Hey! Super, super, super sorry I haven't updated in a while! The last few weeks of school are always hectic, and I want to end the year with straight As. I get out a week from tomorrow, so I'll be able to update more frequently this month. So, in this chapter, Hyde gets the full story about Jason from Jackie. Hope u guys like it! Reviews are always appreciated.
Jackie, through her tears, managed to navigate her way to the junkyard part of the track. She liked to come there to clear her head. Something about the solitude of the area was soothing to the pint-sized princess. Jason had introduced her to the spot when they were kids. He had always loved to roam the scraps for anything he could take apart. Jackie's older brother had always believed that you learned more about an object by taking it apart. She didn't share the same mindset, but the place still enchanting to her. It soon became the siblings' spot, the place where they could go to tune out their parents' fighting. And when Jason died, Jackie went there every night, occasionally falling asleep. She would wake up on the couch in Joe's office with a soft blanket covering her. Jackie wiped away her tears. She was sick of crying and sick of her life.
Hyde walked towards Jackie. She looked beautiful yet tragic sitting on a worn-out tire in the middle of a junkyard. Of all the places she could go, he wasn't sure why she picked this particular spot. Being closer to the tiny brunette, Hyde saw tear tracks on her face. Small sobs were still coming out of her mouth, and her whole body was shaking. "Jackie?" Hyde whispered. She didn't respond. He moved closer to her, taking a seat on a broken motorcycle seat. "Jackie?"
"This was our place," the crazy-eyed beauty explained to Hyde, her back still turned to him. "Jason and I used to come here when the fighting got too bad. We'd walk all the way here, and Joe would let us in no matter what time it was. He would take me here, and we'd just sit until it was okay to go home." Hyde stayed silent; he felt like he had no right to say anything at that moment. "When Jason died, I still came here every night. It was the only place I could get any peace at. It's still true." Jackie mumbled that last part, but Hyde still heard it.
"Why didn't you tell us about Jason?" Hyde asked gently. The tiny brunette turned to face him. He couldn't help but be hypnotized by her sad mismatched eyes.
"I thought that if I didn't talk about it, it would hurt less." Jackie gave out a low chuckle. "Turns out it was the opposite."
"Then tell me everything," Hyde challenged, trying to stay zen. He had been kept in the dark long enough.
Jackie studied his face for any signs of mockery or intentions. There were none. The dirty burnout simply wanted her to tell him her story. Had it been anyone else, the loud midget would've refused on the spot. There were some things people like Eric and Donna couldn't understand. Eric wouldn't understand having parents who took care of you whenever it was convenient from them. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that Jason raised her. And Donna certainly couldn't understand the two broken little girls who listened when the older boy had promised to always protect them no matter what.
Jackie and Lucy had been seven, and Jason had been eight. They sat on the swing set in Lucy's backyard. They spent all their time at Lucy's house before her dad died and her mom went crazy. Jackie had been sitting on the pink swing, pumping herself up higher into the air. Lucy was on the swing next to her doing the same time. Jason was sitting up on top of the slide, watching the sun go down. Suddenly, Jackie proclaimed, "I want a Prince Charming!" Her blonde-haired friend nodded in agreement.
Jason made a face. "What's so great about a Prince Charming?" His little sister and the girl he considered another sister both gave him a look of disbelief.
"Having a Prince Charming is the best thing that could ever happen to you!" Jackie exclaimed. "He'll be handsome, charming, wealthy, smart, kind…"
"And he'll save you from high towers, dragons, and evil stepmothers," Lucy added with a wistful smile.
"But why would you need a Prince Charming when I could do that stuff for you?" Jason pointed out. "I'll always take care of you two no matter what." And, until the day he died, Jason kept the promise he made on the play ground.
And so Jackie started to tell Hyde her story because she was sure he would be one of the few people who would understand it. And he did. He scowled when she talked about her floozy mother, absent father, and endless string of nannies that had raised her and Jason and smiled at her memories of growing up with her brother and Lucy. He laughed when Jackie told him how she came to play the drums and be in a band with Jason, Dexter, Trent, and Lucy. He was pissed off when she told him about Andy and Pam Macy and all those other guys she had slept with while trying to feel something. He was worried when she told him about her anorexia and binge drinking, and he rubbed her back when she started crying while telling about the day Jason died and the argument they had had that day. He looked shocked as Jackie told him about Lucy's departure and her sudden reinvention of herself.
Jackie looked up at Hyde after she had finished talking, looking for something to indict what he thought. Did he think she was a nut case? A screw-up? But, to Jackie's surprise, as soon as her mismatched eyes met his baby blue ones, Hyde leaned in and kissed her. It was a hungry kiss, a passionate kiss. Though she was surprised, Jackie didn't pull away. They kept making out. After about ten minutes, Hyde pulled away. "Will you come somewhere with me?" he pleaded.
"Yes," Jackie answered, letting him pull her up and walk her towards the exit. She had no clue where Hyde was taking her, but she had a feeling it was going to be an interesting night.