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Monica awoke the next day in an unfamiliar bed. She had no recollection of how she got there, or where there even was. She turned over and noticed a bump in the bed next to her. Maybe she and Chandler had ended up in some hotel somewhere. Then she spotted something that proved that this was impossible; peeking out slightly from under the duvet was the foot of a penguin, a cuddly toy penguin. She could recognise that penguin anywhere. That penguin was Hugsy.

Chandler hadn't had much sleep the previous night. Monica never did return home so he hadn't been able to talk to her. Also Rachel didn't want to go back to her and Joey's apartment in case Monica was there and slapped her again, or if Joey had found out and hated her, so Rachel had stayed over in the guest room.

Chandler walked out of his room and walked over to the kitchen. Rachel was sat at the table, looking tired and ill. She had her head rested in her hands and the cup of coffee beside her looked untouched and stone cold.

"Rachel, are you okay?" Chandler asked, concerned for his close friend.

"No," Rachel answered simply. She felt terrible, horrible disgusting. She had betrayed her best friend. Monica was right, she was a slut!

"What's wrong?" Rachel looked up at Chandler's face. Chandler, he was handsome, kind, considerate, an amazing kisser, and taken, by none other than her best friend.

"Oh nothing much really, only that I've lost my best friend probably forever and all my other friends as well, I am a huge slut and I am in love with a man in love with said best friend," Rachel spoke, not really realising what she was saying and to whom she was saying it until after she finished.

"You...You...actually love me?" Chandler was slightly shocked at this. He knew that Rachel had said this before, but this was to his face. And then he had just assumed that it was just a crush. But would she tell him now if it was just a crush...maybe he should call it a phase. Crush sounded so immature, and that was coming from him, the King of Immaturity; well maybe second in command, but only after Joey.

"I...Well...Emm...Yeah, I suppose I do," Rachel looked up at him, dreading what he was going to say next.

"Well, can I tell you something?"

"Sure," Rachel replied, slightly confused.

"Well, before I got together with Monica, I was in love with you. If I wasn't with Monica, or whatever we are at the moment, separated, broken up, I would definitely hope to be with you. And to be honest Rachel, I still like you more than a friend should like another friend, and I want to be with you, but I also want to be with Monica, and to make it fair I need to see how this thing with Monica works out because I don't want to find out we are together after I have started something with you. I do like you Rach, but I love Monica and I think she may still love me...not that I don't love you, but I'm just really confused at the moment, and seeing as I think I'm still with Monica, I think I need to see where that goes."

Chandler looked down at Rachel, longing to see her reaction. She didn't say anything in reply, nor did her facial features change at all, instead she slowly stood up and made her was towards him. When she reached his she put her hands on his shoulders, looked deep into his eyes and then leaned in and kissed him.

He kissed back, only now realising how much he had wanted this to happen. He needed this kiss, he needed Rachel. For two short minutes he felt as though he couldn't be happier, as if his life was back to normal again.

Suddenly the door to the apartment slammed shut and Rachel and Chandler shot apart. They both looked over at the door, not really wanting to look, but knew that they had to anyway. There standing with his mouth in the shape of an 'O' was Ross Geller. Ross Geller- Monica Geller's over-protective older brother. Ross Geller- Rachel Green's ex-boyfriend. Ross Geller- Chandler Bing's best friend.

Rachel and Chandler didn't know what to do, or say, or how to make the current situation less awkward. Ross stared open mouthed at two of the people he trusted with his life. Now though that would have to be changed.

Ross, finally unfreezing from his open mouthed position, marched over to Chandler, grabbed his collar and shoved him into the fridge.

"What do you think you are doing?" Ross screamed in Chandler's face. Chandler cowered away, hoping beyond hope that Ross wouldn't injure him too much.

"Not only do you cheat on your girlfriend but also you kiss your best friend's ex girlfriend! Who you know still loves her," he added the last part in a whisper, not wanting Rachel to know that he still had feelings for her.

"I...emm...Ross, look! It doesn't matter that I cheated on Monica," Ross' face flew into a look of outrages disgust so Chandler quickly continued, "Because she hates me Ross. Nothing will ever happen with me and Monica now; not after...well you know," Chandler knew that Ross didn't know but he wasn't exactly going to tell Ross that this wasn't the first time that he'd kissed Rachel, "Anyway, I like Rachel, a hell of a lot more than a friend should like another friend! She means everything to me and I really want to see if something can come of this," at this he shot a glance over at Rachel whose face was plastered with shock. "I want to see if at least one of my relationships can work out for once! I know that you love Rachel, but I do too! You've had a shot, and you ruined it! Now move over and let someone else have a try! She's not your property; she's no one's property. Rachel is herself, a human being, she is owned by no one so no one can tell her what to do, or keep her from what she wants!" Chandler finished, panting for breath, having said the majority of what he had in one breath.

Ross looked at Chandler, and then turned to face Rachel. Rachel could tell that he was pleading with her, to tell him that what Chandler had said was untrue, that she did still love Ross. However Rachel could not lie, all that Chandler had said was the truth. She shook her head at Ross, whose eyes fell immediately. Ross turned a final time to face Chandler, punched him as hard as he could in the face and then walked out of the apartment.

He needed to find Monica, to tell her what he had witnessed. Maybe they could team up and both get the one they were after.

A/N- So...thanks for continuing to read 'Life's Not A Game, So Why Cheat?'! We are both amazed at how many people seem to be enjoying this fic, and reading it! We just started writing this at a sleepover as something to do! Anywayyy...we would really love to know what you all think of this chapter and if you haven't review before, our previous chapters as well! Thanks again for continuing with this fic!

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