Chandler and Monica fanfic. Kind of based on Nelly's song 'dilemma.' Monica and Chandler don't know each other, Monica is married to Richard and they live in apartment 20 and Chandler in apartment 19. They're both pretty young. First fanfic so be nice. I wont be able to upload everyday as its rare I get the computer but I'll try my best.

Chapter one.

Chandler carried the remainder of his boxes up to his new apartment, he had just moved out of his house and couldn't wait to live alone. As he reached the top of his staircase he saw a beautiful woman with dark shoulder length hair and pale skin step out of the apartment opposite his.

"Hi, I'm Monica Burke, you must be our new neighbour, nice to meet you" she held out her hand and Chandler shook it shyly.

"Hey, I'm Chandler Bing, nice to meet you too" she had the most beautiful eyes he had ever seen, they really stood out against her dark hair and pale skin tone.

"Do you need any help moving in?"

"I-uh-I-ye-yeah, that would be great. Thanks" he said handing her a box, "y'know that box is pretty heavy, why don't you let me get that"

"no its fine, I can handle it" she said with pride, she looked around his apartment admiring his furniture "this is a nice place you've got here."

"Thanks, it';; do for now, so Mon, can I call you Mon? How long have you lived in this building?"

"Nearly two years, I moved out of my parents house a couple of weeks after I turned 18, my grandmother died and she left me this place, I think she knew how bad things were for me at home and she made it easier for me to leave, I now live here with my husband Richard"

The word 'husband' hit Chandler like a ton of bricks, she looked about 19, he didn't expect her to be married. "Oh. you're married? That's great, well I better finish unpacking, it was nice meeting you Mon" he tried to hide the disappointment in his voice.

"Well um, would you like some help? I love unpacking"

Chandler looked at her in shock, how could anyone 'love' unpacking? "yeah, that wouldn't be great, I don't have much left so it won't take long" they started unpacking and Chandler watched in amazement as Monica placed everything neatly around the room. Suddenly her phone started ringing, she looked at the name that was flashing against the screen and her start started hammering against her chest.

"Excuse me, hey sweetie, no, no I'm fine. What am I doing? Uh- nothing, just sat on the couch waiting for you to come home"

Chandler looked at her, confused, why was she lying about where she was? Why hadn't she told her husband she was helping him unpack? He could hear her husband yelling at her down the phone, she looked at him apologetically.

"No I don't sound out of breath. I haven't been doing anything! No, no ones with me, come home and check if you must,, uh huh, I promise, I love you. Bye sweetie" she hung up the phone and started hugging herself, "I've gotta go, my husband will be home soon and I need to start making dinner, maybe I'll see you around?"

"Yeah, yeah definitely, okay, um, would you like to grab a cup of coffee sometime?"

"I don't know. Maybe, bye Chandler" she gave him a warm smile and walked into her apartment.

God, he had only just moved in and he was already falling for a married woman.

Monica closed her door and went to start dinner, she knew how angry Richard got when he came home from work and dinner wasn't ready and waiting on the table. A she started cooking she started thinking about Chandler, his blue eyes and his warm smile, and how disappointed he looked when she mentioned Richard, her thoughts were soon interrupted my the slamming of a door. He was home.

"Hey sweetie, how was work" she asked with a fake smile plastered on her face

"where is he? Where's 'lover boy'" he said, searching all the rooms of their apartment.

"Richard no ones here, no ones been here for a long time, my friends stopped coming by a long time ago"

"WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE? DON'T YOU DARE LIE TO ME MONICA! WHERE IS HE" Richard screamed, his eyes looked crazed as he punched her in the face, she fell to the floor instantly.

"Richard please! I'm telling you the truth, no ones here!" she tried to yell but it came out as a frightened whisper

"you're nothing but a stupid little slut who can't keep her pants up" he said whilst repeatedly kicking her in the back, he then pulled her up by her hair and threw her into the wall, she felt something warm and sticky drip down the side of her face,

"Clean yourself up before we go to your parents" he spat then he stormed out of the apartment.

Monica collapsed on the floor of her kitchen sobbing, when would Richard believe her that there was no one else?

That's it for chapter one, might update chapter 2 in a minute or so..