So this is my first story ever! Please let me know. Constructive critisism is very welcomed! R&R please!
Hyde quietly walked out of his room muttering something about "her fault" not noticing Donna and Eric sitting in the basement couch.
"Wanna share something with the class, Mr. Hyde?" Donna giggled.
"What are you doing here?" Hyde jumped
"Watching a movie." Donna answered and Eric got up saying something about getting popcorn and going to the bathroom.
"So is Jackie in there?" Donna jerked her head to Hyde's room.
"Yea"
"And you're out here…?"
"…yea?" Hyde asked not following her.
"Well, Eric's in the bathroom so we have a while. To, you know, talk."
"Why would I want to talk? I'm fine." He avoided her eyes.
"Uh huh…. Then why were you grumbling about something being someone's fault at 2:30 am?"
"Common, I'm always up late."
Rolling her eyes she deadpanned, "What's wrong, Hyde?"
Sighing, he sat down on the back of the couch.
"It's Jackie, man, she's driving me crazy!"
Donna started to worry, knowing how much Jackie liked Hyde, hearing how much he can't stand her. Her worries were ended when he started to talk again.
"So in the beginning, when we were just fooling around, it was all fun, no worries you know? Then, when Kelso and I were talking about it and I guess he was trying to scare me or whatever, but he said, "it's fun now but just wait, with her it's all or nothing." And then you were trying to get me to trust her and you were all, "for the first time, make an acceptation, let her in, bla, bla bla" but I'm not worried, I didn't let it get to me."
My friend assures me, "It's all or nothing."
I am not worried, I am not overly concerned.
My friend implores me, "For one time only,
make an exception." I am not worried.
"But then I started listening to her, and I didn't just pretend to listen to her, and I thought it was getting to far. I thought I should just lie to her and try to keep it as casual as possible, pretending she couldn't talk and just look at her" he and Donna smiled knowing about his tendency to mute her out and mentally put her in a coconut bikini.
"I'm not worried about it, whatever, she's a cool chick I can stand being with her for a bit longer. She says I'm changing, like she can tell I start liking her, me actually wanting her for more than physical stuff. But everyone changes, it's not weird for me to think of other things."
Wrap her up in a package of lies,
Send her off to a coconut island.
I am not worried, I am not overly concerned with the status of my emotions.
"Oh," she says, "you're changing."
We're always changing...
"And I'm not upset by saying it isn't love. Obviously, we aren't in love, if you don't talk about it then it's not, you know? I was fine with that, but I felt something else there, I didn't know what but something in between the lines and….." Hyde trailed off and smiled, blurting out exactly what's on his mind, "She calls me Steven, man. It weird but I like it, it makes me want to change my name"
It does not bother me to say this isn't love.
Because if you don't want to talk about it then it isn't love.
And I guess I'm gonna have to live with that.
But I'm sure there's something in a shade of gray,
Or something in between,
and I can always change my name
if that's what you mean.
"Then I realized that Kelso wasn't just talking about Jackie not want a fling, he meant me wanting more. But I pushed it away, telling myself the things you tell yourself to help with ignoring it and not thinking about it."
My friend assures me, "It's all or nothing."
But I am not really worried, I am not overly concerned.
You try to tell yourself the things you try to tell yourself
to make yourself forget. To make yourself forget.
"Then she starts on about love and the consequences… consequences? Like what? And I see her sleeping and sh-she's shaking and I can't stop touching her and…."
I am not worried.
"If it's love," she said, "then we're gonna have to think about the consequences."
But she can't stop shaking and I can't stop touching her and."
"She just seems so perfect, how she looks, how hopeful she can be, how happy, how she can make a day better just by be hear… it all seems unreal, and Jackie's starting to change her mind about us just being a fling. And I'm not ready for this sort of thing," He didn't know why he was saying this, but it was coming out and he didn't mind.
This time when kindness falls like rain
it washes her away. And Anna begins to change her mind.
"These seconds when I'm shaking leave me shuddering for days," she says.
And I'm not ready for this sort of thing.
"But I'm not gonna break, she's not gonna win. I said just a fling, no strings and I meant it. I'm not gonna worry about it anymore" he paused, thinking about her words on Valentine's Day, right after he broke up with her "I feel like I should say it back, you know? But it's not that easy, I can't just say it like she can. Maybe I should just break it off now, just store her in the back of my memory. I mean, I did it with my own parents and a lot of others; I can do it. But then I started to think about what I would be missing, I would miss her. And I can't get sleep in our—my room. In the complete quiet, no sleep, I just stare at her. Thinking about what I would lose without her "
But I'm not gonna break and I'm not gonna worry about it anymore.
I'm not gonna bend, and I'm not gonna break. And I'm not going to worry about it anymore.
It seems like I should say, "As long as this is love..."
But it's not all that easy,
So maybe I should snap her up in a butterfly net
And pin her down on a photograph album.
I am not worried cuz I've done this sort of thing before.
But then I start to think about the consequences,
and I don't get no sleep in a quiet room and...
"When see anything, I think of her, a memory, something she said, something she did and Jackie's beginning to change my mind, and every time she freaking sneezes I think I love her and… oh, God I'm not ready for this sort of thing."
This time when kindness falls like rain
it washes me away. And Anna begins to change my mind.
And every time she sneezes I believe it's love and,
Oh lord, I'm not ready for this sort of thing.
"She talks in her sleep, did you know that?" Donna simply shook her head as Hyde gave a small smile. "Yea, when she has a bad dream, tossing and turning, it keeps me awake sometimes… And every word is gibberish but I understand it and .. and… God, what and I gonna do?"
She's talking in her sleep.
It's keeping me awake. And Anna begins to toss and turn.
And every word is nonsense but I understand and,
Oh lord, I'm not ready for this sort of thing.
"Everything that I like about her reminds me of how different we are. How we don't belong, but I can't see her out of my life. I'm not breaking up with her. Oh god, I'm not ready for this sort of thing."
Her kindness bangs a gong;
it's moving me along. And Anna begins to fade away.
It's chasing me away. She disappears, and
Oh lord, I'm not ready for this sort of thing.
Putting his head in his hands, he breathed deeply. If this were anyone else he wouldn't have said all this. He could talk to Donna without being considered a girly person.
About to answer him Donna heard Eric coming downstairs.
"We'll talk later. Night Hyde." She Whispered
"Night Donna"
Chapter two coming, maybe if anyone likes it.
Not all chapters will be a song fiction, only the first one.