HEEEY...--okay so ive had this written like a fuckload long time, i just
haven't posted it coz no one's reviewed..but now someone did so BLESS
YOU!!!! no seriously,(Candy.7) you *points*made me all happyness lol..i
have like all of this story done, so if i get more reviews ill post it..ok
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disclaimer-don't own em..except that rob dude...so i guess i own him!
:::...chapter 3...:::
"Yo Pincicotti!!" I heard him yell, motioning his hand for me to come over there. I looked around first, acting like I didn't know who he was talking to, just in case I saw someone I knew. When I figured the coast was clear, I headed over there.
"Rob, just hurry up and give me the shit, and I'll go." I figited, shifting my weight from one foot to the other, my hands in my pockets looking around as if I didn't understand what was going on.
"Whoa, Donna chill out." He put his hands on my shoulders looking at me in the eyes, his eyes just as bloodshot as mine, I could tell he'd been taken a fair share of his own drugs, also.
I've seen him around at school a couple times, back in Junior High. He was always the 'bad ass' guy. The one that'd get suspended from school for smoking at the dance, you know the type. He reminded me much of Hyde, except more bad. He had black hair, that had a few streaks of blonde here and there, much as if he'd tried to bleach it, but it didn't go through all the way. He wore a white shirt, that stuck to his skin in a tight way, baggy jeans, and a black jacket. He wasn't bad looking at all. Not that I was attracted to him or anything. I suppose not.
"You're right. I'm just kinda all...ya know...frazzled."
He nodded, understandingly, as he hugged me, slipping the ziploc bag with a few pills into the front pocket in my jacket. I smiled, gently looking at him.
"Thanks."
He kissed me on the cheek, in a playful manner. "You're so cute." He chuckled randomly. I laughed, as I replied, "Thanks...I guess." He nodded his head upward in a half nod, not bringing it down, just nodding cooly.
"I'll talk to you later...Hey, if you wanna go out sometime...You uh, have my number."
I smiled. "Yeah...I'd like that." Oh yeah, Eric. The thought just raced through my head, not remembering him. Oh My God, how the hell could I forget him? "Oh..Yeah, uh I have a boyfriend..."
"Who?"
"Eric Forman."
"Ohh.." He laughed. "Yeah, I know him. Well, I've heard of him...You know."
"Yeah..He can be a pain in the ass...but I guess I love him." I laughed, as did he.
"Well, if ya ever don't love him, you can always come see me." He giggled, as he stood up, and walked towards the door, as I followed him.
"Sure will." I nodded as he leaned in closer to me. At that moment he kissed me, and it was more magical than any kiss Eric's ever gave me.
"DONNA?!" I heard a familiar voice. Oh shit. It was Hyde.
I backed away. "Go, Rob...Damn it!" I pushed him away from me, fakely acting angry, and he smiled, wiping his cheek off with the back of his hand. He laughed as he walked away and headed down the street, the wind making his hair move gently. On the inside I was smiling, but on the outside...I wasn't. How the hell was I ever going to explain this to Hyde?
"What the hell, Donna?" He looked at me, turning me around so I was facing him.
I figured if I was going to tell someone about the little--drug problem--it'd be Hyde I'd want to talk to. So I took his hand, and led him in The Pub, as we sat in a two-seat table in the corner of the room.
I explained it all, and Hyde understood me better than I thought Eric ever would.
"Donna...You hafta stop this shit." He said after I told him the whole story, nearly after an hour passed.
"I know. I know I do, and I've tried." I lied, not meeting his eyes, as I played with my straw in my drink.
"No you haven't." He laughed, knowing I was lying.
"Okay...OKAY but ya know." I rolled my eyes.
"Yeah, I do...But Donna you need to stop before you hurt yourself."
"I HAVE hurt myself. This whole time I've been hurting myself, wanting to."
"Well, now you have...you should stop." He looked at me, seriously, as I understood how much of a good friend he was, and always has been, although I seemed to just now figure it out.
I hesitated for a moment, as I took a deep, long sigh. "Thanks." I said, not wanting to lose my temper as I do with Eric so often anymore.
He put his hand on my shoulder. "Donna..this is good." He laughed, as he continued.
"And why's that?" I giggled, looking at him strangely.
"You've got issues now..." He smiled. "Welcome to my world." He rolled his eyes, opening his arms to the sides, as we both stood up. I playfully punched him in the shoulder, as we both walked out.
disclaimer-don't own em..except that rob dude...so i guess i own him!
:::...chapter 3...:::
"Yo Pincicotti!!" I heard him yell, motioning his hand for me to come over there. I looked around first, acting like I didn't know who he was talking to, just in case I saw someone I knew. When I figured the coast was clear, I headed over there.
"Rob, just hurry up and give me the shit, and I'll go." I figited, shifting my weight from one foot to the other, my hands in my pockets looking around as if I didn't understand what was going on.
"Whoa, Donna chill out." He put his hands on my shoulders looking at me in the eyes, his eyes just as bloodshot as mine, I could tell he'd been taken a fair share of his own drugs, also.
I've seen him around at school a couple times, back in Junior High. He was always the 'bad ass' guy. The one that'd get suspended from school for smoking at the dance, you know the type. He reminded me much of Hyde, except more bad. He had black hair, that had a few streaks of blonde here and there, much as if he'd tried to bleach it, but it didn't go through all the way. He wore a white shirt, that stuck to his skin in a tight way, baggy jeans, and a black jacket. He wasn't bad looking at all. Not that I was attracted to him or anything. I suppose not.
"You're right. I'm just kinda all...ya know...frazzled."
He nodded, understandingly, as he hugged me, slipping the ziploc bag with a few pills into the front pocket in my jacket. I smiled, gently looking at him.
"Thanks."
He kissed me on the cheek, in a playful manner. "You're so cute." He chuckled randomly. I laughed, as I replied, "Thanks...I guess." He nodded his head upward in a half nod, not bringing it down, just nodding cooly.
"I'll talk to you later...Hey, if you wanna go out sometime...You uh, have my number."
I smiled. "Yeah...I'd like that." Oh yeah, Eric. The thought just raced through my head, not remembering him. Oh My God, how the hell could I forget him? "Oh..Yeah, uh I have a boyfriend..."
"Who?"
"Eric Forman."
"Ohh.." He laughed. "Yeah, I know him. Well, I've heard of him...You know."
"Yeah..He can be a pain in the ass...but I guess I love him." I laughed, as did he.
"Well, if ya ever don't love him, you can always come see me." He giggled, as he stood up, and walked towards the door, as I followed him.
"Sure will." I nodded as he leaned in closer to me. At that moment he kissed me, and it was more magical than any kiss Eric's ever gave me.
"DONNA?!" I heard a familiar voice. Oh shit. It was Hyde.
I backed away. "Go, Rob...Damn it!" I pushed him away from me, fakely acting angry, and he smiled, wiping his cheek off with the back of his hand. He laughed as he walked away and headed down the street, the wind making his hair move gently. On the inside I was smiling, but on the outside...I wasn't. How the hell was I ever going to explain this to Hyde?
"What the hell, Donna?" He looked at me, turning me around so I was facing him.
I figured if I was going to tell someone about the little--drug problem--it'd be Hyde I'd want to talk to. So I took his hand, and led him in The Pub, as we sat in a two-seat table in the corner of the room.
I explained it all, and Hyde understood me better than I thought Eric ever would.
"Donna...You hafta stop this shit." He said after I told him the whole story, nearly after an hour passed.
"I know. I know I do, and I've tried." I lied, not meeting his eyes, as I played with my straw in my drink.
"No you haven't." He laughed, knowing I was lying.
"Okay...OKAY but ya know." I rolled my eyes.
"Yeah, I do...But Donna you need to stop before you hurt yourself."
"I HAVE hurt myself. This whole time I've been hurting myself, wanting to."
"Well, now you have...you should stop." He looked at me, seriously, as I understood how much of a good friend he was, and always has been, although I seemed to just now figure it out.
I hesitated for a moment, as I took a deep, long sigh. "Thanks." I said, not wanting to lose my temper as I do with Eric so often anymore.
He put his hand on my shoulder. "Donna..this is good." He laughed, as he continued.
"And why's that?" I giggled, looking at him strangely.
"You've got issues now..." He smiled. "Welcome to my world." He rolled his eyes, opening his arms to the sides, as we both stood up. I playfully punched him in the shoulder, as we both walked out.