𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍, 80s, 90s, 00s

chandler bing 📺

"So, Chandler who's this?" Rachel asked as we all saw him walk into the coffee house with a woman. She was tall, blonde, and very bitchy looking. I just stayed quiet and sipped my coffee.

"Guys this is Marilyn.. Marilyn this is Rachel." They shook hands, "Phoebe, Joey, Ross, Monica, and Y/N." Chandler said as she smiled or shook hands with everyone. I just gave her a forced smile and continued to drink my coffee. Rachel nudged my side as a way of telling me to lighten up.

"It's nice to meet you all. Chandlers told me a whole bunch about you guys." Marilyn said with a giggle and a hair flip. Oh god, I wanted to just pounce on her.

"Marilyn would you like some coffee?" Rachel asked smoothing her apron out.

"Sure." She said softly as Rachel rushed behind the counter to give her a cup. I rolled my eyes subtly as I didn't even look in her direction. I made eye contact with Chandler for a split second but looked away quickly.

"Marilyn is actually majoring in psychology in the fall." Chandler praised with a smile. Everyone congratulated her except me. I acted as if I didn't even notice anyone was saying anything. How could I? I hated her already. I just wanted out of this coffee house. And heading Marilyn stupid giggle drove me mad. I couldn't wait to just have her ass leave.

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"God, could you have been any more rude?" Monica asked as us 4 girls entered the apartment.

"What? Just because I didn't fall at her knees." I brushed it off slumping on the couch.

"Look I know it's hard seeing Chandler with another girl. But... you two broke up and you're gonna have to live with it." Rachel said rubbing my back with sympathy.

"But I don't want to." I whined.

"God, you two are gonna have to talk about it sooner or later. It's driving both of you mad." Phoebe said in a serious tone. Ever since we broke up we didn't even want to be in a room alone with each other. Never.

"I'll pass." I said to her with a frown. Phoebe and the girls began talking in a whisper... I stayed looking at them with confusion and hurt as to why they weren't including me. They were up to something but I just didn't know what.

"Hey, Y/N. We're going over to Joeys... he's ordering pizza. You should come... Chandlers with Marilyn." Monica said. I didn't read much into it but joined them in walking across the hall. Chandler was of course there and everyone else stayed in the hall and closed the door tightly leaving me alone with Chandler.

"Open the door assholes." I said in a low tone pulling the handle. It wouldn't budge... and Chandler just sat there with an exhausted look on his face.

"I'm not talking to you." I sternly said to him as I gave up trying to open the door.

"Good. I don't want to talk to you anyways." Chandler crossed his arms with a idiotic look on his face. I rolled my eyes and held my head with annoyance.

"Good." I said back. I needed the last word.

"Good." Of course he said it back.

"You're so annoying sometimes." I sighed heavily.

"I'm annoying? I can't even breathe around another girl without you hating her guts." Chandler scoffed.

"Good! I hope you don't breathe around other girls." I scoffed back.

"Why are you like this? We broke up, Y/N. There's no grudges to hold and there's nothing to be upset about. Can't we just be friends?" Chandler asked with a hopeful tone.

"I don't know, Chandler. Maybe if you wouldn't have gone out with that girl... there wouldn't have been a problem in the first place."

"God! You know what, Y/N. This is ridiculous... I've told you a thousand times that the girl you saw me with was my friend! She's a directer and Joey wanted me to get him another role! That's all! I'm sick of explaining this to you a hundred times and having you give me no understanding!" Chandler rose his voice making me flinch a little bit. How dare he?

"I hate you! You're so- so- ugh! Chandler, I never want to see you again!" I screamed back with a serious look.

"I hate you too! I hate you more than you'll ever know!" Chandler yelled back to me; we both turned our backs on one another. And by instinct we both turned around and ran into each other's arms. Kissing each other harshly with such a emotion and love that it made me want to cry.

"I'm sorry, Y/N. I didn't mean to ever upset you. I love you so much..." Chandler mumbled against my neck. I couldn't even begin to explain myself... I didn't know what we were even fighting about anymore.

"I love you too, Chandler. So much... I'm sorry for everything." I said back through tears pressing my lips to his again. This time it was heated and I knew he loved me in that moment... and as we turned around the gang was there ready to have a big old group hug.