Adultery, Part7


INTRODUCTION: Three years have passed since part 6. Chandler didn't get his job back, he started up some sort of small firm with some guy named Bill. Monica and Chandler have a second child now, as you probably realized. That's pretty much where the story is at the moment. Oh, and to the Phoebe and Joey fans, sorry, they aren't together. Joey didn't have any romantic feelings for her, and he doesn't have any now either. She still has some sort of feelings for him though, but she's not featured in this part so it doesn't really matter.
DISCLAIMER: The "Friends" characters don't belong to me. I just use them for my stories and screw up their lives... lol...



Monica woke up one morning three years later and stretched out in bed. She yawned big and then got out of bed, careful not to wake Chandler up. She looked over at him and smiled lovingly. He had grown a beard eight months earlier and even though their friends thought he looked ridiculous, Monica thought he was cute. As long as he didn't wear his glasses. They looked really odd together with the beard.

She pulled her robe around her and stuck her feet in the slippers. She went down the stairs and whistled to herself. Patch, the dog, ran past her and she let him out in the front yard while she got the morning paper. She whistled for him and he came running in again, ready for breakfast.

Monica fed the dog, then brewed coffee and waited for the kids to come downstairs. After just a few minutes Lukas showed up. He was nine years old by now and unlike his father he hated to sleep in. Monica made him pancakes and listened to his outlays on what had happened on his favourite cartoon. Then she went upstairs to get her second child ready for breakfast.

Max was already awake, which was unusual. Usually she had to wake him up, and he was always grumpy when he was forced to wake up. This morning though he was looking at her and then smiled when she lifted her up from his bed.

"Morning mommy."

"Morning Max."

She decided to let him eat breakfast in his pyjamas and took him downstairs. Once both children were fed, dressed and parked in front of the TV with the dog, Monica decided to wake Chandler up. She walked up the stairs and into their bedroom, where he was still fast asleep. She smiled lovingly and snuck down next to him. She gently kissed him on the forehead, causing no reaction. She gave him a kiss on the lips and he moved slightly but didn't wake up. She giggled and got out of bed again and got dressed. She then sat down on the edge of the bed next to him, and leaned in and tickled him.

That had effect. Chandler got wide awake, and quite annoyed. He didn't like being woken up that way.

"Good morning, sleepyhead!" Monica said with a giggle. "New house rules. No one sleeps any longer than to nine."

"Monica the SUN sleeps longer than that…" Chandler mumbled, and rolled over.

Monica chuckled and sat on top of him. She heard him groan and try to roll her off so he could go back to sleep, but she was sitting on his right hip and he was jammed. To annoy him further she continued to chuckle and started bouncing up and down on him.

"I hate you" he mumbled from the pillow. "Go pester the boys."

"No need to, Lukas was up right after me and Max was awake when I came to wake him up."

"Then pester the dog."

"The dog is watching cartoons."

She bounced some more and leaned in to tickle him again. When she leaned in he managed to get a grip of her wrist. He started to wrestle her off him, but she managed to tickle him anyway and when she did he let go of her wrist to try and push her hands away. He rolled over on his back and she straddled him.

"Now, here's the deal, monsieur Bing," Monica said with a smile, "I will stay here and tickle you until you get your butt out of bed."

Chandler reached up and grabbed her around the back, pulling her down towards him. He kissed her passionately, and her hands stopped tickling. But the minute he ended the kiss she started tickling him again.

"Damn it…" he said through his muffled laughter. "That didn't work!"

"Of course it didn't work!" Monica replied. "I rule! No one can beat me. Especially not you."

"Yeah, we'll see about that!" Chandler replied and started tickling her back.

"I'm not ticklish" Monica said. "Only under the feet, and good luck getting access there!" She took a pause from the tickling and pulled his hands off her.

"The last time I tried to tickle you under your feet you reacted by reflex and kicked… I broke my nose…" Chandler reminded her.

"Suit yourself" Monica replied.

"Don't tickle me anymore right now, okay?" Chandler said with a sigh. "I hate being tickled." He smiled smugly. "My suggestion is that you crawl into bed with me and help me wake up in my favourite way…"

"Oh I've already found a way to wake you up" Monica replied with a smile and tickled him again, unable to keep from laughing when he started fighting her.

The phone rang and Monica reached over to answer, still straddling Chandler. Chandler took a deep breath and exhaled in a sigh of relief.

The phone call was for Chandler, it was Bill, his partner in the small firm he had started after getting fired during the trial. Monica smiled still and didn't move from her place on top of him when he started talking. She soon realized that Bill had some bad news, and she got it confirmed when Chandler finished the talk and hung up the phone.

"Bill's not coming by tomorrow…" Chandler said. "He's gonna be in court. His divorcing Marjorie and they're fighting over some stuff, like the house for example, and they apparently have to settle it in court."

"A divorce? Oh my gosh! I had no idea!"

"Yeah, join the club… Apparently Marjorie had sex with someone else."

Chandler begun a long monologue about how sad it was, and how awful it was to commit adultery, but Monica didn't listen really. For the first time since Max's birth, the memories from her time with Joey came back. She hadn't thought about it for years, she and Joey had managed to save their friendship and put what had been behind them. But now it all came back. After a few minutes she couldn't take another word out of Chandler's mouth about how wrong it was to cheat.

"Chandler stop, okay!" she said.

He looked confused.

"What?"

"I've heard enough."

"Oh come on Monica, it's not like you support sleeping with other people!" Chandler protested.

"Well maybe you shouldn't judge her. You don't know anything else than what Bill has told you" Monica said.

"Adultery is never right, Monica."

"Yeah, well you seem to be able to think that my brother is a decent person, and he cheated on Rachel! And Julie! And Bonnie!"

"Well he never cheated when he was married!" Chandler pointed out. "Marriage is another thing than just a relationship, Monica. Marriage is a commitment for life, it can't be excused to have sex with someone else once you're married!"

Monica was feeling nauseous. She had never known he felt so strongly about it. She shuddered at the thought of what he would have done if he had found out about her and Joey.

"And Marjorie didn't even give him a reason why!" Chandler continued. "Bill just found her in bed with the mailman! I mean, come on, how soap-operish can you get?"

"Chandler maybe she doesn't even know herself why she did it!" Monica said. "Maybe she just needed something that she didn't know what it was, and maybe Bill was unable to give it to her!"

"That's bullshit Monica" Chandler said. "I mean, come on, you should know when you marry someone that that person is everything you will ever need. It's one thing to think other people are attractive, but if you need something from someone else than the person you're marrying, then don't get married at all!"

"That is hard to know when you get married, Chandler!" Monica objected. "Who's to say what will happen in the future? People change, maybe Marjorie needed more all of a sudden, maybe Bill gave her less all of a sudden, maybe they both just changed!"

"Sounds to me like you're defending her" Chandler said with a frown. "What, are you all for cheating now?"

"No" Monica said. "But I just think that you should wait with judging her until you know her side of the story!"

"What's the point?" Chandler asked. "It doesn't matter either way what I think. That's Bill's life and it's his business. But I just feel bad for him. I mean, I'm in such a secure marriage myself, I would never have to come home and find you having sex with someone else. I've got the perfect marriage, and he just found out his is over."

"There's no such thing as a perfect marriage" Monica mumbled, and got off him. She left the room, in deep thought.

*

That night Chandler and Monica went to bed early, right after the kids were in bed. Chandler snuggled close to her and rested his head between her head and her shoulder. His arm was around her and his right leg was laying across her legs, like his arm was across her chest.

Monica absentmindedly stroke his beard, caught up in thought. His words earlier in the day had scared her, and they had made her feel very guilty. She knew she would have to deal with the guilt for the rest of her life, but that was all her own fault so she could deal with it. But what she couldn't deal with was the feeling that came over her when Chandler spoke of their perfect marriage. She knew he was wrapped in false security, he believed so strongly in their marriage and in their love. If he ever found out he would be so furious and so hurt. She had thought she could get away with her affair with Joey, that Chandler would never find out about it. But she started to realize that maybe it wasn't worth keeping it a secret. Chandler deserved to find out the truth, but at the same time she could never even let him find out. He deserved the truth, but not the pain that came with it.

Chandler kissed her lovingly on her neck, and reached up the hand that was laying across her chest. He caressed her on the cheek with it, lovingly. She felt a lump in her throat. She loved him so much, she couldn't take loosing him or seeing him hurt. She couldn't figure out why she had ever jeopardized what she had, she had had everything she had ever wanted. She had had a love better than anything she had imagined finding when she was younger, she had had a son together with her husband, she had had the life she'd always wanted. She still had it, but now she could loose it. It had been granted hers before, now it was uncertainly hers.

She kissed the top of his head and put her left arm around him, pulling him closer. Her right hand was still in his beard. She didn't want to loose him, she couldn't loose him. She was too in love to be able to handle life without him, and just the fear of loosing him made her want to vomit. He was hers, and she hoped he would always want her to be his. She wondered if he'd really be willing to give up on her even if he knew. Women had cheated on him before, and he had sometimes wanted to try and get back together with Kathy right after she had cheated on him. Did Kathy really mean more to him than she, Monica, did? She knew that the answer was no. So why was it so unbelievable that he could forgive her?

"Chandler…" she said and slowly sat up, letting go of his body.

"Yeah?" he said, pulling his arm back so she could sit.

"About earlier today… This morning, when…" She sighed deeply. "Chandler there's something I've got to tell you. A few years ago, four years ago actually, I… I slept with Joey."

"W… what?" Chandler said, slowly sitting up as well. He couldn't think she was serious. "What did you just say? Monica that joke wasn't funny."

"It's no joke" Monica whispered. "Joey and I…"

"Joey and you what?"

"We had sort of a… thing on the side." She didn't dare to look at him. "For about three months or so we had sex with each other."

"Oh, oh my, oh… oh GOD!" Chandler said, moving away from her and rubbing his temples. He couldn't believe it. "No, not sex, not you and Joey…" He looked at her. "I don't believe you. You would never do anything like that to me!"

"I never thought I would be able to…" Monica whispered, looking down on her hands. Then she spoke in a normal tone. "And I have never felt so bad about anything in my entire life. And you know that I really mean that."

"Felt bad?" Chandler said. "Monica tell me that you didn't actually have sex with Joey Tribbiani, my best friend!"

"I never meant for you to find out…" Monica said, and hid her face in her hands, starting to cry.

"And so to make sure I don't find out you TELL me about it?" Chandler said, still not able to let it sink in.

"You deserve the truth, honey" Monica said. "That's why I'm telling you. You deserve to know. I just didn't want to tell you before because I didn't want you to be hurt."

"No, that might have worked if you'd had sex with him ONCE, but for three MONTHS? My GOD Monica!"

"Chandler it was four years ago!"

Chandler got a frightening thought.

"Monica, that means it's around the time Max was conceived. Please, tell me he's not--"

"Oh of COURSE he's yours!" Monica said slightly irritated, looking up at him. "For crying out loud, he looks just like you!! And for your information, things were over with Joey weeks before I got pregnant."

"Oh, weeks, thank you, that's encouraging" Chandler said with lots of sarcasm.

"Look Chandler, what do you want me to say?"

"That you're not serious! That you're just pulling some sick joke on me, to, to test my reaction or something! Just please, PLEASE tell me that you haven't cheated on me with Joey!" Chandler said.

Monica started to cry even worse when she saw the pleading look on his face. She hadn't wanted him to be hurt, and now he was. Worse than she could take seeing him.

"Oh Chandler I am so sorry…" she whispered.

"Oh god no…" Chandler said, and drew further back from her. "And JOEY of all people?"

Then suddenly he realized exactly what that meant. His best friend and his wife, sleeping together. The two people that he had trusted and relied on all these years had been having sex. Joey, his best friend, had touched Monica in ways Chandler thought he had the right to demand monopoly on since he married her, he had kissed her, caressed her, been inside of her! And Monica, his Monica, she had let him! She had kissed him back, caressed him back, let him inside.

His hand flew up to his mouth and he got out of bed. He backed towards the door to the bathroom and backed right into it. He ran into the bathroom and threw up violently in the toilet several times. He felt sick to his stomach, heart and head. In just one second she had destroyed his life, in just one second she had broken his idyll into pieces.

Tears were falling down his cheeks, but he didn't know if that came from the vomiting or from the pain inside. He didn't care which, it didn't make any difference. He sank back next to the toilet and flushed it. He was trembling and hyperventilating. This was all just too much.

Monica showed up in the door, looking concerned.

"Sweetheart… Chandler are you okay?" she asked, worried.

Chandler wanted to hiss at her that of course he wasn't okay. He wanted to tell her to go to hell. But somehow he couldn't. He couldn't open his mouth to speak.

She came over and sat down next to him. She put her arm around his shoulders, and feeling her trying to comfort him made him have to vomit again.

Monica recoiled her arm, and the tears that had dried started falling again. Chandler flushed the toilet again, then sank back down to where he had been sitting. He hid his face in his hands for a second, then he looked up again.

For a few minutes everything was quiet. Chandler couldn't speak and Monica didn't dare to. Then Chandler finally managed to speak.

"Damn you both…" he said. "Damn you both."




Well, so now Chandler knows... Will he forgive Monica? Will he forgive Joey? Will he seek revenge? Will Monica step out of the shower and realize that it's all been a nightmare (lol)? Find out in part 8... :-) And please review this part!