Donna and Randy were sitting in the basement watching reruns of Charlie's Angels when Fez stormed in, a grief-struck expression painted on his face.

"Fez, what's wrong?" Donna joked. "Are they discontinuing Twizzlers or something?"

"Jackie's gone," Fez stated. He said it as a factual thing, as if he were telling her the weather for the day rather than news that their best friend was missing.

The blonde looked at him as if he grew a second head. "What?" She asked slowly. "Fez, what the hell are you talking about? What do mean 'Jackie's gone'?"

"I mean she's gone! I woke up this morning and everything Jackie had was missing." Fez cried. He really didn't feel like reliving the moment he first found out. "Her room was empty and her car was gone! No note, no anything. She just left."

"She just left without telling anyone where she's going?" Randy inquired. "I don't know Jackie very well, but that doesn't sound like something she'd do at all."

"It isn't," Donna said. "I know Jackie and she wouldn't do that." She turned back to Fez. "Fez, are you absolutely sure she didn't leave a note or anything?"

"I searched the apartment for over an hour. There is nothing. I was hoping she would call here."

"What the hell are you waiting for?" Donna yelled. "Go ask Mr. and Mrs. Forman!"

With that demand, she bolted past Fez and ran towards her bedroom, which she had once shared with Jackie. She ran past her dad, not even giving him a chance to ask what had happened. In her bedroom, she punched the wall and yelled "DAMN IT!"

She knew after the way Hyde treated her last night from the burns to pushing her in the creek, that Jackie would be a wreck today. Of course, Donna was no help herself, laughing at every spiteful word he had thrown towards Jackie.

She knew Jackie would be upset, but she'd never anticipated that Jackie would just leave.

She almost wishes she could feel betrayed by her best friend, but Donna knows deep down that she lost the right to even call her that anymore. When Sam had come through the Forman's front door, Donna's first instinct should have been to protect Jackie. After all, Jackie had always been a great friend to Donna, despite a bunch of cheap shots at her image.

Jackie had gotten her through endless amounts of fights with Eric. Jackie was there for her when Eric broke up with her. Jackie paid for the engagement ring. Jackie was even there when Eric bailed on their wedding.

And what did Donna do? She wasn't there for Jackie when Hyde married someone else. She thinks it's kind of stupid, how Jackie did more for her in situations that now seem so irrelevant, and when Jackie needed Donna the most, she buddied up with Sam.

Looking back, Donna doesn't even have a good reason for how she treated Jackie. Maybe she was so mad at Eric that she took it out on Jackie. Maybe she was just trying to be friendly. Or maybe she was just being a bitch. But who knows? Maybe it doesn't even matter anymore. Whatever the reason, it happened and now Donna had to face the consequences.

Earlier, when she had spoken to Randy and Fez, she boasted that she knew Jackie wouldn't leave without a note or some indication of where she was going. But that was an outright lie. She didn't know Jackie, not anymore. She used to know Jackie's every move, what she would do next, and how she would react to every adversity that could come her way. How the hell did that all get lost in this mess?

"It's gone because of you. She's gone because of you." A little voice in the back of her head told her.

This was her fault. Her fault and Hyde's. Even with Hyde treating her the way he did, Jackie might have stayed if she had a friend to grasp onto. The love of your life leaving you for another would be one thing, but having your best friend choose the other girl over you too?

Donna almost couldn't blame her. After all, she had practically pushed Jackie out.

First, Eric had left her and now Jackie was gone too. And naturally, she'd found secondhand replacements for both of them. She had inadvertently allowed two new people to take up their spaces in her life. But it would never be the same again.

Because at the end of the day, Randy was no Eric. And Sam was no Jackie.

Hey guys! I hope you like it! As always, please leave a comment with your thoughts!

My friend saw my folder with this and my other works I've already posted or are working on and asked me if I'd ever write anything that's NOT angst or death or pain. So heads up, if I have a really fluffy piece out soon, just know it was due to peer pressure.

Also, drop your favorite Jackie/Hyde songs. I am ready to hurt myself with them.