Yay, my latest story. I know I don't have a very god reputation for finishing stories, but I'm trying a new coupling so bare with me on this one. I don't own T7S or anything that has to do with it. Read and enjoy. If you are uncomfortable with spousal abuse or abusive bfs then I suggest you stop here. There isn't a lot in this chapter but it will progress, and yes I am making Hyde the villain. Something new to try, if you don't like where this is going, leave now. Thank you to those who review: D
I do not own any of the characters of the 70s show, if I did my work would be aired on national television, not posted on fanfictionJ
Erik's POV
I looked out the window of the Vista Cruiser nervously, glancing from Jackie to the road. "You know I'm not so sure this was a good idea." I said slowly as she rolled through a stop sign, nearly hitting an elderly pedestrian.
"Shit." she muttered slamming on the brakes and pulling to the curb. "Oh god, I'm horrible. How the hell am I supposed to see my mother like this?" I shrugged. "I should never have told her I could drive…or that I'm engaged." She said pitifully, slamming her head onto the steering wheel. She what?
"You what?" I asked, feeling my face go into that shocked expression I seem to get a little too often. She just lifted her head slightly, looking at me miserably.
"What was I supposed to do Erik? I mean it was the first real letter she ever sent me that didn't start with: "Jackie darling, I finally sobered enough to send a post card." And then what does she write? I'm coming down in a week or so and you better have cleaned your act up young lady no child of mine lives alone. You're too pretty for that. And oh yeah, I need you to pick me up from the airport I'll probably be too drunk to drive." She finished angrily.
"Jackie…you're not engaged." I managed. I knew I had to say something quick, though I wasn't sure it was the right thing. If things go too silent in situations like this, she starts balling. But she didn't, she just smiled at me for a moment before replying
" I know, I know." She said happily, slapping my knee excitedly. "But this is the good part. I'm in love with Steven. I know I am and all I have to do is tell him. Then when my mom gets here we can play house for a few days and she'll leave…again." Oh thank god she finally picked one. I've seen enough black eyes to last me a lifetime, mostly Kelso's mind you, but still. Him and Hyde had been at it for a whole month now. And it didn't help that all Jackie had worn all summer was bikini and a wrap-around. ' I'm working on my tan.' Was all she ever said when I asked. I looked at her, trying to read her face. She didn't seem like the old Jackie. The old Jackie would have flung herself into my arms and cried about how her mother hated her, and was never around and how her father was in jail. She just sat there, much like the way Hyde did when he found out his parents had run out on him again. Why doesn't she fling herself into my arms anymore? Then again I can't really blame her, I haven't been the best person for her to talk to lately.
"Here." I said unbuckling my seat belt. "I'll drive you home, then when your mother calls from the airport, I'll come with you to pick her up. That way you won't have too drive…" she nodded, unbuckling her seat belt and beginning to slide over to my side.
"I'll go over you go under." She said as we reached the middle, lifting herself ever so slightly off the seat for me to slide under. And of course, me being the graceful guy that I am, I knocked her foot out from under her, knocking her right into my lap. At first nothing happened, no response whatsoever. Then she started wriggling around, trying to get up and move to her seat. I could feel her ass right through the thin fabric of her skirt and the friction between us began to take its toll.
"Erik, what the hell do you have in your pocket for Christ sakes?" she asked, finally sliding past me. Oh god…I took my position at the wheel and hoped she wouldn't notice. She didn't. It was about midnight and probably too dark for her to see anyway. This was the second nighttime driving lesson I'd given her and I don't think I'd ever been more tired. I didn't even realize I had begun driving till I reached her house and she was getting out of the car.
"Thanks Erik." She smiled closing the door. I let out a small groan as she entered the house. My fun parts were as alive as ever, and hadn't changed since the small incident in the car. This shouldn't be happening, I'm in love with Donna not Jackie…Donna not Jackie… I couldn't help it, slowly unbuttoning my pants, I slid my hand inside my pants, massaging myself vigorously. I'm not going to get off, just take care of the problem till I can get home to Donna. I closed my eyes letting my head fall back onto the seat. Visions of Jackie flashed through my mind continuously and I rubbed harder, breathing heavily. I could see her small manicured hands, not mine, that were on me now. Why the hell am I not seeing Donna…but I don't care. I opened my eyes suddenly, pulling my hand away. There was a crash from inside Jackie's house. Wait I'm still here? The front door opened and Hyde came staggering out, making a b-line to my car. He opened the door, practically falling into the seat.
"Hey Foreman?" his breath reeked of alcohol. I'd never seen him this drunk before.
"Hyde." I said looking over the dashboard and at Jackie's house. "What the hell was that?"
"What man?" his words were slurred together and I could barely make out what he was saying.
"That noise, is Jackie alright?"
"Of course she is. I went to her house to surprise her and she hit me with a vase or something man. Thought I was robbing her and shit." Sounds reasonable. I started the car up again and pulled out of the driveway, heading home.
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Jackie's POV ( 15 minutes earlier)
I opened the front door and switched on the kitchen light. When I'm home I turn on all the lights, just a habit I've developed I guess. Makes the house seem more welcoming.
"Jackie!" I jumped startled as I saw Steven sitting at the counter, beer in hand. Great, I can tell him now.
"Hi Steven." I smiled, hugging him. He really stank of beer and I held my breath until we parted. "What are you doing here?" he shrugged, his face darkening. Oh god he's drunk…great. His moods change all the time when he's drunk. But he's never been this drunk.
"I don't know Jackie. I came here to see you and win you back but I guess-" he pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket. " Derek has already done that." My heart sank. Derek was a one-night stand I had when I was drunk the other week. He gave me his number and I thought I'd thrown it out.
"Steven he's just a friend." I said smiling and approaching him. "Not like you." I stretched up my tiptoes to kiss him but he shoved me away.
" Don't be a whore Jacks, it's not very becoming." The words stung me, but I knew he was only drunk. None the less, I slapped him. Hard. What I hadn't expected was for him to hit me back full force. I felt his fist connect with my eye and fell back onto the table, knocking over an antique vase of my mothers. I put my hand to my face, touching my eye gingerly. "I didn't deserve that!" he yelled angrily, " God Jackie, I'm not the one lying here." he was leaning heavily on the counter and staring at me furiously, almost like a small child. "I called Derek. He told me to let you know he had a really god time last weekend and wants to get together some time. All you had to do was tell me the truth you know. I wouldn't have cared, but god Jackie if you weren't going to chose either of us why did you lead us on?" He stumbled past me, tripping over the rug and making his way out my front door. I sat there for a moment stunned and picked up the phone, dialing Donna's number.
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Hyde's POV
I rolled over and looked at the clock beside my bed. Noon already, great. My head was pounding and I felt ready to heave buckets. What the hell did I drink last night? My whole body was covered in a cold sticky sweat and I pulled my boxers off, sliding deeper under the covers. I couldn't even remember what had happened the night before. Only that I had gone to the bar after I found out Jackie was seeing someone else. It kinda hit me harder than ever that she didn't have to choose either Kelso or me, there were plenty of other fish in the sea. Fish who didn't cheat…
I had found his number in the couch cushions when I was looking for spare change earlier. It hadn't occurred to me that it would be Jackie's until I brought it closer to my face to read. It reeked of Jackie, it brought back countless memories of us snuggling on the couch during the previous summer when we were trying to keep things private. And then I had called, telling him some lame excuse about being her best friend and how she asked me to find him and let him know she wanted to hang out again sometime. Then he had explained how they had met at a bar near the hub, and how she drank some snotty cheerleader under the table who was talking shit about some scrawny kid she hangs out with. One thing led to another and bam, they're shacked up at his place, fucking like rabbits and they whole time she's saying that she loves him. After that I don't remember much, just that I woke up hung over. Right where I am now.
"Wakey, Wakey." I heard Foreman enter the room and set something down beside my bed. "I brought you some aspirins for your head. You were pretty gone last night." I nodded, sticking my hand out from under the blankets and retrieving the pills. I quickly swallowed them dry and closed my eyes, falling back asleep.
Erik's POV
"Hyde?" I looked at the pile of blankets on the cot and realized he had dozed off again. I couldn't blame him really, he was plastered last night. I heard the basement door open and left Hyde's room, making my way towards the main room.
"Hi Erik." It was Jackie. She was wearing a bikini and a wrap-around again but had on a pair of glasses and her hair was all in her face.
"Someone looks hung-over." I said jokingly. She smiled and sat down on the couch.
"Yeah, I'm just really tired. Didn't get much sleep." She muttered sitting down on the couch. I took my seat beside her and turned on the t.v. Every few seconds I felt my eyes wondering over her body, but I usually caught myself before it was too obvious. Jackie however seemed oblivious to me. I couldn't see her eyes at all, so it was hard to read her face. Those damn glasses… I knew something was wrong. I can usually tell what to say if I can see her eyes but the combination glasses and hair made it impossible.
"Jackie are you okay?" I asked turning off the t.v. and facing her.
"Yeah." She quietly, staring at the blank t.v. "Fine." She had that distant voice Hyde used to get when he was talking about something he didn't want to be discussing, but this was different. It was like she wasn't even there. "Oh hey do you know where Donna is, I tried calling her but she wouldn't pick up."
"Um…actually I'm not sure where Donna is." I said studying her. She was hiding something from me, I knew it. "Jackie, earth to Jackie." I said waving front of her face. She flinched away from my hand, like she'd expected me to hit her or something. I looked at my hand, then her. "Jackie, you know I wouldn't hurt you right?"
"Of course." She said smiling, some of the color returning to her face, "Obviously you wouldn't…" her voice trailed off. What the hell is wrong with her…if I could only see her face.
"That's it, these things are coming off." I reached over quickly, yanking the glasses off her face.
"ERIK!" she said angrily turning away from me. "Give them back." I looked at the glasses and back at Jackie.
"Jackie, what's going on?" I grabbed her arm, spinning her around to face me. Her left eye was a dark shade of purple and practically swollen shut. My heart stopped.
"Jackie, what happened? Who hit you?" I asked running my thumb over her eye lightly. She nearly jumped out of her skin, flinching away. She looked like…a wounded deer almost. The blood was pumping fast to my head and I was ready to pound something, somebody. God, why would anybody hurt Jackie?
"What do you mean who hit me?" she asked laughing nervously. "I fell last night and banged my eye on the coffee table. That's all, you know me. Like an elephant in a china shop." I eyed her warily for a moment. Seemed like a logical excuse, yet I knew it wasn't right. She didn't look like she wanted to push to subject so I dropped it.
" Oh, ok." I said smiling, "Hey do you mind if I watch Charlie's angels?" she shook her head indifferently.
"You know me Erik, big boobs turn me right on. If you wanna get me in bed quick, just pop that shit on…" She said jokingly. I felt a smile creep to my face at the thought, and let my eyes trail over her briefly. "Besides, when I was with Hyde he always watched that show, I just got used to it." I nodded, turning the t.v. back on and flipping till I found the show. "Speaking of, where's Hyde?"
" He's in his room." I said laughing, "The guy is so hungover it's not even funny. Oh hey did you tell him yet?" she shook her head. relief spread over me. I don't know why, but I felt some how better that she hadn't asked him back yet. I don't think either of them really deserve her…but if not them I don't know who.
"That's what I wanted to call Donna about. Something happened with Hyde last night and I need a girls' opinion."
"Oh yeah, Hyde told me about that." I said laughing.
"He what?" she asked, the color draining from her face. I studied her for a moment, trying to read her, then turned back to the t.v.
"Yeah, it's no big deal Jackie. He said it was a mistake and he shouldn't have gone there drunk." I recalled the long drive home and Hyde laughing about how she's smashed a vase over his head but it was his own fault. He face brightened noticeably.
"So he realizes that what happened was just…heat-of-the-moment and it'll never happen again?" she asked excitedly. I shrugged.
"I guess so…why?" she was acting like she'd just won the lottery.
"Oh god and I was so afraid it would happen again and I wouldn't be able to be with Hyde." She said wrapping her arms around me. "This is great!" I hugged her back, confused to as why she was making such a big deal about this. However the feel of her body pressed against mine pushed the confusion to the farthest corner of my mind. And come to think of it, it's not wrong for me to appreciate other women. I mean god, I will always be a man and just because I'm in love with Donna doesn't mean-
"Uh Erik?" Jackie asked pulling away and pointing at my nether regions. "Looks like you have something to take care of." She looked like she was on the verge of hysterical laughter, but I guess the frantic look on my face was ever present as she added quietly. "I won't tell if you don't." with that she stood up, heading for the door. "Thanx for the talk Erik, call me when Steven finally makes it out f bed. I'll be a Donna's." I watched her leave the basement doing that cute little walk that she does whenever she's happy and smiled, heading upstairs to my bedroom.
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