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But here we go, the sixth chapter.. and I don't own Friends.


Chapter Six

Monica was home alone. Chandler had gone to work and no one had come over. Monica was sure Phoebe and Ross had told Rachel and Joey and now they all hated her. She almost hated herself too.. She realized what she had done was unforgivable. She still thought at least Rachel would've come by, but apparently she didn't deserve comfort from her friends at all. She would've used an advice, but she knew no one would be able to give her one.

Chandler hadn't said another word to Monica, or even looked at her after what happened in the morning. He hadn't even eaten breakfast. Monica had wanted to talk to him and ask questions from him, but she hadn't dared to. She wanted to know how did he really feel, why had he stayed, where had he been yesterday, had he really gone to Richard's as he had hinted.. but she couldn't. She felt like she didn't deserve to know the answers, hear him talk, hear his voice.

Monica winced as the phone rang. She was about to pick it up but then decided to leave it in the answering machine. She thought it would be some of her friends, starting to blame her. Or worse, maybe Ross had told their parents and her mother was calling her. She sat on the armchair, waiting to hear someone's preaching again. But soon she heard a voice she wasn't expecting, at all.

"Hi.. this is Richard. I.. I didn't know whether to call or come over, but apparently you're not home.. or you are but don't answer -..."

Monica picked up the phone. "Richard?", she said. That was followed by an awkward silence.

"Monica, hi.." Richard said then.

"Chandler told you, huh?" Monica asked quietly.

"Yeah.. I guess he did."

"Yeah.."

They were both quiet for a minute again, trying to figure out something to say.

"So.. why did you call?" Monica asked then, frowning.

"Right.. Monica, how are you?"

"I'm fine", Monica lied quickly. She waited him to continue, knowing that was not why he called.

"Great", Richard said too and sighed then. "I just thought.. if the.. the baby's mine, I'd like to be a part of it. But only if you want me to, only if it's okay to you", Richard explained sounding slightly unsure.

Monica sighed too. She wasn't surprised. She still didn't know anything, she didn't know how the future looked like between her and Chandler, and she knew that if Richard would come around, it would all go even more complicated and confusing. But she couldn't take a child away from his or her father. "Okay", Monica said after a short silence.

"What?" Richard asked, stunned.

"If you're the father, you deserve to be around. I couldn't take your child away from you."

"Thank you", Richard said. "Look, Monica.. I'm sorry. I'm sorry", he added with a sigh.

Monica gave a small laugh. "Yeah, well, you should be. Chandler and I don't talk to each other. He doesn't even look at me, he sleeps on the couch. My friends don't talk to me either, my own brother blamed me for half an hour, and I have to stay home all days sitting and thinking about it because of the damn morning sickness! I'll probably get fired too. Any of this would've not happened if you hadn't kissed me in the first place", Monica explained tears in her eyes, knowing it wasn't true. It wasn't just his fault.

Richard was quiet for a moment. "I know. I'm sorry", he said then. He truly felt bad.

Monica sobbed. "No, I'm sorry Richard. It's not your fault.. I-I just don't know what to do.."

"I know.."

Monica told Richard the date of the first doctor appointment, and told him to come if he wanted to. They hung up.


Chandler, Ross, Rachel, Joey and Phoebe were at Ross' apartment. They had been in Central Perk at first but soon discovered they needed more privacy. Chandler had gone to work, but he couldn't concentrate so he had left early.

Ross looked out of the window to Chandler and Monica's. "Well now the blinds are closed, but not when you two are doing it", he said. The others gave him a disgusted look.

"I guess you don't have to worry about that anymore", Chandler muttered from the couch.

Rachel sat next to him. "Honey, are you sure you don't want to give her another chance?" she asked looking sad.

Chandler shrugged. "I can't trust her anymore. I can't trust anyone anymore. The person I've known for like, forever and trusted more than anyone, just suddenly betrays and hurts me more than anyone or anything before.. I'm sure she doesn't love me really."

"What? Of course she loves you!" Rachel said, stunned. "She loves you more than anything, why else would she want to marry you?"

"Oh come on, you don't do something like that to a person you really love or even care about!", Chandler said. "You still haven't forgiven Ross, have you?", he asked.

Ross shook his head. "Hey, we were on -"

"No we weren't!" Rachel cut him off angrily.

"Quiet you two! Let's focus on Chandler's problem!" Joey yelled to Ross and Rachel.

They were all quiet for a moment. "Oh my God, we're turning against each other", Phoebe whispered then, breaking the silence.

Chandler sighed, running his fingers through his hair. "She tried to kiss me in the morning", he said.

The others frowned. "And?" Ross asked.

"I couldn't. I mean, I didn't want to. Or maybe I did, I don't know.. It's so hard, giving her another chance if I can't even kiss her for God's sakes!" Chandler said desperately.

Rachel sighed. She took Chandler's hand in hers. "I know we're not helping much, 'cause we don't want to give wrong advices and we don't know how you feel, but I do know one thing; you have to talk to her", she said quietly. The others agreed and nodded.

"Like, now?" Chandler asked.

Rachel nodded. "I guess. Sooner the better."

Chandler sighed again. "Fine, I'll try", he said then and gave a sad smile. "Thanks guys", he added and rose from the couch and left the apartment.

"This is unbelievable", Phoebe sighed and sat next to Rachel.

"I know, Chandler doesn't deserve this and.. I just still can't believe Monica did that", Rachel said and buried her face in her hands. Phoebe stroked her back.

"And all we can do is wait. I hate this.." Joey said and sat on the couch too.

They were quiet for a moment. None of them couldn't believe it. Monica really was the one who had screwed it up.

"What if they can never work it out?" Ross asked, still looking out of the window. The others turned to look at him, not knowing what to say. The group wouldn't be complete.. They all knew Chandler and Monica were meant to be.


Monica didn't feel like cooking and she wasn't really hungry either so she decided to order some pizza. She was on the phone when Chandler arrived. She was more than surprised to see him coming this early.. or see him coming at all.

Chandler glanced at Monica in the kitchen as he entered the apartment. He put his briefcase away and stayed in the kitchen, leaning casually against the counter waiting for Monica to hang up. And then she did.

"Hi", Chandler said quietly, glancing her in the eyes.

Monica almost winced as she heard Chandler talking to her. "Hi.. I ordered some pizza", she said, putting the phone away.

Chandler nodded. They were both starting to say something at the same time. "Eh, you go first.." Chandler said then awkwardly.

Monica smiled slightly. "Um.. Richard called.. and I heard you told him about this.. situation here." Chandler nodded again, staring a spot on the kitchen table. "And if you don't mind, he might be coming to the doctor appointment in few weeks", she added quietly. She felt like she needed to be careful to not freak him out 'cause she really wanted and needed to discuss with him.

Chandler took a deep breath. "I don't mind, why would I?" He asked, walked to the living room and sat on the couch. He knew that question he'd just asked was ridiculous. Of course he did mind for countless reasons but he didn't want to ruin this moment either.

"Okay, well, good.." Monica stuttered, ignoring Chandler's question.

They were quiet for a minute. They had lots of questions and things to talk about but every one of them felt awkward to say now. Monica was the one to break the silence.

"Why did you stay?" she asked quietly.

Chandler frowned. "'Cause I promised", he muttered.

Monica shook her head. "That's it? That's the only reason?" Chandler didn't answer. "Not because you love me? Not because of the baby?" Monica asked, feeling tears coming up to her eyes again. Chandler stayed quiet, trying to hold his patience.

"Say something, Chandler. What I did.. I'm so sorry. I know it's unforgivable, but I wish you could try. I wish I could take it back, I would do anything to take it back and make you happy again. I love you and I know you love me. I can't imagine what you're feeling right now but.. you're the only one I've ever loved like this. I don't wanna lose you", Monica said, tears falling down her cheeks.

It hurt Chandler to hear Monica cry again. He wanted to go and hug her and comfort her. He wanted to say how much he loved her too, how much he wanted to be the father of the baby, how he didn't want to lose her either. But he just couldn't. "Would you have told me about you cheating on me if you hadn't gotten pregnant?" he asked then slowly.

Monica tried to dry her cheeks. "Yes", she said. Honestly she didn't know the answer to that.

Chandler rose from the couch and turned to look at her. "Bullshit! That's what this all is. You keep saying how much you love me and how sorry you are, it's all bullshit! We both know exactly that you would've not told me. It was four weeks, Monica. Four weeks and to me, you didn't seem feeling guilty at all, and you know it 'cause you weren't! So tell me, why the hell are you doing this to me? To us, if I can use that word anymore?"

"I am not lying, Chandler. I do love you, I do feel sorry and I did feel guilty! Maybe I wasn't going to tell you 'cause I didn't want to see you hurting like this! And don't you dare to say that's not true", Monica yelled back.

Chandler shook his head. "And what about Richard? Are we going to see him every single doctor appointment? And if the baby's mine, he's going to be there with us when you're giving a birth? No one asked me, maybe I don't want him to be around my baby."

"You're being selfish. I mean, yeah, what about Richard? If the baby's his, you're going to be there too and I don't know how pleased he is with that fact. The father deserves to be there and I want the father to be there. But as you know, unfortunately in this situation we don't know who the father is so you'll both have to be there. And then we'll make a paternity test", Monica explained.

"Oh, I don't think that's necessary. That problem will be solved right in the birth by checking below the baby's nose! Or maybe the mustache shows already in the ultrasound!"

"Why are you staying in this apartment if you're not giving me another chance? Just answer me, please!" Monica asked annoyed, changing the subject.

"I don't know, alright? I wish I did, but I don't! I have no damn clue about that, okay?" Chandler shook his head again. "I just don't know.."

"Maybe you should leave then", Monica said quickly. She immediately regretted saying that and wanted to take it back, but they were interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Yeah, maybe I should. But I won't. I live here and if something tells me not to leave, I won't", Chandler said and walked to the door and opened it for the pizza guy.

Monica felt relieved he had stayed. She really didn't know if that was for the best but she needed him. Even though they slept in separate rooms and talked to each other just when they fought. She needed his presence.

They ate the pizzas in silence, glaring at each other few times.


Sad, emotional, dramatic, I know! :( but everything's gonna be alright.. Reviews please! :)