The Book of Revelations

Verse 6: Could-a, Would-a, Should-a

Author's Note: Please review, I beg of you. And Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Not at all mine, not the "Word of God" from which I gained my title, nor That 70's Show from which I thieved the characters and situations. However, I'd have paid better attention in Sunday school if Hyde had been involved…just saying.

Donna Pinciotti, 1977

We all have things we would change or take back. Of that I'm pretty certain. Eric, maybe wouldn't have said he loved cake when I told him I loved him. Hyde probably would not have kissed me if he'd known then to what extent I was into scrawny neighbor boy. Kelso, the moron, should regret 99 of the things he's ever said or done. But I am supposed to be the smart one. The pulled together one who is capable of thinking before she speaks, and acts, usually, with the best interest of her loved ones at heart. But looking back on some recent events in the little world I share with my friends, I find myself thinking…I could have, would have, should have…done things better.

Namely, in regards to the girl I have come, albeit reluctantly, to call my best friend.

So, she knows now. Saw it with her own two eyes. And oddly enough, has latched herself on to Hyde of all people. And thankfully, she isn't mad that I didn't let her know when I found out about Laurie back at Vanstock.

Though to be fair, I did point out that he wasn't she thought he was…like the night he sat her house on fire. The dillhole.

But lately, I've been just feeling so guilty. That maybe she wouldn't have cried so much, maybe she wouldn't have asked herself what she had done wrong, if it had been her best friend rather than her very eyes that revealed the horny bastard's betrayal.

Perhaps, she wouldn't have believed me. Perhaps, I would have ended up a rat like Hyde talked about.

Or perhaps, her heart could have been a little less broken. A little less lied too.

Yesterday, I found her sobbing in her room, whimpering that she was unlovable and unwanted. And my heart broke with hers. Because like it or not she is my best friend. And all my problems with Eric, that have been distracting me since I found out, seem pretty trivial by comparison to what she's going through. Again. Because he cheated. Again. And nothing I say can make this any better now.

So I think I should have told her. It would have been the right thing to do.

But I'm stuck, instead, letting her give me a makeover Saturday night to cheer her up. And I've been trying to talk Hyde into being a little nicer to her.

And now he's so sick of her he agrees I should have told her too.

If only we could go back and change those things we regret. If only…

I Could-a, Would-a, Should-a.