Dealing
Author's Note: Just a one shot angsty thing. It's Jackie and Hyde of course, but it's not really time specific. Anytime when they were together and Eric may have made Donna upset. I just wonder if Jackie ever gets jealous of how Hyde used to feel about Donna since we know how crazy he gets about how she used to feel for Kelso. Let me know what you think, thanks. And enjoy!
Disclaimer: Not Mine.
I knew you used to love her.
So I always silently prayed you didn't wish I was her while you were kissing me.
I guess she was for me what Michael was for you.
Except she was more dangerous. There's always an appeal to what might have been but never was.
But through time, and your loving gestures that said what you could not, I learned that I was the only girl on your mind and in your heart.
I realized you never really loved her, because I was the one who taught you what love meant.
That doesn't mean the jealousy ever went away though. I just acknowledged it was irrational.
Sometimes it would bother me that my boyfriend and best friend were so close. Sometimes I wasn't fine when you two would giggle at your private "Isn't Jackie shallow" jokes.
Sometimes I wasn't fine when you'd stay behind in the basement with her, alone, and talk about music and drink beer, rather than walking me home.
Sometimes I wasn't fine, but I dealt with it.
I didn't need to worry, I told myself, because neither of you would ever hurt me.
Oh how naïve a young girl in love can be.
Before she learns the thrust of truth behind the phrase: We hurt the ones we love the most.
And you had felt it was your duty to go to her, to comfort her.
You went with good intentions and a whole case of beer.
And I could just picture you sitting there, in the dark, beside her. Drinking to ease her broken heart.
Before you both conspired to break mine.
A friendly hug turned into a beyond-friendly kiss.
A kiss became more before either of you could think to stop it.
And even though you swear, in your drunken head, it became me you were making love to, that never managed to bring me any relief at all.
I'm back to praying you don't think of her while kissing me.
Sometimes I pray you don't kiss me at all, just in case.
But I deal with it. Because I know you love me. And that's all that matters.
Isn't it?