AN: Thank you to everyone that commented! I know it's mostly been Jackie's Point of View but soon there will be full chapters with Hyde's Point of View (: Lol Enjoy!
Disclaimer; I still don't own That 70's Show
I go to the Forman's still. Only it's in the middle of the night – Kitty never locks the basement door "Just in case Steven decides to come home", and it's for the blonde bimbo instead of my friends. Friends. It's Christmas Eve's Eve and I still haven't talked to Hyde or Donna or anyone in the basement gang really. I don't even know if I should even go to the Forman's stupid Christmas party tomorrow.
"What? No go!" she whined.
As much as I hated Laurie with a passion, you know with the whole Michael thing, me and her have really gotten close over the past three weeks. Like yesterday we went to get out nails done – her treat – and then we went out for some ice cream. It was fun, no clubs, no drinking, no anything I dread for at night; just drooling over how hot Johnny McKay's butt looks in his Dairy Queen uniform, just a genuine Jackie and Laurie girl's night out. Something that I needed that was way overdue.
"It'll be awkward!" I tossed a shirt out of her closet, looking for the super cute pink one I saw her wear the other day. Her closet should have a sign that says "Beware of the unknown." It's pretty much like a pit of clothes that never seems to end, no matter how much you dig.
She knows that me and Donna had a fight, I just didn't tell her why though, cause' god knows Laurie would trick where Steven was out of me, and that would just be world war 3.
"So you're just gonna drink yourself to sleep tomorrow night? I wouldn't even do that, it's Christmas Eve!" she threw her arms in the air and fell back into her bed like she's a six year old in a winter wonderland waiting for Santa Claus.
But besides the whole Steven – Edna thing, I pretty much tell her everything. It's like she took me under her wing, like she's the big sister I never had.
Wow, never thought I'd say that about Laurie of all people.
But things have changed, just like the people, and she just happens to be one of them I guess.
I plopped myself on top of the now organized clothes and leaned my head against the door frame.
"I'll think about it."
"You better, or I won't give you this," she pulled a pink sparkly cloth from behind her back and waved it above her head like she just won a competition.
"I just sorted through your clothes for hours and you had it the whole time!" I swaggered over to the blonde, trying the keep a straight face, but failed terribly as a smile escaped my lips.
She fell backwards in hysterics, "I needed my clothes to be sorted out anyways, and you just made the job 10 times easier."
"Give me that," I snatched the shirt I've been searching an eternity for out of her hand.
"So that means you're coming?"
"Whatever," I slid the shirt over my head and looked in the full sized mirror hanging on the door.
I look better in it than she does anyway.
"That's for the guests!" Kitty slapped Eric's hand away from the soft fresh baked chocolate chips cookies that just came out of the oven only a few seconds prior.
The smell made my mouth water.
"Ooooh! I'm a guest!" The fact that Aunt Flow from Red Bank is over, I'm craving the chocolate goodness ten times more than I usually would – if you get my drift.
"Even though Jackie doesn't want to come visit her favorite mamasita anymore, doesn't mean you are anymore of a guest then Eric is," she looks me in the eyes and then laughs obnoxiously like she always does when she's nervous.
"Yeah, I've just been home busy lately." If you were deaf and blind, you would still be able to tell that, that was a big fat lie. It's the most lie known in the book. When I was a kid, before my mom went to Mexico and my dad went to jail and we were all a big happy family – well not exactly happy but you get the picture – and we were invited to all the parties, rich or poor, my mother would use that excuse to get out of going to the "less fortunate" people's parties.
"Home? Oh yeah, I had a feeling that the Devil called you back down to hell. Kelso you owe me five bucks!"
"Are you sure she wasn't in Antarctica where the Ice Princesses' castle is?" a familiar voice came from behind me, as I heard the kitchen sliding glass door open.
No it can't be. Can it? No it can't.
I turned around to see it with my own eyes, him standing in the door frame all cool, calm, and collected, his arms crossed in front of his chest, his infamous aviators covering his eyes, completely Zen.
"HYDE!" Eric ran across the room to give his long lost brother a hug.
Fez and Kelso quickly joined after they realized what was actually going on.
Wait no, how did this happen? I was the only one who knew that he was in the big house. How the hell did he get bailed out, who the hell bailed him out?
Kitty ran into the kitchen like the devil was chasing after her, and literally cried a river.
"Steven! Oh Steven! Are you okay? Are you hungry? Are you sick? When was the last time you ate?" Kitty asked question after question, clearly avoided the question she wanted to hear the most, the question everyone wanted to know, where did he go?
"Mrs. Forman I'm alright." He awkwardly one handedly hugged her and tried to squirm out of her firm grasp.
Everyone who was in the living room, which was only Red, Donna, Bob, and Midge so far, came in and warm welcomely greeted Hyde.
I think I even saw Red's eyes glisten a little with water, nothing too noticeable though.
Kitty was practically hooked to Steven's side, which was annoying the crap out of me because I really had to talk to him.
He never said hi to me, he didn't even glance at me, not once. It was like I was completely invisible. Well that was a stab in the chest.
Pastor Dave was standing in front of everyone in the living room with a bible in hand preaching about Jesus and stuff that I wasn't really listening to. Don't get me wrong, I love god and all, but I had a million and one things on my mind right now, and no offense to the big guy up there but Jesus was not one of them.
I actually think Kitty and Brooke were really the only two paying attention to the lecture.
Even though Brooke had a baby before marriage yadda yadda yadda, she was still a big religious person. It's the way she was raised. I was raised that way too, but then again, everything I was raised to was a big fat lie.
I looked over to Brooke and Kelso, I must say, they did a good job on Betsy. She is the cutest little thing ever. She's going to be raised good, I could already tell she's going to be like Brooke, she's only 2 and she loves to read – baby books of course. And boy does she have Michael's big dark brown eyes. There gorgeous.
After what seemed like forever, we had the Christmas Eve Dinner. I could tell that Steven was avoiding me, was he seriously that mad at me? He's out isn't he, the whole Donna thing shouldn't even matter. Speaking of Donna, the red headed lumberjack, who actually dressed like a girl tonight – I'm impressed, popped a squat next to me.
"You did a good thing," Donna passed the stuffing in my direction.
I rejected, I would never eat anything that looks like throw up, even if I was on a deserted island starving, "Huh?" What is she talking about?
"You know, convincing Hyde to come back, especially on Christmas Eve, it was like the best present ever."
Hyde was having a conversation with everyone else at the table, but I was focused on Donna, it's not like he's talking to me anyways.
"He told you that?" I raised an eyebrow.
"No, but I think you took the whole selfish thing to heart, even if you didn't realize it, so you were the bigger person and brought Hyde home, where he belongs."
Sure that's what happened.
"Yeah," I lied, "But don't say anything, you know how prideful he is, he "chose to himself"" I air quoted with my two index and middle fingers, as I continued out the lie.
She actually believed it too.
I must say, over the past few months, I've became a pro at it.
After that, me and her ate in silence.
I stood up, after completely devouring my meal, to put my plate in the sink, also because Steven's getting up too, but she stopped me. "Look I'm sorry about what happened."
I'm not good with apologizing so I just stuck out my hand and smiled, "Friends?"
"The best," she smiled too and stuck hers out to reach mine.
I quickly dashed out of the dining room and into the kitchen to find only one person in the room.
The person I've been wanting to talk to all night since he showed up.
Alone.
"Hi Steven," I bit my lip.
He didn't say anything, he didn't even acknowledge the fact that I was in the kitchen with him.
My teeth slipped off my lips and I bit my tongue unexpectedly.
"Shit," I muttered to myself, I hate when that happens.
He turns to leave so I put the pain aside and rushed in front of him to block his way.
"Talk to me goddammit!" It annoyed the hell out of me that I did all of that for him and he can't even acknowledge me.
"Of course you want to talk! When doesn't Jackie want to talk? You always want to talk about the future or how your feeling, what can you possibly want to talk about now!?"
Well that kind of hurt.
"Wh- How-." I couldn't even put the sentence together. The words were running through my mind a million miles a second but I just couldn't spit it out.
"What'd you forget how to speak English after you blabbed your mouth to everyone in their mother?"
"What are you talking about!? Is it about the Donna thing? Get over it, she's not suspicious, all she thought was that you ran away, JUST LIKE EVERYONE ELSE!" I didn't even have to look in the mirror to tell that my face was getting red, I could feel the blood rushing toward it.
"No, it's about how you don't know how to keep you're big fat cheerleading mouth shut!"
"Wha- No! I never said anything! What are you talking about?" Is he high or something?
He didn't say anything, he tried to move around me but I stopped him again.
"How'd you get bail?" I folded my arms across my chest. I want answers.
"You know," his face was hard stone.
No I don't? I just gave him a confused look.
"Are you that stupid that I need to spell it out for you?"
Why is he so mean now? I mean before when I was a sophomore he used to be mean, but in a teasing way, now he's just straight up heartless.
"How am I supposed to know Steven? Please enlighten me! Am I supposed to have superpowers and automatically know? Because I sure never got the memo."
"If stupidity is a superpower, than yeah. If blabbing your mouth to people is a superpower, than yeah. Cause' that stupidity and blabbing to other people got me out of that hell hole."
I stood there dumb founded, what the fuck was this guy talking about!?
"You know what Jackie, forget about it, and just leave me alone, it was a freakin' "Christmas Miracle"" He air quoted and walked right past me. I didn't even bother to block him. I was too dumb struck in my thoughts to even do anything.
Fez liked his three Playboys' I got him. It was kind of creepy the way he stared at me after he opened it though.
"Jackie, if you wanted a little piece of Fez, all you had to do is ask," he winked.
"Ewe you Perv!" Donna smacked his leg since she was next to him.
I think I threw up in my mouth a little. I don't even know what was going through my mind when I went out with him.
"Fez, if you want to throw those Playboys' away for a little piece of Jackie," I twirled my finger in my hair "Please don't," I winked back.
He slumped his shoulders and pouted.
I giggled, you had to love him anyways.
Donna got Eric a heart picture frame with the two of them in it.
"Gee Donna thanks, a heart picture isn't what you give on Valentine's day or on our Anniversary. Why not give it on Christmas instead of Star Wars!" Eric commented in the most sarcastic smartass way ever.
I don't understand why she puts up with the scrawny little neighbor boy.
Laurie came running over to me with a box wrapped in newspaper.
Mhm, I haven't seen Laurie all day. Was she even at dinner?
I chuckled, "You're my secret Santa?"
She nodded and handed me the box.
It's light, it almost felt empty.
Maybe she gave me that pink shirt from yesterday!
Excitement filled my body.
I know it is, she would give it to me, that's why she wanted me to come here tonight so badly. SHE GAVE ME THAT PINK SHIRT OH MY GOD.
I was totally girling out right now and tore the newspaper off like I haven't eaten in days and there's food in the box.
But it wasn't food.
Or the pink shirt.
It was a white piece of paper.
I know what you did this summer.
~Laurie
And it was in the same hand writing as the other letter too.
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