Chapter 2
Chandler made his last decision and raised his hand up to his mouth...
Do you know in movies when people do this, someone always bursts in and stops them? Chandler wished that would happen. His door stayed closed. He sighed one last time and tipped the pills into his mouth. He was about to swallow them when his door opened. Monica walked in. He froze. Should he swallow them? She walked over, and grabbed the container out if his hands. She grabbed a cup off the night stand and put it in front of his face.
"Spit them out." She ordered. He did and then she went to the bathroom and flushed them. When she came back she grabbed his face. "How many others did you swallow?" She asked.
"None." He said truthfully.
"Why, Chandler?" She asked. He sad nothing and she dragged him across the hall to hers, where the rest o the gang sat. She pulled him into the living room and stood in front of the group.
"We need to start paying attention to Chandler," she announced.
"Why?" Rachel asked.
"Because he was going to- he was taking drugs." Monica almost whispered. Everyone stared at Chandler. Monica told everyone to leave it and made dinner. Everyone ate in the dining room, while Chandler sat and thought. What would have happened if Monica hadn't walked in?