What If Chandler Bing Didn't Exist...? [F.R.I.E.N.D.S]

Chapter Twenty Five: I've Had Enough

I had to finish this. I'm pretty sure I made Monica upset and I feel terrible. We arrived at the coffee shop that we always go to. I shook my whole body getting ready for a break up whereas if a person saw me doing so they probably thought I was getting ready for a football match.

I sat Janice down on the couch and I have her a smile that thought I would never have done. I guess it was the last time I would meet her so I was happy about it. "Janice we have to talk..."

Janice smiled and nudged me. "About what?"

She's not taking this seriously and I am very worried for her. "Look, I just came out a big relationship and I just don't think I'm up for another one right now." I sucked my teeth waiting for the worst to happen.

"What?" The smiled disappeared in a flash just like I would've thought. "What are you talking about?"

"Um well if you want the quick and painful way, I'm breaking up with you."

And then she started hyperventilating. just like last time. Why, was she stuck on a different world where no one recognised her?

"Uh, do you want me to get you anything?" I felt completely helpless right now.

She stopped and gave me a glare. "No, I don't want you to get me anything, I want the last day back!"

So it hasn't been a year or anything but yet she uses that excuse.

She started storming out and she stopped right in front of door. "You haven't seen the last of me, Chandler Bing!" She was tearing up and left the coffee house.

I was smiling, the complete opposite of what people would think I was.

I looked back at the door and saw that people were staring. "Oh I guess you saw that, huh? We're just rehearsing for a play." I casually remarked.

***

After a cup of coffee, I made my way towards my apartment and stayed there with Joey playing foosball until it came in the evening.

"Hey Jo, you want something to ea-" I was starting to offer Joey some food for dinner when I heard a thud outside. We both exchanged curious and nervous glances. We took our places and I opened the door slowly and carefully. there I found the most unexpected thing. No, not Janice but Monica. And it wasn't Monica, it was Drunk Monica.

"Monica? Are you drunk?" I knew this but I just had to double check.

"No!" Monica replied back obviously drunk, and she was swaggering side to side. "Maybe..."

"What Monica? What happened? Why are you like this?" I was looking at her carefully.

"Well I saw you with this other girl... and I was so angry..." Monica shook her head a little to set things right. "I mean what are you thinking, Chandler?" Okay, so she was getting angry now... "Aren't we supposed to be together?"

Joey's head poked out and he smiled uncomfortably. "So, uh, I'll just be inside then." And with that he left and shut the door behind him.

"Chandler, I feel like I don't know you anymore." Monica continued strongly and boy was she beating me up with words. But I couldn't let her have all the fun.

"What, Monica, you're the one who left me, full of so much anger."

"Yep, so that means we've broken up. I can tell that you haven't been paying attention though. It seems as if you pay more attention to Rachel and Ross than me."

"Well even if I do, it seems as if you are too. The fact that you chose to help Rachel cook than be with me in the morning means that you like her more than me."

"How could you say that? Have you seen Rachel cook? There's a disaster about a second later!" Yeah, I guess that's true. But still...

"You know what? I feel like I have enough of this." Probably the wrong thing to say...

"Yeah me too, lets just end this now."

No, I don't want to end this, I love you. "Fine." Why don't I say what I want to say? I think that's the problem with me.

She left me and walked towards we door, struggling to open the door, still half drunk. I just shook my head disappointed in myself and walked towards the door.

"What happened?"

"Don't talk to me." I replied hastily.

"What? Anyway, I didn't get the audition."

"Okay. Good." I knew that he was just joking because I just know him too much and he was faking it.

"What? No that's not good..." He cringed. "But I was actually going to tell you that I did get it, I was just faking it." Told ya.

"Yeah I know. But just leave me alone right now okay?"

"What? Why? We should celebrate cause I've never gotten a part before and you helped me!"

"Sorry Jo I don't feel like it." I really don't like it when he kept on bugging me.

"What? Why are you acting like this, huh? why don't you care anymore?"

"Just leave me alone!" I shouted towards him and I knew that he wouldn't stop so I just left and slammed the door shut.

***

I drove up the driveway to where it all began. The familiar stairs, the familiar sign, the familiar hotel as a whole.

"Chandler!"

I ran straight past Barbara and into my room. The room where all the magic happened. Where all my dreams did not happen, but instead the worse thing that could possibly happen to you.

I sat on the bedside reluctantly giving a sigh after everything that has happened. I covered my face with both of my hands and massaged it slightly. Again I thought the things that occurred to me since the beginning. Why would someone do this? If it wasn't a someone, why would a thing do this? And how? Thoughts ran through my head faster than Mr. Heckles would tell us to be quiet.

My head was faced down and my back was arched forward with my elbows pressing against my thigh.

I suddenly heard the quietest of footsteps and the door creaking a little forward.

"I'm sorry I had to do this to you, Chandler but..." He started to emerge from the shadow of the door and I saw his eyes guiltily looking towards me.

I stood up quickly, not believing that he did this to me. My eyes widened as I was filled with terror, fear, anger and most of all shock. "Oh my God! It was you?!"

"I'm sorry I had to put you in all this pain..."

"I cannot believe it... It was you?!"