Sorry about the editing mistakes in the last chapter. Hope youll enjoy this.
Waiting for takeoff Rachel began to think back to the last time she was on a plane.
"Please Don't Go"…and "I am so in love with you", those two little statements nearly drove her mad. To this day she couldn't grasp just why she felt the need to go. Ultimately she had rationalized herself to the idea that the reason she wanted to stay was the same as her wanting to leave.
Ross.
At that time Rachel felt as is maybe she could start over, that if she left the country she could finally get over him.
She could never get over him and this fact proved to haunt her time and time again. It would have been easier had they not spent that last night together.
Things were so much different now. Life was changing, and Rachel wasn't ready for it.
As they were nearing the end of the flight, Rachel was experiencing the 'new romance feeling' again…butterflies, fears…everything. She was worried about starting her life over again.
It began to feel like things were always changing for her. How many times could she possibly go through this. Packing up, and starting over.
She thought back to when she was a kid, that snobby popular cheerleader, who was best friends with the chunky nobody. Then to Barry…the first time she started her life over, she left everything she knew to start a life with him, and even abandoned her friends. Hell, her best friend didn't even know she was getting married. This brings us to time number two, when she ran away, starting her life over in New York City. This brought about Ten Wonderful Years, and the best times of her life, with the best friends she could ever dream about. Those ten years brought about love, heartache, marriages, and babies. The six had grown up together, and just as it seemed everyone was starting the second phase of their lives…Rachel left again, moving to Paris.
Finally, she was starting over yet again, and hopefully for the last time.
She was aware that things wouldn't be like they were before however, she realized that she could not live that life again, not after she was a coward and shut everyone she had ever loved out of her life four months ago.
She hoped to god she would not run into anyone…not for a long time.
Monica gave her husband a kiss goodbye as he was about to board his plane to Georgia.
"I love you sweetie, call me when you get there" She ordered.
Chandler smiled " That's my little drill sergeant"
Monica hit him playfully on the shoulder, as Chandler gave her one last hug before boarding.
Monica walked over to the window to watch her husbands plane leave…Chandler was going on a business trip for a week, and Monica would greatly miss him…especially his help dealing with the twins, thankfully Judy and Jack had agreed to taking the children for two days so Monica could get some Christmas shopping done.
…Of course this 'kind' gesture wasn't so kind as Judy was worried about Monica 'screwing up' all alone. In recent years Monica had learned to shrug her mothers comments off and not let them bother her like she used to. …Instead she decided to invest in a new vacuum cleaner…and you guessed it, clean to get her anger out.
As Chandler's plane was no longer in sight, Monica began to walk away, but was stunned when she saw familiar face headed her way.
Monica felt as if she was seeing a ghost, she was frozen in her path as the woman nearing her balanced a baby, and a Louis Vuitton bag on her shoulder, her faced buried in what appeared to be a book of directions. The words left her mouth faster than she could process them .."YOU'RE PREGNANT!?" Monica exclaimed.
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