They Call Him Chandler

~Nikki~

Still March 26th, 2012.

Clair Elise Edwards, Chandler’s beautiful British ex girlfriend, is standing right in front of me. The girl Chandler was in love with at some point is inside of my house. She flew all the way from London to here…just to see Chandler. I guess they really were in love. She probably still loves him. Why else would she fly halfway across the world for him? “H-Hi.” I stuttered, reaching a trembling hand out to shake her perfectly manicured one. “It’s nice to meet you.” I told her more firmly in an emotionless voice. I was too stunned to do or say anything else.

I completely understand why Chandler was with her. She’s perfect. Literally. I bet if I looked up the meaning of perfection in the dictionary a picture of Clair would pop up.

As Chandler came over and hugged Clair, picking her up and twilling her in a circle, I realized that they looked like a couple out of a magazine. It was in that moment I felt something shattered. I guess it was a mix of the last tiny bit of hope inside me fading away, along with my heart finally being crushed for the final time.

I just stood there, watching Chandler and Clair hug each other and say hello. I felt so hurt and shocked that that’s all I could do. Stare at the perfect couple in front of me. I’d never felt like this before, but right now, I honestly just wanted to go upstairs and jump out of my window.

“Nikki?” Chandler asked, smiling at me as he wrapped is good arm around Clair’s small waist. “You’re finally going to eat dinner with us, right?”

I stared at him for a moment, his words slowly sinking in. Eat dinner with my family? Eat dinner with my oblivious Mother, the girl who’s just unknowingly stolen the person I’m in love with, my Brother who’s black mailing me, and the guy I’m in love with who so clearly doesn’t love me back? Yeah. That sounds like a lovely idea. Honestly, all I wanted to do was get out of this hell hole that I call home. “Actually, no. I just came down to get my keys.” I told him firmly. “Clair can take my place at dinner. I’m leaving.” the more I spoke, the angrier my words sounded. At this point, I no longer cared if Chandler knew how I felt. It doesn’t even matter anymore. Everyone in this damn house can go to Hell for all I care.

As I turned around to get my car keys off of the coffee table, I expected to be met by Nick’s evil smirk. But, surprisingly enough, his current expression matched my earlier one. He clearly didn’t know that Clair was coming either. Well, now he seems like a little less of an ass.

“Hey, wait.” Chandler said as he chased me to the door, grabbing my wrist when he got close enough.

The moment his skin made contact with mine, I snatched my hand away. He didn’t even grab my wrist hard, yet knowing he’d just touched Clair with that exact same hand made pain shoot through my arm and straight to my heart.

Chandler took a step back, clearly taken by surprise at my sudden reaction. “Nikki, I--”

He was cut off by my hand slapping his away from my face. “Don’t you dare touch me, Chandler.” I tried to keep my voice steady, but of course it cracked.

“Just…” he sighed, looking down. “Just tell me where you’re going and I’ll let you go.”

“I don’t know where I‘m going.” I told him honestly. “But anywhere is better than here.” I said as I grabbed the door knob and yanked it open, slamming the door shut behind me with a little more force than necessary. As soon as the door was closed, I took off running toward my car feeling the tears starting to form in my eyes. If Chandler happened to look out of a window or opened the door, he’d see me cry. I hate when people see me cry.

I couldn’t believe that Clair was actually in my house. I thought those two were completely done. There was no way in the world I would’ve guessed that it would be her to confirm the fact that I’ll never be with Chandler. Liz? Yes. I honestly thought it would be her. Even after the accident, Chandler stayed with her for a few days. He only broke up with her because she cheated on him. Stupid girl. Why the hell would you cheat on Chandler Alexander?

I slammed my car door shut, smashing the key into the ignition all at the same