Author's Note: This is my first fanfic so be nice; I know it's not that great. I really wanted to use this song because it always reminds me of J/H. it's a songfic to The Winner Takes it All by ABBA. This is Jackie's POV…

Disclaimer: don't own That 70s Show, Jackie, Hyde, ABBA or their lyrics

I don't wanna talk about things we've gone through
Though it's hurting me, now it's history
I've played all my cards and that's what you've done too
Nothing more to say, no more ace to play
The winner takes it all, the loser standing small
Beside the victory, that's her destiny

So, I guess this is it Steven. We're through. You've made that perfectly clear. I'll just have to learn to accept my loss, no matter how hard that may be.

I was in your arms, thinking I belonged there
I figured it made sense, building me a fence
Building me a home, thinking I'd be strong there
But I was a fool, playing by the rules

I guess I was wrong to assume we had something. I always pictured us growing old together, but I guess you didn't see it. I can see now that I was wrong to demand a commitment from you. I think I knew you'd never marry me, I guess I was just in denial; I had to hear it from you. That's probably what made me try to leave before you could answer me. I was too scared to hear what I already knew. It was stupid of me to think you'd ever want or see a future with me.

The gods may throw a dice, their minds as cold as ice
And someone way down here, loses someone dear
The winner takes it all, the loser has to fall
It's simple and it's plain, why should I complain

Sometimes I wonder if all of this was planned for me. I guess it's just bad Karma. Someone up there is trying to punish me for the years when I was that bitchy cheerleader who made fat girls cry. It's ironic that it was our relationship that changed me for the better. I guess that's their plan though, give me something so wonderful, like true love, and then take it away. It makes sense.

But tell me does she kiss, like I used to kiss you
Does it feel the same, when she calls your name

But Steven, does she really make you happy? Is she just revenge or have you really found a replacement for me? She doesn't even call you by your first name. I just don't understand how that can be love. I always put my heart into everything for you. Is taking her clothes off in front of other men a sign of affection in her mind? I just don't see it, Steven.

Somewhere deep inside you must know I miss you
But what can I say, rules must be obeyed

You must know that I still love you and I refuse to believe that that hateful façade you put up is sincere. But I guess that's how it goes, I hurt you, so you have to hurt me back. That's the game of love, right?

The judges will decide, the likes of me abide
Spectators of the show, always staying low
The game is on again, a lover or a friend
A big thing or a small, the winner takes it all
I don't wanna talk if it makes you feel sad
And I understand, you've come to shake my hand
I apologize if it makes you feel bad
Seeing me so tense, no self-confidence

But I'm not gonna sit here and mope. I need to move on, for both our sakes. I know that seeing me this way has probably not worried you, heck it may have even given you satisfaction, but no more sad, depressed Jackie Burkhardt.

But you see
The winner takes it all
The winner takes it all

Deep down, though, I know I can never completely erase Steven Hyde from my heart. If you have erased me, then you truly have won, and for that, I envy you.