The One Who Truly Loved Me

" Something That You Threw Away "

Her and her stupid big mouth. Why did she have to think it. Why did she have to bring it up. They were having the perfect summer. Her perfect summer. Perfect tan line. Perfect boyfriend that she was molding to her desired man. Hell she even received the perfect opportunity to come just another step closer to achieving her lifelong dream. But no fate had to throw them a curveball. Had to make that idiot appear out of thin air. From this day forward she will forever curse the name Micheal Kelso. He would pay. Oh she would make him pay for what he had done. If he thought that slap was bad then she couldn't wait to show him that he hasn't seen anything yet. In fact right now she can't even think straight because of how mad he had made her. No instead she would think about how to deal with him later. For now though she would sit here helping nurse her boyfriend back to health and if the goofy look she is receiving is any indication from underneath the dish towel he must be imagining her in some kind of nurse's outfit. If only he was that lucky. She may have said that dumbasses get lucky but they don't get that lucky.

But there was something that was bothering him besides the state he is in. Luckily only a bloody nose and not a broken one. She had to thank the higher ups for that at least. Although she knew from experience Kelso was never good at aiming. No what was bothering her was how calm he was being. If it were her, she would be pissed. Livid even silently fuming trying to think of ways for payback. But him? He just sits back against the headboard of his bed looking straight at her with a faint smile as she just stares at him from her spot on the side of his bed holding the dish towel gently to his face.

" You know this wasn't exactly how I pictured this happening."

Receiving nothing but a raised eyebrow in question as a brief look of confusion comes across his girlfriend's face trying his best to grin only to wince settling for something less painful Eric shrugs his shoulders.

" Getting you in my bed, I mean."

Rolling her eyes pulling the towel back slightly to take a better look at his face finding his nose pretty swollen and a small bruise starting to form across his cheek biting down hard on her lip to not let out a curse shaking her head angrily gently Jackie places the wet towel back down holding it in place.

" I can't believe that idiot hit you. I swear out of all the idiotic things he's ever done this one...."

Closing her eyes for a brief moment taking a long calming breath the moment she feels a hand coming to rest on top of her own instantly Jackie snaps her eyes open to find Eric looking at her in concern. But why? Why was he looking at her in concern and why does she feel her cheeks getting wet? An answer she receives when she feels his hand gently resting on her cheek and gently wipe away a few loose tears that had slowly started to trickle down her cheeks.

" It's okay. He's not worth it. He's not worth your tears."

Unable to keep the tears at bay reaching up gently Jackie lays her hand down on top of Eric's own pinning it down against her cheek.

" I just never thought ...why? Why did they have to come back? Everything was perfect. They haven't even been back in town for an hour and already they've stirred up drama. I'm sick of it. I'm sick of him. I just want them to go away and leave us alone."

Ignoring the pain that he is feeling across his bruised face sitting upright on his bed reaching out gently Eric wraps his arms around Jackie causing the dish towel to trickle off his face when he feels her burying her face into his shirt clutching the piece of fabric hard digging her newly painted nails to dig hard into his chest.

A sight that doesn't go unnoticed as a lone figure stands by the slightly open doorway looking on into the room with a freshly watered down dish towel in her hand. She no longer needed to check up on her son. No he is in fine hands. She would just have to check up on them later. Perhaps even have a talk with the girl in his arms that is slowly but surely opening her eyes. Maybe just maybe her son wasn't the only one that had been blind seeing exactly what he needed was right there in front of him? She would have to think more about this later and what better way to do so then to go back to her element baking some of her town famous cookies. That oughta cheer them up. And with that silently Kitty closes Eric's bedroom door the rest of the way and lslowly makes her way down the hallway rounding the corner until she nearly bumps into someone.