Disclaimer: I don't own that 70's show or any of the characters and sadly
I'm not friends with any of the cast members.
Summary: Jackie POV of current events
Author Note: I not rich so please don't sue me. Read and Review any feedback will be great.
How could Steven do this to me, after every that happens with Michael; you think he would not pull the same shit with me. And it hurts even worse because I truly love Steven, while Michael was just puppy love. Steven seem to think he was a fall back guy, while I waited for Michael to come back to me. The truth of the matter is Michael was the fall back guy, who I turn to because I knew what I could expect from him. Steven was the real deal, because I could trust him. Of course using past tense on trust, now he turned into Michael. Which is stupid because Steven was such a better man that Michael ever could be.
Whenever I needed a knight in shinning armor, Steven would come to rescue me. He would let me be myself, a crying-blubbering-no makeup girl hurting from the world. And I'm not talking about when Michael cheated on me with every slut in Point Place. I'm talking about when Daddy went to prison and Steven shaved his beard that he was so proud off. Then when we were alone he held me, letting me cry into his shoulder. Then when Mom pulled her disappearing act, I didn't need to tell him he just knew all the bad shit that was happening. He knew from experience how much it hurt to be deserted by a parent, Steven would simply hold me-making me feel safe and whole. We never talk about my spending the night, it just happened.
I remember that I was at my house and I had woken from a horrible dream where everyone was laughing at my present life. I woke up with sweat covering every portion of my skin. I had to get out of the house, the emptiness consume me. So I quickly changed out of my sweat drench pajamas, rumbling around in my drawers until I found a dry pair of sweats and Steven's Led Zeppelin shirt. Slipping into the coolness of the soft cotton I instantly felt my nerves began to calm. Slipping some sandals on my feet, I ran down stairs. Grabbing my car keys I lunged for the car; I was at the Formans in five minutes. I parked down the street so not to call attention to myself, then I speed walked until I was at the basement door. I said a silent prayer hoping Steven was a light sleeper. First I checked on the door, luckily it was unlocked. The Formans are fortune to have nothing that anyone would truly want to steal. I open the door and come face to face with Steven, he heard the door open and was holding a wooden bat tightly in his grip.
"Jacks, what the hell are you doing here at two in the morning?" All of my built up feelings exploded and I began to silently weep. Steven noiselessly dropped the bat and took me in his arms whispering soft words into my ears. "Hey baby I'm sorry, its okay everything will be okay."
"How can it be Steven? Daddy in jail, my Mother is probably finishing off her fifth round of drinks, and the house is so quiet. I have nothing, I have no one." He wouldn't let me finished; Steven simply put a finger up to my mouth to silence me.
Steven looked deep inside in me "Jackie, you don't have nothing, I will always be here for you." He put his right hand over his chest "I promise you right now, that I will never leave you.ever."
A smile crept up on me "you know what this means don't you, I own you forever now."
Steven half smiled "I wouldn't have it any other way," he gently kiss me "now I think we both need some sleep" taking my hand he led me to his bedroom. Steven's room has a stale smell to it and his bed is small. He has cotton sheets and a wooly blanket. But to tell you the truth when I slid into that bed next to him and he put his arms around me. I felt so happy and secure that I drifted into a peaceful sleep.
Those were the good times we were each other everything. People wonder how such opposites could be a couple. I'm the bitch cheerleader; he's the sarcastic rebel. But we really are not that different, both are fathers have been to jail. Our Dads were never a part of life, always trying to be the best friend to late instead of a parent. Our Moms are both drunks and both deserted us to fend for ourselves. We grew up listening to our parents fight constantly and having to deal with our parents' constant lovers. We both can be very gullible in thinking someone's changed his or her hurtful ways and we can let him or her back into our lives.
I guess that why I'm in such pain, Steven and I had an understanding neither of us were going to become like the people who hurt us. We were going to be strong together; nothing could hurt us together. Except a stupid chestnut colored haired buffoon ex-boyfriend of mine. Maybe one day in the future I can forgive Steven and we can move past this. I secretly hope that day is sooner then farther away.
Okay that all for now-next chapter is all about Eric.
Summary: Jackie POV of current events
Author Note: I not rich so please don't sue me. Read and Review any feedback will be great.
How could Steven do this to me, after every that happens with Michael; you think he would not pull the same shit with me. And it hurts even worse because I truly love Steven, while Michael was just puppy love. Steven seem to think he was a fall back guy, while I waited for Michael to come back to me. The truth of the matter is Michael was the fall back guy, who I turn to because I knew what I could expect from him. Steven was the real deal, because I could trust him. Of course using past tense on trust, now he turned into Michael. Which is stupid because Steven was such a better man that Michael ever could be.
Whenever I needed a knight in shinning armor, Steven would come to rescue me. He would let me be myself, a crying-blubbering-no makeup girl hurting from the world. And I'm not talking about when Michael cheated on me with every slut in Point Place. I'm talking about when Daddy went to prison and Steven shaved his beard that he was so proud off. Then when we were alone he held me, letting me cry into his shoulder. Then when Mom pulled her disappearing act, I didn't need to tell him he just knew all the bad shit that was happening. He knew from experience how much it hurt to be deserted by a parent, Steven would simply hold me-making me feel safe and whole. We never talk about my spending the night, it just happened.
I remember that I was at my house and I had woken from a horrible dream where everyone was laughing at my present life. I woke up with sweat covering every portion of my skin. I had to get out of the house, the emptiness consume me. So I quickly changed out of my sweat drench pajamas, rumbling around in my drawers until I found a dry pair of sweats and Steven's Led Zeppelin shirt. Slipping into the coolness of the soft cotton I instantly felt my nerves began to calm. Slipping some sandals on my feet, I ran down stairs. Grabbing my car keys I lunged for the car; I was at the Formans in five minutes. I parked down the street so not to call attention to myself, then I speed walked until I was at the basement door. I said a silent prayer hoping Steven was a light sleeper. First I checked on the door, luckily it was unlocked. The Formans are fortune to have nothing that anyone would truly want to steal. I open the door and come face to face with Steven, he heard the door open and was holding a wooden bat tightly in his grip.
"Jacks, what the hell are you doing here at two in the morning?" All of my built up feelings exploded and I began to silently weep. Steven noiselessly dropped the bat and took me in his arms whispering soft words into my ears. "Hey baby I'm sorry, its okay everything will be okay."
"How can it be Steven? Daddy in jail, my Mother is probably finishing off her fifth round of drinks, and the house is so quiet. I have nothing, I have no one." He wouldn't let me finished; Steven simply put a finger up to my mouth to silence me.
Steven looked deep inside in me "Jackie, you don't have nothing, I will always be here for you." He put his right hand over his chest "I promise you right now, that I will never leave you.ever."
A smile crept up on me "you know what this means don't you, I own you forever now."
Steven half smiled "I wouldn't have it any other way," he gently kiss me "now I think we both need some sleep" taking my hand he led me to his bedroom. Steven's room has a stale smell to it and his bed is small. He has cotton sheets and a wooly blanket. But to tell you the truth when I slid into that bed next to him and he put his arms around me. I felt so happy and secure that I drifted into a peaceful sleep.
Those were the good times we were each other everything. People wonder how such opposites could be a couple. I'm the bitch cheerleader; he's the sarcastic rebel. But we really are not that different, both are fathers have been to jail. Our Dads were never a part of life, always trying to be the best friend to late instead of a parent. Our Moms are both drunks and both deserted us to fend for ourselves. We grew up listening to our parents fight constantly and having to deal with our parents' constant lovers. We both can be very gullible in thinking someone's changed his or her hurtful ways and we can let him or her back into our lives.
I guess that why I'm in such pain, Steven and I had an understanding neither of us were going to become like the people who hurt us. We were going to be strong together; nothing could hurt us together. Except a stupid chestnut colored haired buffoon ex-boyfriend of mine. Maybe one day in the future I can forgive Steven and we can move past this. I secretly hope that day is sooner then farther away.
Okay that all for now-next chapter is all about Eric.
