Disclaimer: I don't own that 70's show.
Kelso's Forman
Chapter 6, the dumb ass brake up
Kelso's P.O.V
It's been eight months since everyone found out that Eric and I are together. Red and Kitty have finally accepted it, and treat it as a normal relationship. Jackie still comes to the basement and hangs out, but doesn't say much about what happened. The rest of the group has fully accepted Eric and me for being together.
A lot has changed in the past eight months as well. Donna moved to California with her mom last August. Fez was heartbroken about it, but started dating Laurie when she moved back home last month. Bob met some young girl at the mall and ran off with her, to god knows where. Jackie and Hyde are still together and very happy, I just wish Eric and I were that happy.
I don't know how it happened but we broke up. Ok maybe I do know how it happened; I didn't cheat on him or anything. I was just unsupportive of what he wanted to do after high school, I didn't know what I wanted but he wanted to be a teacher. I was happy about the wanting to be a teacher part. You see he didn't have the money for college, because his dad used his college fund to pay the bills, while he was out of work. Instead of me blubbering like a baby, let me take you back to the day it happened, two weeks earlier.
Flash Back
Eric and I sat in the basement making out, we were the only ones there everyone else was out. We were about to do it when Eric pulled away; he looked like he had something to tell me.
"Hey is everything ok sweetie?" I asked concerned.
"Yeah everything's fine, in fact I found a way to make money for college."
"How?" I asked happily.
"I spoke to the guidance councilor at school today, and he said I should get a job teaching poor kids in a third world country."
"So what are you going to do?"
"Well after graduation I'm going to move to Africa for a year, and teach so I can make money for college." He said smiling.
I was shocked and upset; I couldn't believe he'd make a decision like this without consulting me first. I'm his boyfriend he should talk to me first, especially if it involves what's going to happen in our lives. I know I would talk to him if I had to make a decision like that. I got up from the couch and stared at him.
"Mike what's wrong, I thought you'd be happy for me."
"Eric I can't believe you'd make a decision like this without consulting me first. I mean if you want to end things between us, why don't you just say so?"
"Mike what is you talking about?" Eric asked getting up from the couch.
"I'm talking about you moving to Africa for a year. Did you ever think about how I'd feel about this?" I shouted becoming angry.
"No, I haven't" Eric admitted.
I walked to the basement door and opened it, looking back at the man I once loved. I felt tears sting my eyes, and knew I had to leave. I still loved Eric but I was so angry that the next thing I said, I didn't regret saying until later.
"Well it you think you can't tell me anything, then it's over between us for good." I then stormed out of the basement.
End flash back
I now sit in my house missing Eric, I think about him every day. I haven't spoken to him since that day; I haven't been to the basement. I saw Hyde the other day and he said Eric was just as heartbroken about the brake up as I was. I felt so empty inside like a part of me is gone. The worst part is that today is the first anniversary of our first date. The first time we really proved our love to each other.
I looked down at his class ring; I never took it off. I looked at another black square box on the coffee table. Weeks before the brake up I had planed to ask Eric something. Knowing that it might take years to make what I wanted to do legal in all fifty states, I'd wait as long as it took. I still wanted to ask, then we'd have some hope that we could do this. Now I can't ask because I dumped him, and for no reason.
I picked up the box and opened it, and looked at the ring. It was a gold band, with a date on the front of it. Sept, 18th, 1966, the date we first met. I put the ring back in the box, and closed it. Standing up I put the box in my pocket, and walked out the door. I got into my van and drove to the Forman's house. I was going to work things out with Eric.
