Disclaimer: Don't own anything but the slightly changed plotline.
Note: If you feel that my Hyde is a bit OOC, it's just because I think being with someone at a younger age, and while he still lived with Edna, would make him just a bit more vulnerable, so...
Warning: Heavily implied child abuse
"Damn!" Kelso yelled when Eric caught the basketball.
"Ohhh," Hyde mocked, "And Kelso misses another one."
The group was hanging around the driveway, surrounding the basketball stand, playing a game of Horse. Jackie didn't participate, standing off to the side near the opening of the garage to watch.
"I believe that's, uh, H-O-R," Hyde said, bouncing the ball once or twice after Eric threw it to him.
Fez giggled, "You are a whore."
Kelso gave him a strange look, "No, the game is Horse."
"Ohhh," Fez sighed, a look of realization on his face, holding a finger to his lips as he walked off somewhere, smiling a little. The group watched him go, looking back at each other in a 'what the hell' kind of way. Hyde shook his head before tossing Fez the ball.
"Okay, Steven," Jackie said, walking toward him, "I'm gonna go home; I hafta do my homework."
"You do your homework on a Saturday night?" Eric asked, an amused smile on his face.
"Yeah," Jackie drawled out, a 'duh' look etched on her face, making Hyde smirk behind her.
"Look, I mean look at me," Eric said, "I've gotta thousand word term paper due Monday, but you don't see me sweating, I've gotta whole crappy Sunday to take care of it."
"You should stay, Jackie," Kelso smiled, "Steve Martin's hosting Saturday Night."
Hyde shook his head at that, seeing a look of outrage on Jackie's face.
"I hate that show," She said, "Okay, they have these commercials you think are real, but they're not real. And then, you wanna buy the stuff."
Kelso just turned away, brushing the hair on the side of his head with his hand, a look that was a mixture of confusion and irritation on his face.
Jackie rolled her eyes, turning away from him to give Hyde a pleasant smile. She rubbed his arm a little, "Okay, see you, Steven," She said, standing up on her tip toes to give him a small kiss before turning and walking down the driveway.
"Bye..."
"Bye-Bye..."
Eric and Donna drawled out a little sarcastically only to receive an annoyed, "Shut up!" from Jackie, making Hyde smirk a little and give a single, sarcastic nod.
"She does her homework on a Saturday night?" Eric smirked at Hyde, "That's so hip."
"Whatever," Hyde muttered, barely paying attention as he looked around, trying to figure out where the hell Fez went.
"Again," Eric said, "When are you breaking up with her?"
"I'm not," Hyde muttered again, still turning his head around to find Fez.
"I like 'er," Kelso grinned, "I think you should keep 'er."
"You think she's hot," Donna rolled her eyes, "And lay off, Eric; Hyde likes 'er, so what?"
"She's the devil," Eric defended.
Hyde shrugged, giving up his search for Fez as he crossed his arms, staring at Eric. Donna looked at him for a moment before turning to Eric with a grin, "Apologize for calling Jackie the devil, Eric."
"Wha-" Eric sputtered, "No, I did nothing wrong."
Donna and Hyde continued staring at him, making him a bit nervous. It was one thing to piss off Donna, a whole other to piss off Hyde, but to piss them both off at once?
"Okay, fine. I'm sorry for calling Jackie the devil," He said as if he were a scolded child, making Kelso snicker.
A small pause.
"Hey, where's Fez?" Eric asked, and Hyde rolled his eyes at them taking so long to notice their foreign friend's absence.
They suddenly heard the whoosh of the basketball net and they whipped around in time to see the ball bounce off the ground. Turning to find where the ball came from, they saw Fez grinning triumphantly behind the white fence behind the Forman house.
"Make that shot, whore," He smiled, and they turned back to the net, wondering how the hell he did that.
"Are we going to Eric's today?" Jackie asked as they walked down the sidewalk from her house the next night. Hyde walked in front of her, holding her hand, leading her. He's been acting odd all day; he showed up last night to stay over, but refused to remove his sunglasses. He's been listening to everything she asks him to do, not leaving her side for more than ten minutes; he has yet to take his sunglasses off. She can't help but wonder if it had something to do with his mother or her boyfriend; Steven had been limping last night when he came over and this morning, and he didn't stop until that afternoon, saying that he tripped down his porch and that his leg was better now. But she knew better.
"Yeah," Hyde smirked, "I wanna see how he handles grandma dearest." Donna had called Jackie this morning, laughing, saying that Eric's grandma Bernice was going to visit today because of some injured relative or whatever; Jackie hadn't understood, but Donna wanted her to tell Hyde (he makes sure his friends don't have his number; doesn't want them talking to Edna).
"She can't be that bad, Steven," Jackie smiled.
"Ohhh, but she is, Jackie."
Hyde sat in his usual chair, arms crossed, Jackie sitting sideways on his lap. Kelso and Donna sat on the couch, Fez on the tricycle. Hyde's lip curled at the TV when a voice announced, "Welcome to Worship for Shut-Ins."
"Change it," Kelso said immediately, and Fez rolled the tricycle closer to the TV, switching the channel, the sound of bowling pins being hit echoing through the room.
"Okay, change that," Hyde said, his face blank, but a smirk in his tone.
"How did we change channels before Fez?" Donna asked as they watched Fez do as he was told.
"I don't think we did," Kelso answered as Eric came down the stairs, still wearing his nice clothes from church.
"Oh, hey guys," He said, "I gotta work on my term paper."
"Where's Gramma?" Donna asked in a mocking voice.
"She's in the bathroom, so I've got like, twenty, thirty minutes tops to work on this."
"What's the assignment?"
"Uh... 'in a thousand words, describe the three branches of the United States government and their functions'... I'll never make it."
"Well, go up there and tell them you have homework to do," Donna demanded, giving him a 'duh' look.
"No," Eric said immediately, "I wanna keep peace in the family."
"Yeah, Donna," Hyde smirked, "Forman wants the Hallmark Card family."
"Wha-" Eric stuttered, "No, I don't."
"Yeah," Hyde drawled, "I can see it in those wide, hopeful eyes."
Hearing stomping footsteps on the stairs, the kids turned to Red as he stopped at the corner, "Dammit, Eric!" He yelled, "Stop hiding from your grandmother; she's old, she could die, let's move!"
"I thought she was in the bathroom!" Eric called after him as he ran back up the stairs.
"False alarm!" Red yelled back.
"Here," Donna said, taking his homework binder from him, "Go take care of your grandma, we can do this."
"Thanks," Eric muttered, sprinting back up the stairs.
"Okay," Kelso said, leaning closer to Donna to look at the binder, "How many words does he have?"
"His name, the date, the class," Donna answered, "Seven."
"Well," Hyde said bluntly, "He's screwed."
"Use his middle name," Kelso suggested.
"See," Jackie smiled triumphantly, "This would never happen to me. That's why I do my homework on Saturday."
Hyde ignored her, gently pushing her from his lap to snatch the binder from Donna, "I got this; the three true branches of the government are Military, Corporate, and Hollywood," He said, ignoring the strange looks the others sent him as Fez stood from his tricycle.
"I must go home now," He said, making his way up the stairs, "My host parents have left me a curfew."
Kelso leaned back against the couch, looking asleep as Donna sat in the lawn chair, setting the binder on the coffee table, pencil ready to write. Jackie sat in Hyde's chair, picking at her nails and ignoring Hyde's government talk.
"...with their sugar coated ideals designed to anesthetize the ignorant masses," He ranted, "Why? So that the military slash corporate branches can carry out world domination." Jackie rolled her eyes, but smiled anyway. He sounded completely crazy when he talked about this stuff, but she liked to listen to him; he sounded so passionate.
"Alright," He said, sitting on the couch, "Read that back to me."
"Okay," Donna smiled sarcastically before copying the sounds the adults of Charlie Brown make, "Whow, whow, whow, whow, whow."
"You didn't get any of that?" Hyde asked, slightly irritated.
"Let's just use an encyclopedia," Donna suggested.
"Oh, you just wanna vomit up facts from an encyclopedia?"
"...Yeah."
"Okay, fine, vomit away. I will not be a part of this then."
"Eric," Kitty called as she came rushing down the stairs, "Are you down here?"
"He's outside, Mrs. Forman," Jackie answered.
"Okay, uh... Why don't you come eat with us?" Kitty asked, "I need all the help I can get."
They all made a move to stand, but Kitty stopped Hyde, smiling a bit nervously, "Steven, honey, no, Grandma doesn't like you."
"Well, what am I supposed to eat?" Hyde complained as Jackie grabbed Eric's binder and turned through the pages.
"Help yourself to the deep freeze," Kitty said as Donna and Kelso followed her to the stairs.
"But everything's frozen..." Hyde suddenly smirked, talking quietly so no one would hear, "And I have a dryer."
"Oh, Donna," Jackie said, smiling at her, "I think I did this paper last year in history. I think I got an A, too, do you want me to go get it?"
"Oh, yes!" Donna smiled excitedly as she, Kelso, and Kitty scampered upstairs, "Yes, yes, yes!"
Hyde ignored them, going to the deep freeze and pulling out a pack of french fries. He opened up the dryer and tossed them in.
"Steven," Jackie scolded, but he only smirked at her and started the dryer.
"C'mon," He said, grabbing her hand, pulling her toward the basement door, "This way, they'll be done when we get back and I can eat."
CIRCLE
FORMAN DINING ROOM
CUT TO RED
RED: (holds up a fork of cheese potatoes, a fake grin on his face) "Honey, these, uh, cheesey potatoes are delicious." (stuffs the potato into his mouth) "Mmmm."
PAN TO KITTY
KITTY: (smiling nervously) "Thank you, honey."
PAN TO KELSO
KELSO: (stuffing his face full of potatoes while glancing around the room)
PAN TO DONNA
DONNA: (a big, fake smile on her face) "They really are great, Mrs. Forman."
PAN TO ERIC
ERIC: (smiling both fakely and a bit nervously) "We have them whenever Gramma comes over, cuz Mom knows how much she loves 'em. Right, Gramma?"
PAN TO BERNICE
BERNICE: (smoking; giving a blunt stare) "They make me sick. I'm allergic to dairy."
PAN TO FEZ
FEZ: (sympathetic) "Oh, how sad."
PAN TO RED
RED: (annoyed) "Mom, this is Wisconsin. You're not allergic to dairy."
PAN TO KITTY
KITTY: (smiling fakely, her tone annoyed) "Well, Red, maybe she's just allergic to my dairy."
PAN TO KELSO
KELSO: (looks back and forth between Bernice and Kitty nervously)
PAN TO DONNA
DONNA: "Well, if you're allergic to dairy, you shouldn't be putting cream in your coffee. I mean, creamer is-"
PAN TO ERIC
ERIC: (interrupting her nervously) "Donna, Donna. No."
PAN TO BERNICE
BERNICE: "You shut up, Eric. And who the hell are you?"
PAN TO ERIC
ERIC: "Gramma, that's Donna. You've known her for sixteen years."
PAN TO BERNICE
BERNICE: "I most certainly have not. Besides," (smiles at Fez) "I like your new friend better."
PAN TO FEZ
FEZ: (giving one of his seductive Fez-smiles) "The feeling is mutual."
PAN TO RED
RED: (stuffing his face quickly, talking in between bites) "Well, I should- Noise in the garage- Raccoons. Bye." (quickly stands from the table)
PAN TO KITTY
KITTY: (smiling fakely) "Well, I just- I just- I couldn't eat another bite." (quickly follows Red to leave)
PAN TO KELSO
KELSO: "Soooo. Basement. Bye." (quickly leaves, carrying his plate of food)
PAN TO DONNA
DONNA: "I'm going back downstairs. Excuse me." (quickly follows Kelso)
PAN TO ERIC
ERIC: (trying to be nice) "So... let's say we watch Lauren's Whelk, huh, Gramma?"
PAN TO BERNICE
BERNICE: (smiling at Fez) "No, I'm gonna watch Lauren's Whelk with my new friend." (smiles seductively at Fez) "You up for another foot rub, Dezzie?"
PAN TO ERIC
ERIC: (looks horrified)
Jackie bit her lip, a bit nervous; she knows Steven doesn't like to talk about his feelings and usually shuts people out when they try to ask him about them, but she wants to know why he's been acting so strange all day and about his limp from this morning.
Which is why, the second he shut her bedroom door, she used his arm to gently make him face her and wrapped her arms around his waist, looking up at him. He gave her a small smirk, wrapping his arm around her shoulders, but his eyebrows were furrowed in confusion.
"Steven," She started hesitantly, "What's wrong?"
He shook his head a little, still confused, "What?"
She sighed and grabbed his hand, leading him to sit on the edge of the bed beside her, "Steven, you've been acting weird all day. You've been doing everything I tell you to do, and even though I complain about it, I like it better when you argue with me. And you won't let me leave your side for more than ten minutes... and what about your limp from this morning?"
During her little speech, Steven's face slowly fell, his eyes becoming a bit dimmer behind his sunglasses, and when she finished, he let out a small sigh, running his hand down his face as he turned away from her.
"...Can we not talk about this, Jackie?" He mumbled, "Let's just find your paper."
"Umm..." She smiled nervously, "I actually didn't do Eric's paper... I just wanted to talk to you about what's wrong, so..."
"Dammit, Jackie," Hyde muttered, irritated as he quickly stood from the bed. She watched him pace for a moment, removing his sunglasses and hooking them to his shirt, rubbing his face with his hands before he heaved out a sigh and sat next to her again. She gasped quietly when she took in the bruise on his left eye, previously hidden by his dark lenses; it sat right where dark circles form under eyes, his actual eye a bit pink and red-rimmed.
"I'm just..." He murmured; he face was pointed towards hers, but his eyes were looking away from her, "My ma's boyfriends've always handled me. Just me. But last night..." He trailed off, licking his lips in a nervous manner before his eyes finally found hers, "Last night, Ian actually hit my ma."
Jackie's eyes widened a little, her mouth slightly falling open in surprise, a small gasp escaping her.
"And I know that it shouldn't matter," He continued, "She's never worried about it before whenever they went after me, but... I don't know, man, she's my ma. She's my only family, and when I saw 'em hit 'er, I just... I kinda lost it. I hit 'em back, and... it just wasn't a smart idea."
He swallowed a little, "And, uh... when my ma pulled 'em off me, she told me she didn't want me around him until he calmed down and that I should stay with you, but... Ian's never heard about you before; I didn't want him to know about you, and he started yelling. He said no one could care about me... especially not some little girl, and he said I should watch myself or I'd lose you, and..."
"Steven," Jackie interrupted calmly, grabbing his face with her hands, rubbing her thumbs over his cheeks, "Why would you worry about what he says?"
"I'm..." He swallowed again, eyes darting down, "I don't..."
"Steven," Jackie said, "Don't ever worry about what people like him tell you, okay. You don't have to care about that."
"Jackie, if I didn't care about whether or not you left me, I wouldn't freak out about it so much," He said, his tone a little lighter than before, "I like you," He suddenly returned to his usual gruff voice, "And don't expect me to say that every damn day, cuz I'm not gonna."
Jackie smiled a little, "Well, it's okay, Steven. I like you, too."
With that, she pressed her lips against his, holding on to his shoulders. He immediately deepened the kiss, holding on to her waist as he lowered her down on the bed, him on top of her. She slightly smiled into the kiss, a little relieved that all this was off his chest, running her hands down his shoulder to run up his chest and wrapped her arms around his neck. His hands slowly slid down her hips, and she moaned a little when his hands caressed the top of her thighs, rubbing small circles into the jean-covered skin with his thumbs.
She lightly bit down on his lower lip before slipping her inside, moaning again when he began to gently suck on it. One of his hands stayed on her thigh, curving it in closer to lightly caress her groin, while his other slowly moved up her waist to under her shirt, feeling the bare skin of her stomach. He pulled his lips back for a small second to start a trail of kisses from her ear and down her neck to her collar bone, nipping softly.
She ran her hands down his chest again, stopping at his belt buckle. She bit her lip again before slowly starting to unclasp it until Steven's hand grabbed hers.
"Jackie," He said, his voice hoarse, "You don't hafta do that."
She paused for a moment, thinking about it, before smiling at him softly, "I want to, Steven." She honestly did; he did all the work and she wanted a chance to please him herself. Especially after all this emotional stuff; he needs to relax a little, have some release.
"Jackie-"
"Steven," She interrupted, still smiling, gently pulling his hands up, "It's okay. I really want to try."
He looked at her for a moment, obviously aroused but nervous at the thought of making her nervous, before nodding a little, letting her unclasp his belt.
About an hour later, they walked back through the basement door to see everyone, excluding Fez, waiting for them, surrounding Eric's binder on the coffee table. They looked at them, taking in Hyde and Jackie's 'bed heads' and Hyde's denim shirt, which was missing two buttons.
"Where have you two been?" Donna asked impatiently.
"We had to look for the report," Hyde answered calmly, making his way to the dryer, "Then some stuff happened."
"What're you doing?" Eric asked as he opened the dryer, pulling out the slightly cooled bag of fries.
"I'm eatin' fries, man," He answered simply, tossing the bag on the coffee table as he sat on the couch.
"You put french fries in my mother's dryer?" Eric asked slowly, a bewildered look on his face.
"Well, the fish sticks were too flakey and, uh-" Hyde cut himself, throwing a hand up a little, "Baahh."
"Well, where's the report?" Donna asked.
"Well, about that..." Jackie said, quickly thinking of an excuse, "It wasn't on the three branches of the government, it was on the four food groups."
Donna shook her head, "Okay, look, my dad's got the World Books, I'll just run next door and get G."
"Ooo," Jackie smiled, "I'll go with you, Donna." She quickly ran the basement door, shutting it behind her. Donna looked at Hyde on the couch as he ate his fries, smiling tightly at him, "Okay, now I agree with Eric, you should break up with her."
"Get bent," Hyde deadpanned as she followed Jackie out of the basement.
Kelso giggled as he looked at Hyde, pointing at the right side of his neck, "She hoovered you, man." Hyde only grinned back at him, tossing another fry into his mouth.
"Okay, ya know what," Eric said, irritation in his tone, "I don't care anymore. All I wanted was a little help with my paper and you've done nothing."
"We put your middle name in," Hyde quipped, a little annoyed at his friend's whining. Either do it early or don't do it all. That's what Hyde does; well, he does the 'don't do it all' part, at least.
Eric looked at his name on the paper, "John-Claude?"
"Yeah," Hyde nodded, chewing on his fries, "That's two words."
"You guys suck," Eric said, "Just- thank God for Donna."
Hyde rolled his eyes in irritation while Kelso pursed his lips.
"Okay," Donna said as she and Jackie suddenly entered the basement, holding World Books, "Bad news; my mom sold some at a garage sale, but we have B, X, and R."
Eric sighed heavily, slouching back against Hyde's chair.
"Alright," Kitty muttered as she stomped down the stairs, "Alright, now, you listen up. I have had an extremely stressful day, and I am not proud of what I'm about to say, but someone give me a cigarette. Now."
"Mom, we don't smoke..." Eric trailed off. It was partially true; the only one who smoked actual cigarettes as opposed to, uh, 'film' was Hyde.
"Cut the crap, Eric," Kitty said, her tone tight and a bit crazed, "I am a nurse. I know that one in every five teenagers smoke. Look," She began counting them, "One, two three, four, five! Now, I am going to close my eyes and when I open them, there had better be a cigarette in my fingers!" She held up her hand, her pointer and middle finger out so she could hold the cigarette, eyes closing.
There was a small pause before Hyde slowly and awkwardly stood, glancing around for a moment before he dug his pack of cigarettes out of his pocket, taking one to put between Kitty's fingers.
"Light," Kitty demanded, and, without putting much thought into, all of them, minus Jackie, used their lighters on Kitty's cigarette, and she took in a deep calming breath before blowing out the smoke as the kids hid their stuff away.
"Kitty!" Red's voice called from upstairs, and Kitty panicked when she heard his footsteps. Eric quickly grabbed the cigarette from her, looking around for a moment before tossing it into the deep freeze just as Red reached the bottom of the stairs.
"Well, there ya are, Red," Kitty said in a pleasant tone.
Red sighed, "Mom said the cat bit 'er, so I came down here to look for it."
"But..." Eric said, his tone confused, "We don't have a cat."
"That's what I thought," Red said before turning on the TV to a football game and sitting down in Hyde's chair, using the stool as a foot rest and crossing his arms. Everyone looked at him for a moment, before looking around at each other, still standing a bit awkwardly.
"Well-well-well, we shouldn't leave your poor li-little foreign friend up there with Gramma," Kitty stuttered quickly, but slowly sat down on the couch as she talked, turning her attention to the TV. Taking the hint, Hyde quickly sat next to her, taking Jackie's hand to pull her down with him, offering Kitty some fries as he watched the game.
Kitty didn't question him, just looked at him for a moment before taking a fry.
"Steven," Jackie said a little later; they were the only ones left in the basement, Red driving his mother home, Eric upstairs with Kitty, and the others going home, "Are you coming?"
Hyde thought for a moment, looking around the basement. He didn't want to go home right now, but Jackie's parents were back today (luckily, they were downstairs in the living, not paying attention when he and Jackie were busy), so there was no way he could stay over; he didn't want to risk getting caught and having Jack ask the maids to watch out for him.
He stood up, walking to the back of the basement, looking around at the open doors.
"No..." He mumbled, "I think, uh... I think I'll just stay in the storage room tonight and sneak out tomorrow."
"Steven..."
"I don't wanna go home, Jackie."
Jackie looked at him for a moment before smiling, "Then I'll stay with you."
"Jackie-"
"I'm gonna stay with you, Steven," She said stubbornly, and he sighed a little before smiling slightly back at her.
"Okay, Jackie."
Later that night, Kitty tiredly walked down the basement stair, looking at Eric as he sat on the couch, working on his paper.
"Eight hundred and twenty-five, eight hundred and twenty-six-" He counted, but Kitty cut him off, "Eric, what're you doing? It's one in the morning."
"Finishing my paper," Eric answered as she sat next to him, "But, what're you doing down here?"
"Snow White came down to gun a stick," She said simply, lighting up a cigarette.
"Mom, I wish you wouldn't smoke," Eric said, a hint of worry in his tone.
"I know," She replied, "I know, but this is my last one. I promise. And thanks for your help with your grandmother, by the way."
"What does Gramma have against you, anyway?"
"Well," Kitty answered, "About twenty-five years ago, your father was dating this very attractive, well-to-do woman that your grandmother really liked and... he married me instead. And she never forgave me for it."
"That bitch," Eric said without much thought before twitching a little and looking at his mother nervously. She just looked at him for a moment before bursting out into her loud, signature laughter.
"Hey, shut up!" A groggy, slightly muffled voice that Eric recognized as Hyde shouted from one of the closed storage rooms, "We're tryin' to sleep!"
Kitty stared at the back of the basement for a minute before looking at Eric with wide eyes.
But then, she just laughed even more.
Yay, new chapter!
So next would be Eric's Buddy :) Can't wait, that one was funny
And sorry about the lack of a sexy scene, but I'm not sure how to describe a hand job, so...
Also, tell me if them staying in the storage room makes sense, cuz I wasn't too sure about that.