~*~
One thing I've learned. It's never really over.
Lasted longer than I thought though. Almost a year.
I was sure she was going to let it slip. One night when we were all really drunk. Or high. Or during a particularly nasty break-up with Kelso.
But she didn't.
She was also really good at hiding what she was feeling. Most of the time.
Every once in a while I'd catch her looking at me again. And I'd see a little flush in her cheeks like she was thinking something she shouldn't be. Or should I say, remembering something that shouldn't have happened.
But that was as far as it went.
Until the other night.
~*~
There should be a rule. Jackie and I can't be alone together watching TV. Must be the air in the Formans basement. Makes a person do crazy things.
At that moment it was telling me to throw her down on the couch and unbutton her shirt with my teeth.
Thought I was passed that.
Turns out neither of us were, 'cause two seconds later I'm sticking my tongue down her throat and she was showing me how to most efficiently undo my belt.
It's kind of all a blur after that.
~*~
She says it's over between her and Kelso.
More importantly she says it while she's sitting on the washing machine, skirt hiked up around her waist.
Not like that matters.
Do I believe it will last? Not for a second. In the past year they've broken up and gotten back together more times than I can count.
Only difference between this time and the last hundred is me.
Screwing his girlfriend.
Very well, I might add.
~*~
So Jackie's dad is going to jail.
That's rough. I know, I've been there.
You should have seen how upset she was; on the verge of tears when she ran into the basement. And just like always, she came right to me.
This is the point where I should have played it cool. Pretended like I couldn't stand to be that close to her.
But I didn't.
Like an automatic response, habitual from weeks of practice; Jackie walks into a room and I need to touch her. Then, when she's in my arms, I kiss her.
You know, like always.
Except for the part where I forgot every one else was in the room.
~*~
Turns out I was the one who got us busted.
Who would have thought?
Probably would have gotten away with it if it were just a slip of the tongue. Had to kiss her though.
Couldn't have been private. Had to be out in the open. In front of all our friends.
And they still can't put two and two together.
They think it's new and weird.
They'll never understand us because they don't know the truth.
That what was wrong might have just turned out to be right.
The End.
