid reindeer jokes."
"Oh.."
"Yea. Sorry we forgot to tell you. I'll call you later ok Mon? I have to feed Emma."
"Ok. Tell everybody I said hi and I miss them."
"Alright. Bye sweetie tell Chandler we say the same."
"Bye." I sigh and throw my phone into my purse. Why do things like this always happen to me? And why didn't they invite us on this trip? We always go on trips together! And how do you just forget to tell people about big trips like that! What am I going to do? I look at my watch. I could probably make it to California with Chandler. I quickly leave the building and head for the airport. I should've just gone to California with Chandler. I'm a terrible wife. I mean who leaves their husbands on Christmas for their friends and family? Chandler is my family and friend. He's also my husband. He should be mad at me. The airport is packed with tons and tons of people. I'm not too big on airports. I stand in a very long line and wait. After a very long time I finally get to the front.
"Hi how can I help you?" A woman with a huge smile asks.
"Yes I'd like a ticket to Tulsa, Oklahoma please."
"Alright." The lady types away and does some stuff on her computer and I pay for my ticket. "It will be a few hours. You're lucky the tickets are almost sold out. We have one more left." That's weird because I never really thought of Tulsa as a very big Christmas/holiday place.
The airport is extremely crowded. I look around the airport and see lots of different people. I feel a tap on my shoulder and I turn around to find an extremely attractive man standing behind me. "Yes?" He has brown hair and blue eyes. He has that sort of bad boy look to him that is always sexy in a man.
"You dropped this." He said handing me my white sweater.
"Oh thanks." I smile taking my sweater.
"No problem." He smiles back. "So where are you headed?"
"Tulsa."
"You're kidding." He laughed. "So am I." He said showing me his ticket. "I actually got the last ticket."
"Oh really." I smile.
"Where are you sitting?"
"Umm.." I take my ticket out and look for the seat number. "F2"
"F1." He smiled. "We can be airplane buddies. You want to go get some coffee? The plane doesn't leave for a while, and I'd like to get to know my airplane buddy"
"Sure." I smile. This guy is really nice. I follow him to a little coffee shop.
"You like coffee right?" He asked opening the door for me.
"I love it." I smile and walk in.
"So what do you want?"
"I'll take a latte."
"Ok." He says as we get into the semi long line.
"I don't think I got your name.."
"Alex. You?"
"Monica." We are getting closer to the front of the line.
"That's a beautiful name." He says in a sort of low voice that makes me smile. We are now at the front of the line. "I'll have a latte for the beautiful lady and I'll take a black coffee." He pays for the coffee and we walk over to an empty table. The cutest thing is that he actually pulls out my chair for me. How sweet is that? I mean Chandler doesn't even do that. "Thank you." I smile and sit down.
"So where are you from?"
"New York, but since my husband got transferred to Tulsa I've been living there for a few months."
"You're married?"
I nod and show him my ring. Did I not tell him I was married? I must have. And even if I didn't it's obvious I mean I'm wearing a wedding ring.
"That's great. He's not here is he? I mean it would be bad if we left him out there."
"Oh no." I shake my head. "He's at home getting ready to go to California. I'm kind of hoping I'll get there before he leaves. Where are you from?"
"I lived in Boston til high school and then my parents moved me to New York."
"Why are you going to Tulsa then?"
He took a sip of coffee."Family." There's a pause and he sips his coffee again. "My aunt just moved there so I thought I'd visit her."
"That's sweet." I smile and drink my latte. "I really have to go to the bathroom."
"Go ahead... I'll be here." He smiles.
I smile and walk to the bathroom. I use the bathroom and walk back out to the table. Alex is reaching into his jacket pocket. "I'm back." I say sitting down.
"Welcome back." He says taking his hand out of his pocket giving me a big smile. His teeth are incredibly white and his smile is just amazing.
"So what do you do for a living?" I ask drinking my latte.
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