Switched
Chapter 4: The Sex
"Jackie?" Donna called out as she looked under each stall.
"Donna, the whole point of me hiding in here was to get away from you." Jackie sighed as she slammed opened the last stall. Donna stood in front of it, looking down on Jackie, who looked very distraught, for just a second, before putting on a 'zenlike' mask to cover it up. She placed her elbows on her knees and sighed once more before standing up, barely acknowledging the mirror in front of her as she washed her hands.
"Jackie, I know you try to act like just one of the guys...."
"I don't try anything, Donna." Jackie looked up into the mirror, staring at her own reflection. Jackie always knew that she was prettier then most girls, but she felt as if it were almost a burden, and not in a self absorbed way. She was insecure, especially about her weight. Her mom always made fun of the little flab on her arms or how her stomach poked out. The year her mom left, Jackie stopped eating, thinking that maybe if she lost the gut, her mom would come back.
Well, here she was, skinny as a twig, beautiful as ever, and where was her mom?
Probably screwing that baseball umpire in some corny motel.
And far, far away from here.
Jackie sighed again, letting her hair loose from its ponytail. She turned around, holding the hair tie out for Donna, who quietly slipped it on her wrist, waiting for Jackie to say something.
"Jackie, the whole school knows that you're parents are..." Donna paused, not sure how to word herself, "Away."
"They left me, you can say it." Jackie laughed, sliding up onto the sink, swaying her legs beneath her.
Donna's eyes widened at how easily Jackie laughed at such a serious thing. Donna wouldn't know what to do if her parents broke up. But that would never happen. They have a very successful career together, writing bestselling romance novels. Her mother, was also a chemist on the side, and invented a new type of gel for bras.
"Well, the point is..." Donna trailed off, wondering if Jackie was even listening to her. She sighed, looking Jackie squarely in the eyes, "If you ever need someone to talk to, about, girl stuff, well, I'm here for you."
"Wow, Donna, really?" Jackie asked sincerely. "You mean it?"
"Absolutely!" Donna exclaimed, stretching her arms out to hug the girl.
Jackie obliged, rolling her eyes as Donna held her tightly.
"Alright, good, cause I have been dying to ask another, you know, girl, about a problem I've been having..."
"I'm all ears!" Donna lifted herself up to sit on the sink next to Jackie.
Jackie turned towards Donna, glancing around the bathroom before she quietly spoke up, "For the past couple of months..." Jackie's voice got lower and more serious, so Donna perked her ears, always ready to hear a secret. "I've been bleeding. Down there." Jackie pointed downwards, bulging her eyes with fear, until she rolled over with laughter, hopping off the sink and walking towards the bathroom exit. "That was too easy."
"Jackie, I have been nothing but nice to you. And I've been really patient today with you..." Donna hopped off the sink as well, grabbing Jackie's shoulders and whipping her around, "And you're being a...a..." Jackie laughed. What a loser, she can't even swear. Donna, with a new stroke of confidence, screamed loudly, "Bitch!"
Jackie's eyes widened with what seemed to be an impressed look.
"You know, Donna, for a cheerleader..." Jackie rolled her eyes, "You ain't half bad."
Donna watched Jackie turn around and leave the bathroom, slightly stunned.
"Jackie, wait," Donna ran to catch up with her, tapping her shoulder once again.
Jackie turned around, crossing her arms fiercely.
"Let's talk about how you totally like Kelso!" Donna hopped from foot to foot, ready to run if Jackie swung at her for that comment.
"Let's talk about how you're kind of insane." Jackie smirked, walking on ahead to the boys, still sitting at the picnic table.
"You like him, admit it!"
Jackie whipped around, a concerned look on her face as she walked, calmly towards Donna.
"Ok, Donna, listen - cause I'm only saying this once."
Donna nodded, pushing her hair behind her ears.
"Kelso is like my brother, ok? There is nothing that would change that. Nothing."
"Nothing?" Donna asked, tempting Jackie to hurt her.
"Nothing." Jackie enumerated through gritted teeth. "So, drop it, ok?"
"So then who was the lip gloss for?" Donna crossed her arms, "And be honest."
"It was..." Jackie lowered her eyes, looking sincerely apologetic for a second. "It was for Fez."
"What?" Donna completely didn't expect this answer.
"Yeah, you caught me." Jackie said with a lackluster grin. "I'm hot for Fez."
Donna flipped her hair and began walking towards the boys, "Well, who isn't?"
Jackie nodded her head in defeat. Good, the bimbo bought it. Donna may be a lot of things, but she isn't that smart.
Jackie followed Donna to the table, watching with jealous eyes as she sat next to Eric, letting him wrap his arm around her, for the millionth time. Jackie sat between Kelso and Steven, feeling sort of out of place as Fez rambled on about some chick he devirginized last week.
"And then, when she woke up, I said," Fez laughed, taking a sip of his coke, "I said, girl, I am glad to be the man who popped your cherry!"
Oh my god, how could Donna really think Jackie would like Fez? He's...Jackie watched as Eric began telling some insane sex story he read in Penthouse as Fez picked at his teeth....he's gross.
Kelso and Steven rolled their eyes, as Jackie started to daze off into her own little world, something she was quite good at.
It had been a month since her mom left and each day was getting harder on her. Jackie had no one to turn to, not even Kelso since he was too busy planning ways to get into Laurie's heart. She couldn't talk to Fez, well, because he was too busy planning ways to get into ::insert girl's name here:: pants. And Eric? God, things with Eric were way weird. Lately, she noticed how tall he's gotten and how good he smelled. Or how his eyes flicker when he lies, but not as much as they used to. Or how his burns have been getting better and better, with her coaching of course. And Steven, well, Steven was another story all together, but more on that later.
It was a normal day in the basement, a hot, unbearable July afternoon.
Kelso and Fez were training to be lifeguards down at the Point Place pool and never had a spot of free time. And Jackie couldn't bear to stay in her dingy old house alone, so somehow, she'd always end up here, on her chair, watching Three's Company with Eric.
One day, it just came out.
Maybe it was because it was so hot, maybe it was because she was feeling very emotional. Maybe it was because she hadn't eaten a real meal in so long, and not because she couldn't afford it.
Jackie stared intently at the TV, as Suzanne Somers did something lame, and simply said what she had been feeling all month long, out loud, "My mom abandoned me."
Eric, at first, didn't say anything.
After a minute, he blinked widely at Jackie, turning his whole body towards her.
"What did you say?"
"You heard me." Jackie stared harder at the TV. She shouldn't have said anything. She'd been best friends with these guys her whole life, and she knew that telling a boy anything that involves the possibility of crying was bad. Very bad.
"Jackie, I'm so sorry."
It had been the nicest thing she had ever heard Eric Forman say to her.
Well, that, and the one day he randomly told her she was pretty.
But he tried to walk it off, like it hadn't slipped.
Jackie turned towards Eric, contemplating her next move.
But before she could say a word, Eric held out his arms, waiting for her, patiently.
She dove as fast as she could.
It had been so long since she had last been touched, let alone hugged.
She really needed someone, she really needed comfort.
And that night, she found it in Eric's arms.
That's when it started, she guessed.
She tried to squish away all those girly feelings she got whenever he was around, but it was inevitable. She liked Eric. She liked her best friend. And he liked her. She didn't realize it was mutual, until the one day, their one on one basketball game was cut short due to weather, and they ran inside, dripping wet. Jackie stripped slowly, as did Eric, not even realizing what they were doing until they were down to next to nothing. Jackie laughed, harder then she ever laughed before, and almost giggled when he stepped in closer, breathing heavily on her neck, wrapping his arms around her.
Jackie had been with guys before. She never had a boyfriend, but she'd had some drunken one nighters, due to emotional stress.
Her dad left and she lost her virginity.
Her mom left and she sort of a had a fling with a married man.
She didn't know he was married!
Until she saw him slip on his wedding ring after their fun.
But that was a different time of her life, and now, with Eric, things felt fresh, new, exciting, and most of all, right.
Eric's lips were wet and slippery from rain and he pulled her along to the couch, nearly making both of them trip over it. The rest of their clothes came off and soon, they were beyond the point of return, orgasmic walls crashing and all, along with the rain beating down on the aluminum siding of the house.
It was the best sex Jackie ever had.
It was Eric's first time.
They hid their relationship at first, but then when Kitty and Red found out that Mrs. Burkhart had left Jackie alone, setting her up in the back room of the basement, things became trickier.
Jackie always had these urges to just throw Eric down on the kitchen table, during breakfast, eggs and bacon flying everywhere as they ripped at each other's clothes.
It was a purely physical thing, their relationship.
After two months, it was obvious that Jackie and Eric were doing more then just 'hanging out'. The glow on their faces when they came out of the back room together. It was Kelso who caught on first.
They were at the hub, just him and Jackie.
He looked her straight in the eye and asked her if she was having sex with Eric.
Of course, Jackie was an honest girl, and she said yes.
But when Kelso asked why she didn't know what to say.
She didn't love Eric. She loved having sex with him.
It wasn't that he was very good, or very appealing.
But whenever a thought about her mom, or dad, popped into her head, she'd find Eric and rampage him in a closet somewhere. It was hot, it was satisfying.
When she told that to Kelso, he blinked widely and told her she had to end it, and fast, before Eric got hurt.
Jackie explained to Kelso, it's just a physical thing. No strings attached.
The next day, Eric, in the middle of their 'hanging out', whispered three fatal words into Jackie's ear.
I. Love. You.
She didn't say it back, of course. Jackie Burkhart didn't just say those words to anyone.
It had been five months, almost. Five months of just raw, hot sex. She never thought he loved her. She never thought he thought of this as something real, something meaningful. Kelso was smart, Kelso was right.
"Eric, we need to talk about what you said the other day..."
Before she could finish, he'd attack her with his lips and his hands. By now, he knew every crook of her body, every sensitive part of her skin, and she got lost in his arms, once again.
Another month passed and Jackie knew there was only one way to end it.
She was addicted and she needed to cut herself off.
She planned it very carefully, Kelso helped, even though he kept telling her it was a mistake. It would send Eric over the edge.
Jackie made sure that at exactly 3:26, when Eric Forman got home from school and went towards the basement, that she was locking lips with whoever was down there.
It just happened to be Steven Hyde's lucky day.
Before that, Jackie and Steven rarely spoke to each other.
Sure, she thought he was kinda cute and sometimes, a decent person.
But overall, he was an ass.
He was sort of shocked when she lunged at him, nervous when footsteps were heard, paranoid when Eric lifted his arm, ready to punch his lights out.
"Eric..." Jackie stood up, almost crying. Almost.
He looked so hurt. But she knew it had to end. She didn't love him.
"Don't touch me." Eric took a step back from Jackie's embrace, pushing the girl off of him. "I thought..." He gulped, not letting himself breath for the longest time.
Jackie knew that a part of Eric was changed that day.
He was never really nice to her again. He eventually started talking to her. They lived in the same house, it was inevitable. He never once mentioned it to her, they never had closure. Jackie was always sorry. She so wished she could just explain to him why, why she broke his heart.
But she knew that if she tried she'd get sucked back into the hot, sweaty mess that was their relationship.
And she just couldn't let that happen.
Chapter 4: The Sex
"Jackie?" Donna called out as she looked under each stall.
"Donna, the whole point of me hiding in here was to get away from you." Jackie sighed as she slammed opened the last stall. Donna stood in front of it, looking down on Jackie, who looked very distraught, for just a second, before putting on a 'zenlike' mask to cover it up. She placed her elbows on her knees and sighed once more before standing up, barely acknowledging the mirror in front of her as she washed her hands.
"Jackie, I know you try to act like just one of the guys...."
"I don't try anything, Donna." Jackie looked up into the mirror, staring at her own reflection. Jackie always knew that she was prettier then most girls, but she felt as if it were almost a burden, and not in a self absorbed way. She was insecure, especially about her weight. Her mom always made fun of the little flab on her arms or how her stomach poked out. The year her mom left, Jackie stopped eating, thinking that maybe if she lost the gut, her mom would come back.
Well, here she was, skinny as a twig, beautiful as ever, and where was her mom?
Probably screwing that baseball umpire in some corny motel.
And far, far away from here.
Jackie sighed again, letting her hair loose from its ponytail. She turned around, holding the hair tie out for Donna, who quietly slipped it on her wrist, waiting for Jackie to say something.
"Jackie, the whole school knows that you're parents are..." Donna paused, not sure how to word herself, "Away."
"They left me, you can say it." Jackie laughed, sliding up onto the sink, swaying her legs beneath her.
Donna's eyes widened at how easily Jackie laughed at such a serious thing. Donna wouldn't know what to do if her parents broke up. But that would never happen. They have a very successful career together, writing bestselling romance novels. Her mother, was also a chemist on the side, and invented a new type of gel for bras.
"Well, the point is..." Donna trailed off, wondering if Jackie was even listening to her. She sighed, looking Jackie squarely in the eyes, "If you ever need someone to talk to, about, girl stuff, well, I'm here for you."
"Wow, Donna, really?" Jackie asked sincerely. "You mean it?"
"Absolutely!" Donna exclaimed, stretching her arms out to hug the girl.
Jackie obliged, rolling her eyes as Donna held her tightly.
"Alright, good, cause I have been dying to ask another, you know, girl, about a problem I've been having..."
"I'm all ears!" Donna lifted herself up to sit on the sink next to Jackie.
Jackie turned towards Donna, glancing around the bathroom before she quietly spoke up, "For the past couple of months..." Jackie's voice got lower and more serious, so Donna perked her ears, always ready to hear a secret. "I've been bleeding. Down there." Jackie pointed downwards, bulging her eyes with fear, until she rolled over with laughter, hopping off the sink and walking towards the bathroom exit. "That was too easy."
"Jackie, I have been nothing but nice to you. And I've been really patient today with you..." Donna hopped off the sink as well, grabbing Jackie's shoulders and whipping her around, "And you're being a...a..." Jackie laughed. What a loser, she can't even swear. Donna, with a new stroke of confidence, screamed loudly, "Bitch!"
Jackie's eyes widened with what seemed to be an impressed look.
"You know, Donna, for a cheerleader..." Jackie rolled her eyes, "You ain't half bad."
Donna watched Jackie turn around and leave the bathroom, slightly stunned.
"Jackie, wait," Donna ran to catch up with her, tapping her shoulder once again.
Jackie turned around, crossing her arms fiercely.
"Let's talk about how you totally like Kelso!" Donna hopped from foot to foot, ready to run if Jackie swung at her for that comment.
"Let's talk about how you're kind of insane." Jackie smirked, walking on ahead to the boys, still sitting at the picnic table.
"You like him, admit it!"
Jackie whipped around, a concerned look on her face as she walked, calmly towards Donna.
"Ok, Donna, listen - cause I'm only saying this once."
Donna nodded, pushing her hair behind her ears.
"Kelso is like my brother, ok? There is nothing that would change that. Nothing."
"Nothing?" Donna asked, tempting Jackie to hurt her.
"Nothing." Jackie enumerated through gritted teeth. "So, drop it, ok?"
"So then who was the lip gloss for?" Donna crossed her arms, "And be honest."
"It was..." Jackie lowered her eyes, looking sincerely apologetic for a second. "It was for Fez."
"What?" Donna completely didn't expect this answer.
"Yeah, you caught me." Jackie said with a lackluster grin. "I'm hot for Fez."
Donna flipped her hair and began walking towards the boys, "Well, who isn't?"
Jackie nodded her head in defeat. Good, the bimbo bought it. Donna may be a lot of things, but she isn't that smart.
Jackie followed Donna to the table, watching with jealous eyes as she sat next to Eric, letting him wrap his arm around her, for the millionth time. Jackie sat between Kelso and Steven, feeling sort of out of place as Fez rambled on about some chick he devirginized last week.
"And then, when she woke up, I said," Fez laughed, taking a sip of his coke, "I said, girl, I am glad to be the man who popped your cherry!"
Oh my god, how could Donna really think Jackie would like Fez? He's...Jackie watched as Eric began telling some insane sex story he read in Penthouse as Fez picked at his teeth....he's gross.
Kelso and Steven rolled their eyes, as Jackie started to daze off into her own little world, something she was quite good at.
It had been a month since her mom left and each day was getting harder on her. Jackie had no one to turn to, not even Kelso since he was too busy planning ways to get into Laurie's heart. She couldn't talk to Fez, well, because he was too busy planning ways to get into ::insert girl's name here:: pants. And Eric? God, things with Eric were way weird. Lately, she noticed how tall he's gotten and how good he smelled. Or how his eyes flicker when he lies, but not as much as they used to. Or how his burns have been getting better and better, with her coaching of course. And Steven, well, Steven was another story all together, but more on that later.
It was a normal day in the basement, a hot, unbearable July afternoon.
Kelso and Fez were training to be lifeguards down at the Point Place pool and never had a spot of free time. And Jackie couldn't bear to stay in her dingy old house alone, so somehow, she'd always end up here, on her chair, watching Three's Company with Eric.
One day, it just came out.
Maybe it was because it was so hot, maybe it was because she was feeling very emotional. Maybe it was because she hadn't eaten a real meal in so long, and not because she couldn't afford it.
Jackie stared intently at the TV, as Suzanne Somers did something lame, and simply said what she had been feeling all month long, out loud, "My mom abandoned me."
Eric, at first, didn't say anything.
After a minute, he blinked widely at Jackie, turning his whole body towards her.
"What did you say?"
"You heard me." Jackie stared harder at the TV. She shouldn't have said anything. She'd been best friends with these guys her whole life, and she knew that telling a boy anything that involves the possibility of crying was bad. Very bad.
"Jackie, I'm so sorry."
It had been the nicest thing she had ever heard Eric Forman say to her.
Well, that, and the one day he randomly told her she was pretty.
But he tried to walk it off, like it hadn't slipped.
Jackie turned towards Eric, contemplating her next move.
But before she could say a word, Eric held out his arms, waiting for her, patiently.
She dove as fast as she could.
It had been so long since she had last been touched, let alone hugged.
She really needed someone, she really needed comfort.
And that night, she found it in Eric's arms.
That's when it started, she guessed.
She tried to squish away all those girly feelings she got whenever he was around, but it was inevitable. She liked Eric. She liked her best friend. And he liked her. She didn't realize it was mutual, until the one day, their one on one basketball game was cut short due to weather, and they ran inside, dripping wet. Jackie stripped slowly, as did Eric, not even realizing what they were doing until they were down to next to nothing. Jackie laughed, harder then she ever laughed before, and almost giggled when he stepped in closer, breathing heavily on her neck, wrapping his arms around her.
Jackie had been with guys before. She never had a boyfriend, but she'd had some drunken one nighters, due to emotional stress.
Her dad left and she lost her virginity.
Her mom left and she sort of a had a fling with a married man.
She didn't know he was married!
Until she saw him slip on his wedding ring after their fun.
But that was a different time of her life, and now, with Eric, things felt fresh, new, exciting, and most of all, right.
Eric's lips were wet and slippery from rain and he pulled her along to the couch, nearly making both of them trip over it. The rest of their clothes came off and soon, they were beyond the point of return, orgasmic walls crashing and all, along with the rain beating down on the aluminum siding of the house.
It was the best sex Jackie ever had.
It was Eric's first time.
They hid their relationship at first, but then when Kitty and Red found out that Mrs. Burkhart had left Jackie alone, setting her up in the back room of the basement, things became trickier.
Jackie always had these urges to just throw Eric down on the kitchen table, during breakfast, eggs and bacon flying everywhere as they ripped at each other's clothes.
It was a purely physical thing, their relationship.
After two months, it was obvious that Jackie and Eric were doing more then just 'hanging out'. The glow on their faces when they came out of the back room together. It was Kelso who caught on first.
They were at the hub, just him and Jackie.
He looked her straight in the eye and asked her if she was having sex with Eric.
Of course, Jackie was an honest girl, and she said yes.
But when Kelso asked why she didn't know what to say.
She didn't love Eric. She loved having sex with him.
It wasn't that he was very good, or very appealing.
But whenever a thought about her mom, or dad, popped into her head, she'd find Eric and rampage him in a closet somewhere. It was hot, it was satisfying.
When she told that to Kelso, he blinked widely and told her she had to end it, and fast, before Eric got hurt.
Jackie explained to Kelso, it's just a physical thing. No strings attached.
The next day, Eric, in the middle of their 'hanging out', whispered three fatal words into Jackie's ear.
I. Love. You.
She didn't say it back, of course. Jackie Burkhart didn't just say those words to anyone.
It had been five months, almost. Five months of just raw, hot sex. She never thought he loved her. She never thought he thought of this as something real, something meaningful. Kelso was smart, Kelso was right.
"Eric, we need to talk about what you said the other day..."
Before she could finish, he'd attack her with his lips and his hands. By now, he knew every crook of her body, every sensitive part of her skin, and she got lost in his arms, once again.
Another month passed and Jackie knew there was only one way to end it.
She was addicted and she needed to cut herself off.
She planned it very carefully, Kelso helped, even though he kept telling her it was a mistake. It would send Eric over the edge.
Jackie made sure that at exactly 3:26, when Eric Forman got home from school and went towards the basement, that she was locking lips with whoever was down there.
It just happened to be Steven Hyde's lucky day.
Before that, Jackie and Steven rarely spoke to each other.
Sure, she thought he was kinda cute and sometimes, a decent person.
But overall, he was an ass.
He was sort of shocked when she lunged at him, nervous when footsteps were heard, paranoid when Eric lifted his arm, ready to punch his lights out.
"Eric..." Jackie stood up, almost crying. Almost.
He looked so hurt. But she knew it had to end. She didn't love him.
"Don't touch me." Eric took a step back from Jackie's embrace, pushing the girl off of him. "I thought..." He gulped, not letting himself breath for the longest time.
Jackie knew that a part of Eric was changed that day.
He was never really nice to her again. He eventually started talking to her. They lived in the same house, it was inevitable. He never once mentioned it to her, they never had closure. Jackie was always sorry. She so wished she could just explain to him why, why she broke his heart.
But she knew that if she tried she'd get sucked back into the hot, sweaty mess that was their relationship.
And she just couldn't let that happen.