Steven Hyde x Reader
When Eric Forman's twin sister starts to date the famous Steven Hyde, things are great for a while until everyone finds out. What's going to happen to their relationship if Red Forman finds out himself?
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Y/n stared down at the paper, not able to comprehend what the hell she just read. She couldn't tell if this was a dream or not. Then, she thought it was a joke. But after she had realized that it was real, her blood was boiling and she was shaking.
"Who would do this?" Kitty asked.
"I think I have an idea," Hyde said and pointed to the name at the bottom of the article. Below it read the name Y/n never wanted to hear from again.
"Zack," she quivered and all she could see was red. "I'm going to kill him. I'm actually going to kill him. Mom, you're a nurse, what's the best way to dispose a body?"
"I know you're upset, but there's no need to resort to felony," Kitty said.
"Nope, nope," Y/n huffed, walking away with her hands on her hips. "I've made up my mind. I'm going to hunt him down like a dog and I'm going to do things to him that Dad did to the Koreans during the war." She looked up at her mother and husband. "I look good in orange; I can pull it off."
"Y/n, you need to—" Hyde began but was cut off by his wife.
"I knew this wasn't the end when we last saw him," she continued, adrenaline pumping through her veins. "I don't know what he has against me, but I'm going to make that son of a bitch pay."
"It maybe something he has against us actually," Steven said slowly.
"You know what it could be?" she asked, ignoring him. "It could be because I humiliated him in front of you guys a few months back. Yeah, that's it. Now he's trying to get back at me."
"Or both of us," Hyde repeated, this time catching her attention.
"What do you mean by that?"
"I wasn't going to tell you this, but Kelso, Forman, Fez, and I ran into Zack at the bachelor party."
Her face hardened and her eyes grew cold. "What?" she spit.
"It's not like we went looking for him," he continued. "We were at the bar and he and his dillhole friends showed up and started giving us crap. Then he mentioned you and I snapped."
"Is that why you were in jail?!"
"Partially. After we got thrown out, they jumped us on the street then they bolted when the cops came."
Y/n's glare could burn a hole through the wall. "And why didn't you tell me?" she asked calmly, too calm.
"Because I didn't want to upset you...and by the look on your face that clearly didn't work."
"Ya think?!"
"Y/n, honey, you need to calm down," Kitty said gently. "You need to watch your stress level; it's not good for the babies."
"I'll calm down after I'm through with him," Y/n said and turned back to her husband. "We'll talk later. Right now, I have someone I need to go take care of." With that, she snatched the paper out of Kitty's hands and stomped out the basement, slamming the door behind her.
