Just Another Day
Summary: Jackie and Hyde try to improve their relationship, but it starts to struggle instead, especially when Kelso sees his chance to finally get Jackie back. Takes place in the summer between season 5 & 6, before the whole 'Brooke' thing. J/H, J/K, E/D.
Disclaimer: Alas, I do not own a single thing.
a/n: PLEASE REVIEW!! ok.. I know JACKIE is way out of character.. but yea.. shes sort of depressed. you'll see. I mean, like, clinically. anyway.. this is a lot of mushyness. but just wait!! things will work out.
Chapter Six Proof
"I don't get Kelso, man." Hyde muttered as he opened the door for Jackie to get out. She took his hand and stood against him, staring up at her dark house in front of her.
"Forget Kelso." Jackie whispered as she led him to the door. She flashed him a seductive smile, something that would usually make him forget about everything and everyone else, but Kelso was repeatedly getting him pissed off and Jackie's smiles couldn't make that go away.
Jackie started to unlock the door, nervously fumbling with the keys.
Hyde squeezed her hand and she took a deep breath, finally getting the damn lock open.
They stepped inside and Hyde immediately shuddered.
"Damn, it's cold in here." Hyde said to Jackie, but she simply shrugged, flicking the lights on. "Is the heat on?"
"Um," Jackie paused, scanning the perimeters of the living room with her eyes. "I don't know." She leaned in closer to him. "But I know something that could warm us both up."
Hyde grinned in response, pushing some hair behind her ear. "Oh? And what's that?"
Jackie jumped up and down. "Hot chocolate. I'll go make some." She ran off to the kitchen as Hyde laughed to himself, shaking his head.
Jackie quickly set a pot of water to boil and ran back to Hyde, who had made himself comfortable on her father's old chair in the living room. Jackie hesitated gently, that chair had such memories, but sat down on the arm of the chair, letting her legs spill across Hyde's.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and he looked up at her, beaming.
"Steven, do you think you could. . ." Jackie let her voice trail off.
"Do you think I could what, Jacks?"
Jackie heard the tea pot steaming and jumped off him, running back to the kitchen.
Hyde laughed again, thinking about how up and down Jackie was sometimes. One minute, he thought she was going to burst into tears, and the next she was going to burst into a fit of giggles.
Jackie came back with two cups of hot chocolate, handing one to him.
She watched him intently as he sipped, leaning against the doorway of the kitchen.
"Quit staring at me." Hyde joked as he took another sip. It was warming him up quickly, which was good, because this house had to be below freezing. He wondered why Jackie seemed not to notice. Hyde wasn't one to get cold frequently... he was used to spending cold nights down in the basement. In fact, Jackie had commented on now cold it was down there, when he didn't even notice. Maybe her temperature's are all out of whack.
"What time do you have to be at work?" Jackie asked, placing her cup down on the coffee table and sitting back on the arm of the chair.
Hyde groaned, letting his cup down next to hers. "I really don't want to go."
Jackie's eyes lit up. "Then don't."
"I thought you were going to be on my ass about getting to work every day." Hyde said, bringing her down to him so he could gaze into her eyes.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed his lips gently.
"I want you to stay with me." Jackie said, in an effort to be honest. "I don't want to be alone tonight." She bit her lip as tears started to flow down her cheeks and trembled, shaking so much that she felt like she would slip right off of Hyde and down onto the floor.
Jackie couldn't tell right away what his reaction was. She could only see his lips, since his eyes were hidden behind sunglasses. Almost as if he was reading her mind, he took them off, placing them in his shirt pocket. He rubbed his eyes gently with his hand and looked back at her, holding onto her waist to steady her body, which was basically straddling him.
Here was this gorgeous, amazing girl, begging out for help.
And all he kept thinking was. . .
Can I even offer it to her?
***************
Fez flushed the toilet and ran back downstairs, in hope of catching Kelso before he ran off to Jackie. Fez knew it was a bad, no, awful idea to do this. Especially since Hyde and Jackie were so right for each other. Who ever would have thought of that combination? But they were alike in ways that no one could understand. Fez, of course, being a sensitive soul, understood.
"Kelso!" Fez shouted, staggering down onto the couch, and clutching his stomach.
A combination of a hundred candies and pink paint had made him become weak and docile.
Fez relaxed as he realized that Kelso was still sitting on the couch, looking at him with slight concern. But a bigger look of was conveyed across his face.
He had all these worries and frustrations rushing inside him.
He hated the fact that he felt so much for someone who seemingly didn't care about him anymore.
Why did he always cheat on Jackie? Why would he put her through that?
He really *had* grown over the summer, Fez thought as Kelso placed his head in his hands, rubbing his eyes.
"Do you think that if I showed up at Jackie's tonight and told her everything, she would take me back?"
Fez shook his head no. "I think Hyde will kick your ass once Jackie tells him about it, though."
"She wouldn't tell him." Kelso insisted, but remembered the speech of old Jackie and new Jackie and shut it. "Besides," He started up again as Fez grunted in pain, "I need to take this chance, Fez, or I'll never know."
"Kelso, believe me, this will only hurt you." Fez groaned. "I mean, look what happened with me and the paint. Now, I'm sick. Don't let that happen to you."
"Thanks, buddy, but this is something I just need to do, you know?" Kelso stood up, grinning optimistically.
Fez nodded, lying down as Kelso stood up.
Kelso shoved his hands in his pockets for the keys to the van and looked back at Fez before leaving, "You think that what I'm doing is dumb, don't you?"
"No, Kelso." Fez shrugged. "I think you're dumb."
"Well, ok then! See you later." Kelso said goofily, slamming the door behind him.
Fez rolled his eyes mockingly and clutched his stomach once more, before running up the stairs to gag.
*************
"Donna, what's wrong?" Eric asked as he leaned back from her.
They were parked; just like they use to back in high school.
They were even having a good make out session, but Donna just couldn't kiss her when she was so lifeless, so mad.
"Nothing." Donna spat out, scrunching up her face in anger.
"Oh, yeah, honey, that's really nothing." Donna let out a smile as Eric nuzzled into her neck. "Now, tell me what's bugging you."
"Kelso."
"Wait," Eric frowned. "You're thinking about Kelso while we're making out?"
"Oh, yes, Eric." Donna smiled sarcastically. "How else could I stand making out with you? I mean, Kelso is so pretty. Puts me right in the mood."
Eric relaxed, realizing Donna's sarcasm and held her in his arms, stroking her back gently as she continued.
"I just don't see why he can't leave Jackie and Hyde alone. Do you know what Jackie said to me the other day?" She looked at Eric, who confirmed he indeed did not know. "She said that she's only happy with Hyde and. . ."
Donna's eyes teared in remembrance of their little phone conversation yesterday. . .
*flashback*
"Hello?" Donna said cheerily as she picked up the phone.
"Donna, it's me." Jackie said quickly, as she maneuvered the phone cord around her so she could sit down on her bed.
"What's up?"
"Nothing. Kind of bored." And alone. And tired. And an insomniac.
Jackie's thoughts flashed through her head quickly and she thrust her head onto her pillow, trying to forget it.
Donna could hear the slight pain and anxiety in Jackie's voice, but knew Jackie would ever share that side of her, so asked her quickly, "How are you and Hyde?"
"Oh, Donna." Jackie's eyes immediately lit up, casting her worries aside. "Things are so great right now. I'm only happy when I'm with him."
Donna sighed as Jackie rambled, something she was kind of used to by now.
"And," Jackie's tone became really serious, causing Donna's ears to perk up with attention, "Donna, I've always been secretly jealous of how caring Eric is. You're his whole world, you know? Michael never really felt like that to me. But Steven," Jackie paused for a second. "When we're alone, Donna, he makes me feel like I'm his everything. You must know how amazing that feeling is?"
Donna nodded, glancing at a card Eric had given her recently for her birthday.
God, how amazing that feeling was.
"Donna, I'm kind of scared though."
"Why?" Donna asked, focusing back on Jackie.
"I'm happy." Jackie sighed, rolling over to face her wall. "And whenever I'm happy, things start to fall apart."
"Jackie, what could possibly happen? Hyde loves you; we can all see it."
"You're right." Jackie said, even though she wasn't so sure. "Forget it."
"Good." Donna smiled, glancing out her window at the Forman's house. "Now, I need to go call Eric. I think I'm in need of some of those amazing feelings."
"Ew, Donna." Jackie laughed before she hung up the phone.
Jackie opened up her diary, looking for the last page, staring at her 'who knows?' comment about Michael for some sort of answer to all her confusion. She got nothing.
She grabbed her pen and started to write furiously.
Dear Diary,
I'll never tell her this, but Donna always seems to make me feel better. Not this time, though. I'm kind of worried about me and Steven. I know, I know, I'm *always* worried about me and Steven. And I know it's totally not me to get all bummed out and depressed, but I am. I think it's because I finally got my visitor. PMS is a bitch. You are so lucky you don't get it! But it also has a lot to do with me being alone so much. I mean, besides Donna, I have no one to really *talk* to. And that's what I have you for. To let my frustration out. But, it's just not working anymore. I know Steven and I said we would be honest with each other, but it's just so freakin' hard for me to make words come out sometimes. The only other person. . . well, is Michael. And I think he's still kind of uncomfortable around me since he read you. Maybe I can try talking to Eric, or even Fez. But they'd probably report right back to Steven. Ahhh, everything is so confusing. And now the house is so unliveable. I mean, it's freezing cold because daddy always used to put on the heat. I don't even know how! And I'm not so good at cooking, so I'm always hungry. And, ha, don't even get me started on how messy it is here! I had to fire the maid last week, because I have like, no money left in the bank. I should never have quit my job at the cheese store at the mall, but oh well. I wanted to spend more time with Steven and on school. At least, my grades are good. Not that I could afford college at this point! Sometimes, I wish Steven would just let me cry on his shoulder. I really feel like crying. But I never do. It's so bad for me, I think. I should let it all out. I know one day I'll probably explode. .
Jackie put her hand down and closed the diary as the doorbell rang.
It was Steven, ready to take her out to dinner.
*end of flashback*
"So why are you upset?" Eric asked Donna as she shifted.
"Jackie's never been so honest. And she made me realize how lucky I am to have you!" Donna laughed as she cupped his face in her hands. "I love you, Eric."
"I love you too, Donna." Eric laughed, kissing her.
"And Jackie was so worried someone was going to rain on her parade and I know Kelso will." Donna sighed. "That's why I'm upset."
"Donna, you shouldn't worry so much about Kelso. He's persistent, but he ain't all up there." Eric laughed. "He's harmless."
"Jackie's really vulnerable sometimes." Donna muttered. "I don't know, I guess I'm over thinking it."
"You are." Eric said, kissing her again, and she completely forget about Jackie's problems.
**************
"How about this?" Hyde asked, his hands still gripping onto Jackie's waist. "I'll go to work for like an hour, then tell Roy I don't feel well come back here and hang with you for awhile."
He looked at her, biting his lip, waiting for her reaction.
She closed her eyes and he laughed nervously, wiping the tears from her cheek.
He wished she would tell him what she was thinking in that head of hers.
He's trying.
Jackie nodded in defeat and stood up, wrapping her arms around herself to warm her up.
"So I'll see you in an hour?" Hyde asked, watching her face became more and more pale and sad. He just didn't know what was wrong. "Jackie, if you want me to stay. I could."
"No, no." Jackie shook her head. "You need to go to work. How else are you going to afford being my boyfriend?" She joked, but didn't laugh.
"Are you sure?" He held her head in his hands, staring into her dark, sad eyes. That light he had seen a few minutes ago was completely gone.
"I can wait an hour." Jackie said, smiling.
"In an hour, then." Hyde said, making his way towards the door.
"In an hour." Jackie muttered as she turned to her empty house, falling back down on the couch in slight despair.
Why was she so weak and emotional all the time?
It was so annoying
She had liked it better when she was shallow and didn't have a care in the world.
Back when her boyfriend was just as shallow.
Back when she was Mrs. Kelso, not Mrs. Hyde.
Not that she didn't love Hyde. She did, much more then Michael.
But Michael was simpler.
Michael was easy. She didn't have to think so much; hurt so much.
Even when he cheated, she wasn't as upset over that compared to when Steven cheated.
Jackie dug her head into the couch cushion, praying that all these worries in her head would just stop. Why couldn't she just be happy?
She was so distraught, she couldn't even feel the tears anymore. She was so numb.
She heard someone ring the doorbell, but didn't think an hour had passed already.
She got up quickly, running with a half smile to the door, opening it wide.
"Michael?" Her jaw dropped. He always showed up at the worst times, it seemed.
"Are you crying?" He stepped inside, shutting the door behind him. "Damn, it's cold in here!"
Jackie lifted her hand to her cheek, feeling the rush of teardrops, unaware she was still crying. This was started to scare her. How could a person be so confused that they didn't know they were crying?
She felt her body fall to the floor in a heap, and stared up at Micheal, normally tall, was now a giant. He kneeled down next to her, putting his arms around her before she could protest.
"It's ok, baby." She heard him whisper as he placed her on the couch.
Jackie felt her eyelids shut completely, the first time in days.
She hadn't slept in so long, that she wasn't sure if she'd ever wake up again.
Kelso watched on, confused, as Jackie slipped into sleep.
He rubbed his hands together, and went off to go put the heat on.
Jackie probably doesn't know how to use it, he thought.
What was with her anyway? Breaking down like that?
Did Hyde do something?
Or did he *not* do something?
Kelso remembered how Jackie had complained how Hyde never really knew how to make her feel better in her diary.
But, Kelso did. Tonight was proof of that.
Proof that Jackie would finally come back to him.
Summary: Jackie and Hyde try to improve their relationship, but it starts to struggle instead, especially when Kelso sees his chance to finally get Jackie back. Takes place in the summer between season 5 & 6, before the whole 'Brooke' thing. J/H, J/K, E/D.
Disclaimer: Alas, I do not own a single thing.
a/n: PLEASE REVIEW!! ok.. I know JACKIE is way out of character.. but yea.. shes sort of depressed. you'll see. I mean, like, clinically. anyway.. this is a lot of mushyness. but just wait!! things will work out.
Chapter Six Proof
"I don't get Kelso, man." Hyde muttered as he opened the door for Jackie to get out. She took his hand and stood against him, staring up at her dark house in front of her.
"Forget Kelso." Jackie whispered as she led him to the door. She flashed him a seductive smile, something that would usually make him forget about everything and everyone else, but Kelso was repeatedly getting him pissed off and Jackie's smiles couldn't make that go away.
Jackie started to unlock the door, nervously fumbling with the keys.
Hyde squeezed her hand and she took a deep breath, finally getting the damn lock open.
They stepped inside and Hyde immediately shuddered.
"Damn, it's cold in here." Hyde said to Jackie, but she simply shrugged, flicking the lights on. "Is the heat on?"
"Um," Jackie paused, scanning the perimeters of the living room with her eyes. "I don't know." She leaned in closer to him. "But I know something that could warm us both up."
Hyde grinned in response, pushing some hair behind her ear. "Oh? And what's that?"
Jackie jumped up and down. "Hot chocolate. I'll go make some." She ran off to the kitchen as Hyde laughed to himself, shaking his head.
Jackie quickly set a pot of water to boil and ran back to Hyde, who had made himself comfortable on her father's old chair in the living room. Jackie hesitated gently, that chair had such memories, but sat down on the arm of the chair, letting her legs spill across Hyde's.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and he looked up at her, beaming.
"Steven, do you think you could. . ." Jackie let her voice trail off.
"Do you think I could what, Jacks?"
Jackie heard the tea pot steaming and jumped off him, running back to the kitchen.
Hyde laughed again, thinking about how up and down Jackie was sometimes. One minute, he thought she was going to burst into tears, and the next she was going to burst into a fit of giggles.
Jackie came back with two cups of hot chocolate, handing one to him.
She watched him intently as he sipped, leaning against the doorway of the kitchen.
"Quit staring at me." Hyde joked as he took another sip. It was warming him up quickly, which was good, because this house had to be below freezing. He wondered why Jackie seemed not to notice. Hyde wasn't one to get cold frequently... he was used to spending cold nights down in the basement. In fact, Jackie had commented on now cold it was down there, when he didn't even notice. Maybe her temperature's are all out of whack.
"What time do you have to be at work?" Jackie asked, placing her cup down on the coffee table and sitting back on the arm of the chair.
Hyde groaned, letting his cup down next to hers. "I really don't want to go."
Jackie's eyes lit up. "Then don't."
"I thought you were going to be on my ass about getting to work every day." Hyde said, bringing her down to him so he could gaze into her eyes.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed his lips gently.
"I want you to stay with me." Jackie said, in an effort to be honest. "I don't want to be alone tonight." She bit her lip as tears started to flow down her cheeks and trembled, shaking so much that she felt like she would slip right off of Hyde and down onto the floor.
Jackie couldn't tell right away what his reaction was. She could only see his lips, since his eyes were hidden behind sunglasses. Almost as if he was reading her mind, he took them off, placing them in his shirt pocket. He rubbed his eyes gently with his hand and looked back at her, holding onto her waist to steady her body, which was basically straddling him.
Here was this gorgeous, amazing girl, begging out for help.
And all he kept thinking was. . .
Can I even offer it to her?
***************
Fez flushed the toilet and ran back downstairs, in hope of catching Kelso before he ran off to Jackie. Fez knew it was a bad, no, awful idea to do this. Especially since Hyde and Jackie were so right for each other. Who ever would have thought of that combination? But they were alike in ways that no one could understand. Fez, of course, being a sensitive soul, understood.
"Kelso!" Fez shouted, staggering down onto the couch, and clutching his stomach.
A combination of a hundred candies and pink paint had made him become weak and docile.
Fez relaxed as he realized that Kelso was still sitting on the couch, looking at him with slight concern. But a bigger look of was conveyed across his face.
He had all these worries and frustrations rushing inside him.
He hated the fact that he felt so much for someone who seemingly didn't care about him anymore.
Why did he always cheat on Jackie? Why would he put her through that?
He really *had* grown over the summer, Fez thought as Kelso placed his head in his hands, rubbing his eyes.
"Do you think that if I showed up at Jackie's tonight and told her everything, she would take me back?"
Fez shook his head no. "I think Hyde will kick your ass once Jackie tells him about it, though."
"She wouldn't tell him." Kelso insisted, but remembered the speech of old Jackie and new Jackie and shut it. "Besides," He started up again as Fez grunted in pain, "I need to take this chance, Fez, or I'll never know."
"Kelso, believe me, this will only hurt you." Fez groaned. "I mean, look what happened with me and the paint. Now, I'm sick. Don't let that happen to you."
"Thanks, buddy, but this is something I just need to do, you know?" Kelso stood up, grinning optimistically.
Fez nodded, lying down as Kelso stood up.
Kelso shoved his hands in his pockets for the keys to the van and looked back at Fez before leaving, "You think that what I'm doing is dumb, don't you?"
"No, Kelso." Fez shrugged. "I think you're dumb."
"Well, ok then! See you later." Kelso said goofily, slamming the door behind him.
Fez rolled his eyes mockingly and clutched his stomach once more, before running up the stairs to gag.
*************
"Donna, what's wrong?" Eric asked as he leaned back from her.
They were parked; just like they use to back in high school.
They were even having a good make out session, but Donna just couldn't kiss her when she was so lifeless, so mad.
"Nothing." Donna spat out, scrunching up her face in anger.
"Oh, yeah, honey, that's really nothing." Donna let out a smile as Eric nuzzled into her neck. "Now, tell me what's bugging you."
"Kelso."
"Wait," Eric frowned. "You're thinking about Kelso while we're making out?"
"Oh, yes, Eric." Donna smiled sarcastically. "How else could I stand making out with you? I mean, Kelso is so pretty. Puts me right in the mood."
Eric relaxed, realizing Donna's sarcasm and held her in his arms, stroking her back gently as she continued.
"I just don't see why he can't leave Jackie and Hyde alone. Do you know what Jackie said to me the other day?" She looked at Eric, who confirmed he indeed did not know. "She said that she's only happy with Hyde and. . ."
Donna's eyes teared in remembrance of their little phone conversation yesterday. . .
*flashback*
"Hello?" Donna said cheerily as she picked up the phone.
"Donna, it's me." Jackie said quickly, as she maneuvered the phone cord around her so she could sit down on her bed.
"What's up?"
"Nothing. Kind of bored." And alone. And tired. And an insomniac.
Jackie's thoughts flashed through her head quickly and she thrust her head onto her pillow, trying to forget it.
Donna could hear the slight pain and anxiety in Jackie's voice, but knew Jackie would ever share that side of her, so asked her quickly, "How are you and Hyde?"
"Oh, Donna." Jackie's eyes immediately lit up, casting her worries aside. "Things are so great right now. I'm only happy when I'm with him."
Donna sighed as Jackie rambled, something she was kind of used to by now.
"And," Jackie's tone became really serious, causing Donna's ears to perk up with attention, "Donna, I've always been secretly jealous of how caring Eric is. You're his whole world, you know? Michael never really felt like that to me. But Steven," Jackie paused for a second. "When we're alone, Donna, he makes me feel like I'm his everything. You must know how amazing that feeling is?"
Donna nodded, glancing at a card Eric had given her recently for her birthday.
God, how amazing that feeling was.
"Donna, I'm kind of scared though."
"Why?" Donna asked, focusing back on Jackie.
"I'm happy." Jackie sighed, rolling over to face her wall. "And whenever I'm happy, things start to fall apart."
"Jackie, what could possibly happen? Hyde loves you; we can all see it."
"You're right." Jackie said, even though she wasn't so sure. "Forget it."
"Good." Donna smiled, glancing out her window at the Forman's house. "Now, I need to go call Eric. I think I'm in need of some of those amazing feelings."
"Ew, Donna." Jackie laughed before she hung up the phone.
Jackie opened up her diary, looking for the last page, staring at her 'who knows?' comment about Michael for some sort of answer to all her confusion. She got nothing.
She grabbed her pen and started to write furiously.
Dear Diary,
I'll never tell her this, but Donna always seems to make me feel better. Not this time, though. I'm kind of worried about me and Steven. I know, I know, I'm *always* worried about me and Steven. And I know it's totally not me to get all bummed out and depressed, but I am. I think it's because I finally got my visitor. PMS is a bitch. You are so lucky you don't get it! But it also has a lot to do with me being alone so much. I mean, besides Donna, I have no one to really *talk* to. And that's what I have you for. To let my frustration out. But, it's just not working anymore. I know Steven and I said we would be honest with each other, but it's just so freakin' hard for me to make words come out sometimes. The only other person. . . well, is Michael. And I think he's still kind of uncomfortable around me since he read you. Maybe I can try talking to Eric, or even Fez. But they'd probably report right back to Steven. Ahhh, everything is so confusing. And now the house is so unliveable. I mean, it's freezing cold because daddy always used to put on the heat. I don't even know how! And I'm not so good at cooking, so I'm always hungry. And, ha, don't even get me started on how messy it is here! I had to fire the maid last week, because I have like, no money left in the bank. I should never have quit my job at the cheese store at the mall, but oh well. I wanted to spend more time with Steven and on school. At least, my grades are good. Not that I could afford college at this point! Sometimes, I wish Steven would just let me cry on his shoulder. I really feel like crying. But I never do. It's so bad for me, I think. I should let it all out. I know one day I'll probably explode. .
Jackie put her hand down and closed the diary as the doorbell rang.
It was Steven, ready to take her out to dinner.
*end of flashback*
"So why are you upset?" Eric asked Donna as she shifted.
"Jackie's never been so honest. And she made me realize how lucky I am to have you!" Donna laughed as she cupped his face in her hands. "I love you, Eric."
"I love you too, Donna." Eric laughed, kissing her.
"And Jackie was so worried someone was going to rain on her parade and I know Kelso will." Donna sighed. "That's why I'm upset."
"Donna, you shouldn't worry so much about Kelso. He's persistent, but he ain't all up there." Eric laughed. "He's harmless."
"Jackie's really vulnerable sometimes." Donna muttered. "I don't know, I guess I'm over thinking it."
"You are." Eric said, kissing her again, and she completely forget about Jackie's problems.
**************
"How about this?" Hyde asked, his hands still gripping onto Jackie's waist. "I'll go to work for like an hour, then tell Roy I don't feel well come back here and hang with you for awhile."
He looked at her, biting his lip, waiting for her reaction.
She closed her eyes and he laughed nervously, wiping the tears from her cheek.
He wished she would tell him what she was thinking in that head of hers.
He's trying.
Jackie nodded in defeat and stood up, wrapping her arms around herself to warm her up.
"So I'll see you in an hour?" Hyde asked, watching her face became more and more pale and sad. He just didn't know what was wrong. "Jackie, if you want me to stay. I could."
"No, no." Jackie shook her head. "You need to go to work. How else are you going to afford being my boyfriend?" She joked, but didn't laugh.
"Are you sure?" He held her head in his hands, staring into her dark, sad eyes. That light he had seen a few minutes ago was completely gone.
"I can wait an hour." Jackie said, smiling.
"In an hour, then." Hyde said, making his way towards the door.
"In an hour." Jackie muttered as she turned to her empty house, falling back down on the couch in slight despair.
Why was she so weak and emotional all the time?
It was so annoying
She had liked it better when she was shallow and didn't have a care in the world.
Back when her boyfriend was just as shallow.
Back when she was Mrs. Kelso, not Mrs. Hyde.
Not that she didn't love Hyde. She did, much more then Michael.
But Michael was simpler.
Michael was easy. She didn't have to think so much; hurt so much.
Even when he cheated, she wasn't as upset over that compared to when Steven cheated.
Jackie dug her head into the couch cushion, praying that all these worries in her head would just stop. Why couldn't she just be happy?
She was so distraught, she couldn't even feel the tears anymore. She was so numb.
She heard someone ring the doorbell, but didn't think an hour had passed already.
She got up quickly, running with a half smile to the door, opening it wide.
"Michael?" Her jaw dropped. He always showed up at the worst times, it seemed.
"Are you crying?" He stepped inside, shutting the door behind him. "Damn, it's cold in here!"
Jackie lifted her hand to her cheek, feeling the rush of teardrops, unaware she was still crying. This was started to scare her. How could a person be so confused that they didn't know they were crying?
She felt her body fall to the floor in a heap, and stared up at Micheal, normally tall, was now a giant. He kneeled down next to her, putting his arms around her before she could protest.
"It's ok, baby." She heard him whisper as he placed her on the couch.
Jackie felt her eyelids shut completely, the first time in days.
She hadn't slept in so long, that she wasn't sure if she'd ever wake up again.
Kelso watched on, confused, as Jackie slipped into sleep.
He rubbed his hands together, and went off to go put the heat on.
Jackie probably doesn't know how to use it, he thought.
What was with her anyway? Breaking down like that?
Did Hyde do something?
Or did he *not* do something?
Kelso remembered how Jackie had complained how Hyde never really knew how to make her feel better in her diary.
But, Kelso did. Tonight was proof of that.
Proof that Jackie would finally come back to him.