PURITY

Disclaimer: I own nothing from the That 70's Show, or SLIPKNOT, (R.I.P. Paul Grey). The song, is obviously the name of the title, check it out anywhere you listen to music online, or, perhaps in your cd or DVD collections? And I DO plan on getting back to my other stories in a little bit, I just gotta remember, what I want to do with each individual story. S/N: Please remember, this Eric, is going to be very, VERY dark. This is also, in the past for this current story.

Point Place, 1980

Eric looked at his hands once again, and he thought about all the things that had gotten him to this point in time. Everything he'd ever done in the basement, with his friends, the wedding hen ran from, Africa, coming back on New Years, Jackie booking, Donna choosing Randy over him, and finally, his dad telling him he loved him as this last piece of breath left his body on that cold rainy night, just a day ago. Eric looked around his par…, no his Mother's living room. He couldn't take it anymore, he had to get out before he went totally insane.

Maze…psychopathic daze...I created this waste

Back away from tangents on the verge of drastic ways…

Can't escape this place…I deny your face

Sweat gets in my eyes, I think I'm slowly dying

He jumped up from the chair he'd been in, startling everyone in the room, and he ran to the Vista Cruiser so he could escape this place, all these memories were assaulting him. He needed a place he could think clearly, he needed someplace private to go to, and he new just the place. He heard there voices as he drove off, leaving skid marks down the driveway, and he couldn't help but imagine his father's voice…"DUMBASS!"… but he didn't stop, and he vowed he never would, not until the day he died.

Put me in a homemade cellar

Put me in a hole for shelter

Someone hear me please, all I see is hate

I can hardly breathe and I can hardly take it

Hitting the interstate at 80 miles an hour, which he could see was severely taxing the vehicle, as smoke was starting to pop out a little bit from the engine of the car, he headed in the direction of New York, her last known location. "Fucking old ass piece of shit," Eric whispered as he continued to mercilessly challenge the car's engine, but he didn't care, he'd drive it as far as Hades to get away from…there. He looked at the nearest road sign, and saw he was still a few hundred miles out of New York, CRRACCKKKK, and SCCCRRREEECCCCHHHHHHH!

HANDSONMYFACEOVERBEARINGICAN'TGETOUT

Lost…ran at my own cost...hearing laughter, scoffed

Learning from the rush, detached from such and such

Bleak…all around me weak…listening, incomplete

I am not a dog but I'm the one you're dogging

I am in a buried kennel

I have never felt so final

Someone find me please, losing all reserve

I am fucking gone, I think I'm fucking dying

"FUCK!" Eric yelled as the transmission, and a good part of the engine literally dropped from the car, the strain from the torque of the engine shredding the already weak bolts holding the engine up. As the car slowed to a crawl at the corner of the road, Eric slammed his head on the steering wheel, and grew a little angrier. He picked his head up, and looked to the right to see a roadside phone, glaring Eric unbuckled his seat belt, hopped violently over to the right side of the car, and jumped out of the car. He remembered her number, and also what she asked, and he never told them her number.

You all stare, but you'll never see

There is something inside me

You all stare, but you'll never see

There is something in you I despise

Cut me - show me - enter – I am willing

And able and never any danger to myself

Knowledge in my pain, knowledge in my pain

Or was my tolerance a phase

Empathy, out of my way

I can't die

PURITY

He finally reached the phone, good thing he knew most of the operators on the line. "Hello, this is the operator, how may I help you?" smiling Eric said, "Melinda? It's Eric, I'm calling in that favor, just get this number…" Waiting for a few minutes to connect, and Melinda's threat of 'Last favor ever', Eric waited till he got her answering machine. Taking a deep breath, Eric spoke into the receiver, "I did what you said, I didn't tell them, but lately, something bad's happened, Red died, i..I can't be there anymore. You said if I ever needed help to come to you, well, I'm on the highway between Point Place, and your place, the car broke down. Can you come and get me Jackie?"