Hey! I just wanted to say thanks for all your reviews during the course of this story! Special shout out to a few regular reviewers of mine: Vaneesa85, Ace5492, Jeremy Shane, cravingsmiles, and jwoo2525. You guys are all awesome reviewers not to mention. Whether it be a long paragraph with input and advice about the next chapter to a one-word encouragement, you guys always support me. Love ya! *leftover Thanksgiving pie all around* Here's the epilogue. Hope you enjoy! Disclaimer: I don't own That '70s Show or the song Perfect by Pink. This sufficiently proving that my 11-11-11 at 11:11 wish didn't come true. Drat!
Three months later…
Hyde, Donna, Eric, Kelso, and Fez were sitting in Club Skunk on a Friday night, beers in everybody's hands. The place was packed. There were hot girls in tight clothes everywhere much to Kelso and Fez's pleasure. Eric got swatted by Donna after ogling a girl walking by. Hyde's eyes, however, were glued to the tiny brunette doing sound check, the one that just happened to be his girlfriend. He caught her gaze and smirked. Jackie simply rolled her eyes in response before rushing off to join the rest of her band backstage. Hyde would never admit it, but his girlfriend looked smoking hot. Jackie was wearing a one-shouldered red top with her band's logo on it with a short, tight black skirt and slim black boots. Her makeup was done rockerish with heaver eyeliner and bright red lips. Hyde would've jumped her right then and there if he could've. The thing most attractive to him about Jackie that night, however, was her smile. Jackie's smile seemed to light up the whole club. The gang had been seeing a lot more of that smile since both Jackie and Lucy had started to heal.
It had started out a slow process. Both girls were so set in their ways that it was hard to stop. They recovered little by little. Jackie started off eating tiny meals and slowly made her way to better sized meals. Lucy didn't cut for a week, and then that week was turned into a month. Neither of them was healed completely in any sense, but they were on their way. The scars on Lucy's wrists were healing, and Jackie's body seemed to look healthier. Everyone was willing to do their part. Donna and Mrs. Forman acted as mother hens, making sure each girl was taking care of themselves. Eric kept things normal by treating both girls exactly like he did before, an act thoroughly appreciated. Fez and Kelso, on the other hand, kept everyone laughing when there were bad days. And Hyde? Well, he loved Jackie Burkhart. Enough said.
Lucy and Jackie's major source of music, however, was music. Jackie and Lucy started writing songs like crazy. Both were constantly at band practice. The best friends found peace in their music, and their band mates were more than willing to help. Not to mention that the new music they were writing was really good.
Which was why the gang was at Club Skunk in the first place. The Heartbreakers were being scoped out by some record labels, and Jackie wanted everyone to be there for this gig. No one had any idea what the loud midget had up her sleeve, but they showed up all the same.
Hyde was snapped out of thoughts by Fez's excited cries. "They're starting!' he exclaimed. Hyde turned around to see the band taking the stage. Surprisingly, Jackie didn't go directly to the drummer's seat. She went to the front of the stage and picked up the microphone.
"Jackie's going to sing?" Donna asked in shock. Hyde only shrugged nonchalantly. None of them had ever seen Jackie sing at one of the band's performances. The foreigner shushed them as Jackie began to talk.
"Hi, I'm Jackie, but my band mates call me Blue. We're the Heartbreakers, and this first treat is a little treat for you. I wrote it myself about a lot of things in my life, so I hope you enjoy." Jackie looked back at Lucy, who winked. Dexter, Trent, and Greg started to play their guitars. Lucy followed on the drums as Jackie began to sing.
Made a wrong turn
once or twice.
Dug my way out, blood and fire.
Bad decisions, that's alright.
Welcome to my silly life.
Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood
Miss "No way, it's all good", it didn't slow me down
Mistaken, always second guessing, underestimated!
Look, I'm still around...
Pretty pretty please!
Don't you ever ever feel
Like you're less than, less than perfect
Pretty pretty please
If you ever ever feel like you're nothing you are perfect to me.
You're so mean (Your so mean)
When you talk (When you talk) about yourself, you were wrong
Change the voices (Change the voices) in your head (In the head)
Make them like you instead
So complicated, look how happy you'll make it
Filled with so much hatred... such a tired game
It's enough! I've done all I can think of
Chased down all my demons, I've seen you do the same.
Oh, pretty pretty please
Don't you ever ever feel
Like you're less than, less than perfect
Pretty pretty please
If you ever ever feel like you're nothing you are perfect to me
The whole world's scared so I swallow the fear
The only thing I should be drinking is an ice cold beer
So cool in line, and we try try try,
But we try too hard and it's a waste of my time
Done looking for the critics, cause they're everywhere
They don't like my jeans, they don't get my hair
Exchange ourselves, and we do it all the time
Why do we do that? Why do I do that?
Why do I do that?
Yeah, oh, oh baby, pretty please!
Pretty pretty please,
Don't you ever ever feel
Don't you ever ever feel
Like you're less than, less than perfect
Pretty pretty please
If you ever ever feel like you're nothing you are perfect to me
Yeaaahhh...
You are perfect, you're perfect
Pretty pretty please, if you ever ever feel like you're nothing
You are perfect to me.
Jackie finished her song with passion. Everyone in the club clapped furiously. The band did a whole set before taking a break. She went straight to Hyde and the gang. He kissed her so hard and so hungrily that she could barely register Dexter's voice talking about one of the agents who wanted a meeting with them. Yep, things were definitely perfect for Jackie Burkhart. And for once, they were going to stay that way.