Last Chapter: I've double blinked a lot in my life and remembered the strangest things, but the one thing I'll never forget is what I saw when I walked into the basement on a chilly Tuesday night.

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I remember when I was in high school, and I would walk through the halls over hearing prissy girls gabber about wondering what their boyfriends where doing. Well, if they weren't with you then they were off screwing other chicks.

The worst part was the girls had no clue. A part of my heart went out to them. You can't trust people. And if you can't trust then you can't have a true relationship.

No one has a perfect relationship, and if you did then all the relationship had been was sex and lies about what happened late last night.

Everyone gets backstabbed and there was a dull aching in my left shoulder blade.

The wind was picking up as I came through the sliding glass door of the Foreman's kitchen. My cheeks were red and stung against the sudden warmth.

"Well hello Steven." Mrs. Foreman greeted me. She busied herself with an apple pie that was for the community picnic going on tomorrow afternoon.

I looked beyond her to where Red was sitting and reading the paper on their couch. No sign of intelligent life anywhere. "Where are Foreman and Donna?" I asked her.

I had this urge to break something up and since they were always joined at the mouth it seemed like a good opportunity. "I think they're in the basement doing…" She kind of trailed off and covered it with a nervous laugh.

I smiled at her and grabbed a cookie off a nearby plate. She shooed me out and I laughed opening the basement door, slowly walking down the steps.

I stopped down on the third step and decided to scare them instead. I waited a second to make sure they didn't hear me already. I was about to move again when a voice caught my ear.

It wasn't Foreman. It wasn't Donna. It wasn't Fez either.

This voice sounded childish and stupid. I knew it to be Kelso's voice. So I wouldn't be scaring Donna and Foreman, I'd be scaring Kelso. He was too easy.

I decided to wait a little more in case he heard me try and move.

"So what do you want to do?" He asked. Who was he talking to? That's when the second voice joined him. I knew this voice better then all the others. "Let's just stay like this, no one will know." She said. My heart lurched.

"But Lena, can't we continue making out or something? Staring at you is getting boring." Kelso responded. He had secured all the doubt I had about him kissing my girlfriend. I stood up and walked back into the kitchen.

The apple pie was in the oven now and the sweet smell had diminished from the surroundings. Mrs. Foreman looked at me and her face was so happy. Oblivious.

That was the word that came to my mind when she smiled at me. "Is something wrong honey?" She asked me, going back to making more cookies.

"Y-yeah, everything's tip-top." I answered her. I didn't feel like staying here in the company of an extremely happy menopausal woman, so

I walked out the back door, hopped in my El Camino and drove off.

I passed the Hub and kept driving to the part of Point Place that wasn't at peace. The bad part. My part. I slowed the El Camino down to a casual stroll pace and cruised my way down the streets.

There were badass leaning against the walls smoking cigarettes with slutty girls wrapped around them. The worst part was they looked happy. Why couldn't I be happy?

Oh well, no need for a pity trip. I needed something to help with the pain. From past experiences, pain subsides when I get even. If Lena was going to cheat, then so was I.

The excitement was going to be rekindled.

I was hopelessly lost. My last turn off of High Street had led me down a path of confusion. I pulled over and rolled down the passenger side window.

There was a group of girls chain smoking near the door to a club.

I whistled and one of them looked over at me. She had long black hair and brown eyes which connected with mine for only a second. She turned back to talk to her friends quickly before pushing off the wall and slowly walking over to me.

I played it cool.

"How ya doing?" She asked me in a sexy voice. Before I could respond, she had entered my car and buckled herself in. She waved to a certain girl in her group before turning to me and smiling. "Where to?" She asked again.