Narrator:
Chandler stormed up the stairs of the apartment building, Joey following not far behind. "Chandler, please! Just hear me out!" Joey shouted, running after him.
"No! You stuck your tongue down my girlfriends throat, and you expect me to HEAR YOU OUT?!" Chandler shouted at him. "God, I can't trust you at all, man! What is your problem!? Just when I FINALLY settle down and get comfortable with a woman that I actually like, you take that whole opportunity away! It's like.. it's like you don't even want me to be happy!"
Tears were starting to make their way down Joeys face. "I'm so, so, so sorry.." He said, now an emotional wreck. "You're sorry. Hey everybody, look he's sorry!! Oh my god Joey, I forgive you. You know what, now I don't even CARE you kissed my girlfriend!" Chandler said sarcastically. "Night." He said, grabbed his pillow and blanket from his room and slammed the front door behind him.
Joey threw his face into his hands knowing he just started another long term fight. Last time it was Chandler, and now it's him. But what makes it worse is that you would've thought Joey wouldn't have done the same thing to him did because he knew how it felt. To be betrayed and stomped on by your best friend.
Chandler's POV
I walked over to Monica's apartment and knocked on the door. Sweatpants, blanket, pillow, hair, the whole package.
"Aww, Chandler"
Monica gave me a hug and gestured to the couch. I plopped down onto it and rubbed my temples. How could he? How could he?! Ran through my mind over and over as I thought about what happened.
"What happened sweetheart?" Monica said, brushing the stray hairs away from my forehead.
"Well, Joey kissed my girlfriend so that's always SWELL." I explained to Monica as she began to shake her head. "Oh, that's terrible! I can't believe it!" Monica said. "Oh, well start believin', Mon. Because it happened. I saw it. I was right there!!" I said, getting angrier every second I thought about it. "It's okay Chandler.. You guys will make up eventually, you have to!" she said confidently, expecting for that to help make me feel anywhere close to better.
A few minutes later, while I was sitting on the couch eating ice cream, Joey barged in through the front door. I immediately hopped up from where I was laying.
"Get. Out. NOW."
"Chandler, please!! I need to talk to you, it was a mist-"
"Oh don't play that lame shit on me, man. I KNOW you know what you did. I mean, that kiss ought to be an UNFORGETTABLE ONE, right, Joe!? Now get the hell away from me. You're disgusting." I spat, close to tears. And Joey left, tears streaming down his pale face that had looked like he had been crying for hours. I didn't regret what I said one bit. And Joey deserved every word.
I wasn't going back to the apartment, that's for sure. so I made myself comfortable on Monica's couch and drifted off to sleep easily, because Monica's apartment doesn't share a bedroom wall with Joey. Every night it's either the sound of some new girl he brings home moaning, Joeys bed frame being banged against every once in awhile, or Joey snoring. But now I can actually go to bed for once.
Aalrighttt!!
The next morning:
I woke up exhausted. Even though I slept well for the fist time in awhile, I was still exhausted. I yawned, and I figured that I did have to make my way back to our apartment. It was 5:30 AM, there's no way Joey's gonna be awake this early. I crept out the door and opened the one to my apartment. Yup, he's asleep. I looked around the semi dark flat and sighed. Then I heard something strange coming from Joeys room and got a little closer, as I was just outside his door. I heard Joey moaning someone's name. So, I opened the door. Joey's a heavy sleeper so I figured he wouldn't wake up.
Just what I thought. It was a girls name. Someone that went by 'Sarah' in fact. I rolled my eyes into the back of my head and walked over into my room and just flopped on my bed. I looked at the time again. 5:35. Joeys not gonna be up for awhile. But I can't have him knowing I was here.
I don't want to talk to him.
I sighed and began to drift off to sleep. Every time I'd get close to dosing off, I pinched myself to wake up. This is strange. I'm never tired when I wake up this early! Works' got me on a schedule and I normally follow it.
But not today.
I told myself it'd be okay if I was a little late, or maybe even missed a day. But I wouldn't let myself fall asleep, or even get up off my bed. So I was stuck. Stuck being awake and exhausted, stuck on my bed. Stuck on wether I should forgive Joey without sticking him in a box with an air hole people LOVE to cover.
So I let loose and went back to sleep. I could use a personal day.
