Chapter 11. Heartbreaker.
By the next day, I was sure at least Eric already knew of the juicy information I given Donna at our sleepover. I trusted Donna not to tell anyone like Kelso or Fez, but I had a feeling that Eric – who seemed like he could be idiotic at times – would tell them; I just feared it would eventually get to Hyde. I knew right after I'd told Donna that I'd regret it and I did. I had just needed something to get my mind off of the whole thing…
I opened the basement door to Foreman's house and closed the door tightly behind me.
"Yo, Hyde," I said, sitting myself down on the old sofa next to Eric.
He looked away from the television for a split second. I couldn't tell his expression behind his glasses, but he looked like he was in a bad mood; it was probably tiredness since it couldn't have been directed towards me after he visited me a while back at my house that night. He seemed to be more content with me around.
"What?" He spat. "I'm busy."
Or not.
"Damn," I stood up. "Nevermind. I'll just go get my own. But I'm running out of cash, dammit."
I was about to walk out the door when he sighed and stood up. He went over to the back room of the basement and came back with a sweet stash.
"Just this once," He grumbled. "And it was my idea first, man."
Eric tried to ease the tension by making some random comment that fell on deaf ears. After some time moving furniture, we got the circle started. Kelso – almost as if he sensed what was happening – busted his way through the door of the basement and came to sit in the circle with us. Damn, he was a klutz and didn't even bother to close the door; he made me do it instead.
When I walked back and sat down, it was my turn to take a hit and I passed it along. After some time, we were all laughing our asses off and I was completely out of it; I could hardly tell if my thoughts were my thoughts or if it was the guys talking at some points and one of my legs was numb.
"So, there's this car, man," Hyde began, giddy. "And it runs on water. It runs on water man. The damn car runs on water."
"Yknow what's funny, man," Eric practically passed out from oxygen by the rate he was laughing. "Saige, you should tell him."
"What?" I giggled.
"You know, that you like him?" Eric pressed, dazed.
Kelso practically jumped out of his seat, "Whoa, man, you like me!"
"Kelso, you have a girlfriend, she's got to be talking about me," Hyde chuckled. Then it dawned on him what Eric said. "Holy shit, man. You like me. That's cute. Eric, tell her that she's hot."
"Can't she hear you, man?" Eric asked.
The conversation went on for a while. I was too out of it to be angered by what Eric said or even remember for that matter.
The next morning I woke up in a groggy daze and immediately showered off all the sweat from sleeping in my warm bed. After my relaxing shower, I decided to skip blow drying my hair and walked back to my bedroom where I grabbed out my notebook that I wrote my stoned thoughts into; I would write in it every time I got high so I knew vaguely what happened.
1976. Circle was rad. Hyde digs me back. Cool, man.
What the hell was that supposed to mean? Hyde was acting like an ass when I walked over there; he acted the same as before, as if nothing almost happened between us. Maybe he was just a douchey player, but it made no sense that I'd write that…. Unless….
Pissed off, I threw on a light jacket over my tank top and my boots and marched my ass over to Foreman's. I barged my way into the basement to find – surprisingly – Hyde, asleep on the sofa. He was woken up a bit by my slamming of the door. Damn, I had forgotten it was eight in the morning…
"Shit, I'm sorry."
I was about to show myself the way out when he told me to wait and sat up, rubbing his eyes.
"Okay… Why are you here anyways?" I asked.
"It was a long night and I was too out of it to make it home," He said and then muttered: "Not that Edna would've noticed anyways."
I sat next to him on the sofa. He seemed a bit more hospitable today, which was nice. Maybe he was just in a bad mood yesterday, I thought to myself.
We both gazed into each other's eyes at the same time. Since he had just woken up, he wasn't wearing his aviators that distracted from his beautiful, crystal eyes. It made him look younger, more lively, to not wear his dark shades. He held my gaze carefully as he moved closer to me whilst simultaneously pulling me closer with an arm slinked caressingly along my back. My breaths had quickened in pace without me even knowing until then. I could feel my cheeks warm with a rosy blush swept across them. He tilted his head to the side and closed his eyes; I did the same and in the next moment our lips connected harmonically.
It was a sweet kiss at first until I sat myself on my knees to balance myself better; I wrapped one arm around his neck and shoved the other free hand into his hair. He pulled me closer to him and made our kisses hungrier – more aggressive and needy. I could feel myself falling onto my back as he tried to claim dominance. Usually, with most guys, I would fight it and try to take charge but this time I decided to go with the flow of things.
Through the kisses, I licked his lips, to which he opened his mouth into mine and I was able to gain control of his tongue. This war continued for a minute or two until all of the sudden we heard footsteps. Immediately, he pushed himself off of me and threw a blanket over me so that I wouldn't be seen. I lay as flat as I could.
I heard Eric's voice telling Hyde that if he wanted to stay for breakfast that it was ready and then he walked back upstairs. I took the blanket off of myself and sat up.
"Damn," He sighed. "That was close."
"I know."
"I mean, my whole reputation was at stake," He sighed, shaking his head.
"What the hell do you mean?" I asked, almost offended.
"Well, I mean you're hot and all but I'm notorious for one night stands," He admitted. "And I don't want you or anyone else to get the wrong idea since you're not a slut like most of the girls I do it with. Foreman wouldn't think I'd take advantage of you, so he'd assume I turned soft."
"So, you admit you were taking advantage of me, then?" I was appalled. "Damn, Hyde. That was low."
I went to go leave.
"Wait, that's not what I meant!" He sounded frustrated and tried to grab my arm but his grasp held no power.
I heard him muttering profanity under his breath as I shut the door behind myself.