The One Who Truly Loved Me

" Thank You "

It is finally finished. A true masterpiece if she said so herself. If on was to look on at this scene that would think nothing of it. Maybe a girl writing in her diary. Oh how they would be so wrong. Jackie Burkhart doesn't need a diary. No every moment ever shared with her should be cherished. No the scene before them is of a girl writing away her past. A true work of art that with one last sentence she pulls back her notebook and quickly rereads her writing before she leans forward planting the biggest kiss that she can on the page. Could it be considered a break up letter? Nope far from it. No this was a stress reliever. Like she needed to do this anyways but still help but make her feel ever more happy inside. Such happiness that continues as she gently rips out the piece of notebook paper and folds it up nice and neat before inserting it in the envelope at the foot of her bed. With any luck this little hate letter would be received within the week. One little trip to the post office would ensure this on this nice quiet Saturday morning.

A morning that she had woken up feeling the happiest that she has ever been. Especially after what happened the day prior. A day that should be cherished. A day everyone should celebrate. In fact it should be a crime not to celebrate the occasion. Her birthday. An event that only comes around once a year but maybe it shouldn't. Maybe there should be a national Jackie Burkhart day? A day filled with young girls going around dressing up like her. Posters with her smiling face across every street corner. Hey she could hope right. But on this birthday things had been truly different. If she was honest the best birthday that she has ever had. A birthday that had started off in the most bizarre way the moment her eyes opened finding her boyfriend sitting at the edge of her bed with a smile. A sight that would have made her happy on any other occasion. Would have made any girlfriend happy. Especially when the smell of fresh eggs and bacon would invade their nostrils.

However she was anything but normal. She is Jackie Burkhart and she has always made it a habit of always making sure to look her best. The morning was no different. Especially when realization had kicked in within moments of waking up of what she must look like causing her to snap upright and quickly move across her bed in an attempt to hide herself under the covers. Oh how this would turn out to be a mistake when the covers would give away sending her spiraling off her bed and onto the carpet with a thud exposing her nightwear to him. Exposing her light blue nightgown to him that rode up a little too much for comfort revealing her underwear to him.

But despite that small hiccup from there on out the day went smoothly. Went wonderfully. So wonderfully that even now she can't help but have her hand wander upwards to her neck gently thumbing a rather priceless gem around her neck. At least she thinks it's priceless. A birthday present given to her by Eric. A gold necklace that fits her personality so perfectly. A necklace with a golden heart emblem in the center traced with small red and blue patterns with nothing but her initials carved in the center. A truly beautiful necklace. A necklace that she would make sure to never take off. Such a gift that she would have to make sure to reward him soon enough. Perhaps tonight. Maybe tonight would be the night they would go all the way. It would be one hell of a way to end the summer with summer vacation just merely two weeks away from wrapping up. She would have to ponder more about it.

Right now she has a letter to be delivered. Even if she had to walk into the smelly,dusty post office that screams out in need of renovating. But her plans are thrown for a loop when the sound of a knock comes from her closed bedroom door. A knock that she knew from nowhere. Although he is scrawny he could be strong when he needed to be. And with that letter forgotten Jackie gets up from her bed making her to quickly do a double take in her mirror on her dresser before silently she makes her way over towards the door to do something so surprising. So daring none thought she would ever do. A feat of throwing open her door and reaching out grasping Eric's shirt pulling him to her with a mighty tug before latching her lips to his own. And she had to admit. They were getting really good at this. He was getting really good at this.