10:01a.m.
Michael Kelso's Point of View:
It's hot, and this class is pointless. I'm sitting here trying to pay attention but the teacher's words are just a blur, and I'm sure I've got a blank expression on my face as usual. School sucks. I used to be smart and then…
I have to pee.
I raise my hand and Mr. Needleman looks over with a shocked expression. Oh shit, he thinks I'm going to answer.
"Yes Michael?" he asks hopefully. He's a good guy. Too bad I have to disappoint him.
"Can I go to the bathroom, please?" I ask politely, hoping my manners will get me off the hook. They never do.
"Answer the question first please Michael," he sighs. I think, searching for an answer, but a sense of urgency overwhelms me and I say the first thing that comes to mind.
"Uhm, twelve?" I answer. He looks at me blankly.
"Michael, this is Social Studies, not Math," he says slowly.
I need to lay off the reefer. And pee. NOW.
"Kay, can I go now please?!" I ask quickly. Something is pulling me out of the room, and I don't think it's my bladder. He nods and I nearly sprint out the door. I run to the bathroom down the hall, but for some reason the door is locked. I delay my thoughts and run up the flight of stairs. The nearest bathroom was at the end of the hall, but instead I feign right and head to the bathroom on the left hand side of the opposite hallway. I burst in the door and my eyes fixate on a stream of blood in the middle of the floor. For a minute I think I might be in the wrong bathroom, but as my eyes follow the stream I realize I'm not.
Hyde is lying on the floor in a pool of his own blood.
"STEVEN!! HYDE PLEASE!! NO!" I scream.
"Sorry," he replies in barely a whisper. I stand here trying to figure out what to do. Should I stay with him or go for help? I don't want to leave him, but I can't just let him die. I turn and poke my head out the bathroom door.
"HELP! PLEASE SOMEBODY HELP ME!! THERES SOMEONE DYING IN THE BATHROOM," I scream louder than I ever have before. A few teachers burst out of their rooms and run at me.
"He's in here." The female teacher is the first through the door, followed swiftly by the others and me. I hear gasps of shock and footsteps run for a phone, but it doesn't register. Hyde's eyes are closed, and his chest is barely moving, each breath causes more blood to squirt from his throat. I pull of my shirt and drop to the floor beside him. My pants are cold with the blood soaking into them.
"Hyde?" I whisper as I press my shirt to the gash in his throat.
"Hyde, please, stay with me." I notice the slits on his wrists and rip pieces off of my shirt, tying them around the wounds.
"Hyde, don't leave. I love you."
His eyes flutter open.
A/N: Okay, so I've decided to make this a strange love triangle. Hyde may at one point get with Kelso, but will end up with Jackie, I promise you. After all, it was tagged as Hyde/Jackie.
Sorry it took so long, next chapter will be up soon.