"He tried to what? Mon what happened?!" Chandler asked.

"He tried to take my clothes off," Monica sobbed.

"Did you- did you let him?" Chandler asked.

"No! I ran away to you. My parents probably wouldn't let me in. I was so scared Chandler..." Monica said, and Chandler wrapped his arms around her again. She leant her head on his shoulder and relaxed. Chandler rubbed her back supportily, and she lifted her head to look him in the eyes. He looked back at her and then he leaned in and kissed her softly. She kissed him back with a kiss that told him everything he wanted was right in front of him. He sat with her for a while, just with her head on his chest and they just talked. Monica announced she had to go home to get ready for school, kissed him and then she was gone. Chandler got ready himself and left for school.

School was boring, except lessons he was with Monica. He was in love, no doubt about it. After school, they walked hand in hand as far as they could together, before he kissed her and they split ways. He offered to walk her home but she told him a firm no, that it was too cold out, and sent him on his way. He walked along, not paying attention at all. He heard his name being called and turned to see Ryan. Oh, great.
"Hey, Chandler!" He shouted.

"What?" Chandler said, and Ryan jogged up.

"Did you hear about me and Monica?" Ryan said, grinning.

"I heard she rejected you, yeah." Chandler said.

"Bullshit! We slept together." Ryan said.

"No you didn't." Chandler said, feeling the anger appear.

"Yeah we did. She was great." Ryan laughed, and his friends laughed too. Chandler lunged at him and began to punch him repeatedly, taking all of his anger out on him. Ryan's friends pulled Chandler up and started punching him, and Ryan got up and pushed Chandler hard, onto his arm. Chandler was on the floor, and Ryan stomped on his head and walked off with his friends. Chandler had never felt so much pain. He wouldn't move his right arm at all, so he got his left arm and got his phone. He called Monica and tried not to cry as he waited for her to pick up.

*Hello?

Hi, Mon where are you?

Outside of school. Why?

I need you to leave.

Why?

Because I need you.

Where are you? What happened?

Ryan and I had a chat.

Where are you?

In my street.

I'm on my way.

Hurry, I'm kind of in horrific pain.

Okay.*

After he hung up, Chandler willed the pain in his arm to stop but it wouldn't. He tried not to cry, but he couldn't help crying a bit. He heard his name, and then he saw Monica running towards him.

"Chandler!" She said, and she ran over and kissed him, bumping his arm.

"Ow! Be careful, my arm." He winced.

"Okay, I'll call someone. My mom or dad won't care. Who do I call?" Monica said.

"Call my mom," Chandler said, kicking his phone over. Monica picked it up and dialled Chandler's mom, and she looked nervous.

"Hi, Ms Bing? I'm Chandler's friend. I'm with him now, we're in trouble." She paused and waited for Chandler's mom to reply. Then she gave her directions. "She's on her way." Monica said.

Ten minuets later, Chandler's mom appeared. She pulled Chandler up and got him in the car. Then she held her hand out for Monica.

"I presume your coming. Unless you don't care about your boyfriend." She said, with a smile on her face.

"Mom!" Chandler shouted from the car.

"You told her?!" Monica asked Chandler.

"No. You did." Nora said.

"When?" Monica asked, confused.

"Just now. Come on, in you get." She helped Monica into the car, and Monica held Chandler's hand lightly.