Author's Note: I just wanted to say this will be a story that takes care of the Sam arc of the show. I really hated it. I was always a Hyde/Jackie-shipper. I hated that they weren't really given a fair chance. The name of the story is based on the Rhianna song Ft. Ne-yo simply because I think it describes their relationship the best. Also things always seem to get worse in my stories before they get better (you have been warned) and most of my chapters will be named after a song that seems to fit the story. I hope you enjoy this. Comments make me write more, but all I ask is that you be nice, criticism I can take, but don't be cruel. ENJOY!

IT HURTS – 2NE1
(Kpop girl group English Translation)

thinking of that time not long ago
all those days we spent alone
walking hand in hand and never letting them go
but now you're into someone new
and I can forgive you
for making all those promises that will never come true

tell me now where did our love go
tell me now I've the right to know
tell me now how could you stand the way you're hurting me so oh
tell me if you ever change your mind
tell me if you wanna make it right

am i the only one hurt tonight?

baby, why don't you care?
what ever happens to me you won't be there
and I know where ever we go
we'll apart, apart, apart

can't you see what you have done?
to the girl that you adored
I used to touch the sky but now I'm down to the floor

I gave my everything to you
and we both know who ever you replace me with
she'll never love you like I do

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His wife…his wife. Each word sliced a new gash into her heart. The words were like a razor blade across the place inside her that loved Steven Hyde. His. SLICE. Wife. SLICE. She heard the words replaying over and over again in her head like a scratched record. The words were there, but really it was like listening to Fez. It was just a bunch of clicks and buzzes. Nothing was making sense. But in reality how could it?

None of this made any sense. How had it happened? She loved Steven. She knew that he had to love her. Sure he had really never said the words, but she understood them in his touches. The small glances he gave her, making her feel like they were the only two in the whole world. In the way he held her or ran his fingers down her back when she sat on his lap. But every touch had been a lie. A loving deceit that would lead them down this road she was on now.

She had thought that even though they were so different, that the things that they had in common would hold them together. They were the orphans of the group, the only difference was that the financial status of their situations. Both had been abandoned by their mothers, but unlike her, Steven had found a loving father who took him in. Hers? Well hers was sitting in jail. Their mothers? Both losers who had ran away rather than deal with the issues of life and their children. They spent dark, sleepless nights talking about all the things they had in common that no one else seemed to see. Snuggled close sharing worries with Steven that she would never admit to anyone else. She had hoped that he was the one that saw the bitch, selfish Jackie that everyone saw was just a scared, insecure girl underneath. But her hopes proved to be wishes made on stars that faded to nothingness when the sun came.

By rights she should be angry with Michael. He did this. Michael and his in ability to understand anything always seemed to get in the way of her and Steven. His actions at the hotel had been completely unwelcome, but he never seemed to understand that once love was gone, it faded into something different. Some would say it was a different type of love. One based on past experiences and friendship. She would never feel that way about him again. He was a close friend and a part of her was proud that she was able to call him that considering all that they had been through. But when Steven had seen Michael in the midst of another stupid idiotic action, he immediately jumped to the conclusion that they had slept together. The lack of trust had hurt more than him storming out on her.

He didn't trust her – ever. Not where Michael was concerned. But he had never voiced that he still had insecurities, told her that he still worried she had feelings she was hiding. No indication that there was still some underlying doubt that she wanted to be with Michael or in some way found Steven lacking in some aspect. Was the simple truth that he was simply looking for a way out constantly and Michael was the best excuse he could use? She had never given him a reason to mistrust her, reassuring him at every turn, spending every waking moment loving him for who he was. But anytime Michael was thrown into the mix it was like she was not worthy of any of the trust she might have earned.

Maybe she had been childish when she voiced her need to be married. But she wasn't looking for now. Steven seemed to believe that the word had been lying underneath her words every time she had brought the subject up, but she had simply needed some kind of hope. When he had been sitting on the couch and said 'yet' at the end of his sentence, her heart had flared at the simple word. She wasn't asking for now, just someday. She would give up every dream she had just to know that one day she would be his. Then the knock on the door had come. At that moment she had known that it wasn't that he wasn't ready, he just simply didn't feel that way about her.

His wife…..

Following those words were the whispered ones in her voice not good enough. She wasn't good enough. That's what it all came down to right? Not good enough to not cheat on. Not good enough to trust. Not good enough to have anyone to marry her – just not good enough for anyone. Staring across the scenery from the water tower she grabbed both sides of her head, grabbing fistfuls of hair pulling. NOT GOOD ENOUGH! Closing her eyes she let out an Earth shattering scream as the tears rolled down her cheeks. Why wasn't she ever good enough?

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Steven stared at Sam sitting across from him. What the hell had he done? Fragments of that night came back to him in shattered pieces. All he had really known was that for three weeks he had been doing his best to pretend that Jackie Burkhart didn't exist. Seeing her with Kelso had always been a fine line for him. He knew it. Shattering his composer and sending him into a fit of anger and self doubt faster than speed of light. It had always been that way. He had always harbored the fear that Jackie would run back to Kelso. Kelso listened to her, where he usually blew her off. Kelso was the guy every girl wanted to be with and had made it known that he was just waiting for Jackie to be free. He had always felt it was just a matter of time for Jackie to realize she wanted the same thing. Against his better judgement Steven had let her in his closed off, indifferent heart. Not just once but twice. He loved her and for him that had been a scary new road he had never taken before. Seeing Kelso at her hotel room talking about sex and being naked had shattered the fragile offer he had come to make her.

So he had stormed out. Peeling out in his Camino he had hit the road with no clear destination in mind, all he knew is that he had to get away. Somehow he had found himself in Las Vegas. Drowning his sorrows and running away so that he didn't have to face the thought of losing Jackie. He had convinced himself for those weeks that he hated her. Every fiber in his being screamed that he should hate her. Where was all the Zen he was always spouting now? But he knew deep down that he couldn't hate her. Nothing even close.

Breaking his gaze from Sam he put his head in hands. What the hell had he done? He had liked Sam well enough, but to marry her? He was definitely king. Even Kelso's illegitimate baby daddy status couldn't trump this one.

Kelso. There was a subject he had yet to touch. He didn't want to think about him yet or why he was always so quick to blame Jackie when it took two people to cheat. It was just something else he didn't want to handle right now.

Even worse than the self pity he was feeling was the fact that he was about to hurt two different people simply because he was an idiot. Gazing back up at Sam he wondered if he should try to make it work. It would be the easiest way to get over Jackie. She would stay away from him and he could distract himself. Maybe the best of action was to take no action. Accept things the way they were, move forward. After all things couldn't get any worse, could it?

TBC...

A/N: This was just an intro, other chapters should be a tad longer. ^ ^