"I thought we were watching a movie?" Jackie asked, seated between Donna and Fez on the couch. Eric was sitting across from them in Hyde's chair, but no one had seen Kelso in days, assuming he was just spending more time at Brooke's. Jackie feared that wasn't the reason, though.
Donna looked at Eric. That's when Jackie knew something was up. Turning back to Jackie, Donna smiled and grabbed the remote control, which was seated between the two girls. "Yeah, in just a minute. It doesn't start for another five minutes," she said, but had said almost the same thing ten minutes ago. Jackie sprang up from the couch, giving Donna a sharp look as she opened her mouth to speak, but just then the back door flew open. It was Steven.
Jackie looked from Steven, and then back to Donna, hurt showing in her eyes as tears threatened to fall. "You told him?" she whispered out, just as Hyde rushed forward and attempted to reach for Jackie. But Jackie backed up, just missing Steven's hand.
"Jackie-" he started to say, his voice tender and comforting, but she could sense something else. Something broken inside his voice, as if he was about to break down into tears, which is something she had never seen Steven do. She knew she had caused enough trouble after everyone found out about her eating habits, but this, this was going to wreck lives. She could see the fear in Steven's eyes, the last spark of hope that this was all a nightmare and that she wasn't really pregnant. That she wasn't going to trap him like he had always feared, and force him into marriage and to become a family. He had only just begun to learn how to act like a compassionate boyfriend, but this would probably send him running. He couldn't handle a baby, or being with her for the rest of his life.
Bolting to the basement bathroom door, she ran inside and locked it shut. Seconds later Hyde was at the door. She could hear him twist and shake the knob, begging for her to open up. When she didn't respond, he started throwing his whole weigh against it, screaming for her to open it, demanding her to. "Jackie! JACKIE! OPEN THIS DOOR!... Jackie... Don't do anything," he tried to scream, but his voice started to break before he could finish. She could hear the tears in his voice, she knew he was crying by now, that he was still begging for her to just open it.
How did he know what she was going to do? How did he know what was going through her mind? However he did it, he was right. Jackie opened Eric's cabinet behind the mirror. Taking out one of his razors, she closed it, looking at her own reflection once she did. She stared at herself for the longest time, and then stared down at the razor, touching the blade with her finger.
"JACKIE! OPEN UP THE GODDAMN DOOR NOW!" Hyde screamed from the other side, the sobs apparent in his voice. The door was practically shaking off of it's hinges with each strike he made against it.
Jackie turned towards the door, but only briefly. Looking back down at the razor in her hand, she knew it was the only way out. She turned to look at herself in the mirror one last time. "I hate you," she said in a hoarse tone, as she glared at her own reflection staring back at her. Raising the razor up to her wrist, she closed her eyes tightly, and sliced the sharp, cool tip into her skin and to her veins, listening to the sounds of Hyde crashing through the bathroom door.
As the door broke open, Hyde fell onto the floor. The first thing he saw was all the blood covering his beautiful girlfriend, as she laid on the floor with a razor clutched between her small fingers. "NO! JACKIE!" he screamed out hysterically, painful cries leaving his mouth as he crawled over to her side and picked her up, holding her in his arms. He craddled her close to his body, stroking the hair out of her face as the tears flooded out of him. "SOMEONE! GET HELP..." he trailed off as he looked back at the horrified faces of the others, his voice breaking apart as he gasped for words. He looked back down at Jackie and pulled her as close as possible towards his body, trying to shield her, but the harm was already done. "Please don't leave me, baby..." he cried as he buried his face over her's, the sounds of the ambulance nearing the Foreman home.
Donna looked at Eric. That's when Jackie knew something was up. Turning back to Jackie, Donna smiled and grabbed the remote control, which was seated between the two girls. "Yeah, in just a minute. It doesn't start for another five minutes," she said, but had said almost the same thing ten minutes ago. Jackie sprang up from the couch, giving Donna a sharp look as she opened her mouth to speak, but just then the back door flew open. It was Steven.
Jackie looked from Steven, and then back to Donna, hurt showing in her eyes as tears threatened to fall. "You told him?" she whispered out, just as Hyde rushed forward and attempted to reach for Jackie. But Jackie backed up, just missing Steven's hand.
"Jackie-" he started to say, his voice tender and comforting, but she could sense something else. Something broken inside his voice, as if he was about to break down into tears, which is something she had never seen Steven do. She knew she had caused enough trouble after everyone found out about her eating habits, but this, this was going to wreck lives. She could see the fear in Steven's eyes, the last spark of hope that this was all a nightmare and that she wasn't really pregnant. That she wasn't going to trap him like he had always feared, and force him into marriage and to become a family. He had only just begun to learn how to act like a compassionate boyfriend, but this would probably send him running. He couldn't handle a baby, or being with her for the rest of his life.
Bolting to the basement bathroom door, she ran inside and locked it shut. Seconds later Hyde was at the door. She could hear him twist and shake the knob, begging for her to open up. When she didn't respond, he started throwing his whole weigh against it, screaming for her to open it, demanding her to. "Jackie! JACKIE! OPEN THIS DOOR!... Jackie... Don't do anything," he tried to scream, but his voice started to break before he could finish. She could hear the tears in his voice, she knew he was crying by now, that he was still begging for her to just open it.
How did he know what she was going to do? How did he know what was going through her mind? However he did it, he was right. Jackie opened Eric's cabinet behind the mirror. Taking out one of his razors, she closed it, looking at her own reflection once she did. She stared at herself for the longest time, and then stared down at the razor, touching the blade with her finger.
"JACKIE! OPEN UP THE GODDAMN DOOR NOW!" Hyde screamed from the other side, the sobs apparent in his voice. The door was practically shaking off of it's hinges with each strike he made against it.
Jackie turned towards the door, but only briefly. Looking back down at the razor in her hand, she knew it was the only way out. She turned to look at herself in the mirror one last time. "I hate you," she said in a hoarse tone, as she glared at her own reflection staring back at her. Raising the razor up to her wrist, she closed her eyes tightly, and sliced the sharp, cool tip into her skin and to her veins, listening to the sounds of Hyde crashing through the bathroom door.
As the door broke open, Hyde fell onto the floor. The first thing he saw was all the blood covering his beautiful girlfriend, as she laid on the floor with a razor clutched between her small fingers. "NO! JACKIE!" he screamed out hysterically, painful cries leaving his mouth as he crawled over to her side and picked her up, holding her in his arms. He craddled her close to his body, stroking the hair out of her face as the tears flooded out of him. "SOMEONE! GET HELP..." he trailed off as he looked back at the horrified faces of the others, his voice breaking apart as he gasped for words. He looked back down at Jackie and pulled her as close as possible towards his body, trying to shield her, but the harm was already done. "Please don't leave me, baby..." he cried as he buried his face over her's, the sounds of the ambulance nearing the Foreman home.