Spoilers: Set in Season 8 so anything up to and including season 8.
Summary: After the torture Hyde had been inflicting upon Jackie since the arrival of his 'wife', Jackie just needs to talk to someone who's on her side.
Author's Note: I wrote this because I'm appauled at how the writers have written the latest season. Everyone seems to be ganging up on Jackie and treating her really badly. It seems as if she hasn't got an ally in the whole thing. And the way that Hyde is treating her is unforgivable. I needed to give her an ally.
She walked into the room and he was sitting in his usual seat. She sat down on the sofa beside him and looked up at him.
"Hi." She knew she needed this today. But she wasn't sure she was strong enough to talk to him. To tell him all about her life and the boy that continued to break her heart daily.
"Hi Jackie. What do you want to talk about?" He asked in a flat tone. He was distancing himself. He always did it. It used to be annoying. It made her feel like there was one more person that didn't want her in their life and didn't want to be in hers. But today it was a comfort. That somethings don't change. That at least one aspect of her life was consistent.
"I don't think I can keep this mask on anymore." Her voice was low and she herself could hear the defeat in it. It made her feel weak and angry with herself for not being the tough little girl she was supposed to be. She saw him stiffen in his chair, like the words were the last thing he expected to hear from her.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean that I'm pretending. I'm pretending that i'm ok. I'm pretending that looking at him doesn't feel like a kick to the stomach. That the sound of his voice isn't physically painful. I'm pretending that he didn't succeed in killing me. But it's a lie. He won a long time ago." She lowered her head. She sounded pathetic to herself. And she feared now that the man across from her would finally think she was. The poor pathetic little rich girl. And there would be one more person in her life to abandon her.
"He keeps trying to hurt me. Like marrying some floozy stripper behind my back didn't hurt me enough. Like having to watch them together isn't pain enough. Hearing Donna say how nice she is..." She paused trying to hold back a sob. "Seeing that he's happier with her than he ever was with me. Having to watch him hold her hand... He's supposed to be holding mine." Her shoulders shook as the sob wracked her body but no sound escaped her nor tears. She saw him move to reach out to her but she held her hand up preventing him. If he tried to comfort her she would lose the tight hold she had on her emotions. And she didn't want to be that girl too. The one that broke down every minute over the loss of love.
"He was supposed to be it. He was supposed to be the man in my life that loved me and cared about me who didn't break his promises. Who didn't hurt me. But he couldn't do that. And he's turned me into this." She gestured to herself like she was the most disgusting thing in the world.
"I'm that girl I never wanted to be. Destroyed by a boy who was only out for a good time but the girl was too stupid to see it and fell in love. I hate this girl and i've become her." She wiped at her eyes in an attempt to banish the tears that welled there. "And the worst part is that I don't know how to stop the pain, I don't know how to stop loving him and wanting him. I don't know how to stop missing everything about him. The way he smelled. The way I always felt so safe and secure in his arms. How his kiss lit me on fire. How my hand fight so perfectly in his." And she broke.
The tears fell from her eyes, her tiny body shaking as the sobs ripped through her body. It wasn't just the loss of a love. It was the loss of the love of her life. She knew he was and it terrified her. That a girl so young could have and lose that powerful of a love and be doomed to never feel anything like it again. She was mourning her heart as if he'd died, because to him, she was the one who was dead.
"Jackie?" Her name from him drew her head up from it's position in her hands. She looked at him and asked the one question she'd never been able to answer herself.
"What do I do? Please, tell me how to stop this pain." She knew she was begging but she was beyond caring. "Please." Her voice was tiny and defeated and it broke his heart.
"I can't give you a quick fix answer. I don't think there is one. I'm afraid that the only thing that will heal this pain is time. But I don't think you're going to get that here. Not with the way he insists on treating you. You have to get away from here and away from him. From his taunts." His hand reached out to hold hers and she nodded.
"But I have no where to go and no money to take me anywhere."
He squeezed her hand and waited until she looked up at him again. "I'll take care of that. You go home and pack a bag. I'll take care of everything. I'll call you when it's arranged."
She nodded and stood from the sofa. She turned towards the door but stopped. She turned back to him and threw her arms around him in a gentle, thankful hug. "Thank you Mr Forman." She felt his arms come around her and hug her back. Giving her the comfort she needed, before she pulled away and left the house.
As soon as the front door closed behind her, Red went into the kitchen and picked up the phone. He made arrangements for her to fly out to California and found a hotel for her to stay for a few weeks. He called her immediately at the foreign kid's apartment and told her to come round. He told her that he'd taken care of everything. It was going to be ok.
As Red sat in the kitchen, drinking a beer after he'd seen her off, Hyde made his way in from the basement. He watched the young man open the fridge and pull out a pop. Hyde sat down across from him and couldn't help but notice the glare he was receiving from the older Forman.
"What?" Hyde was confused at the sudden statement.
"She's gone. She needed to get away for a while."
"Away from what?" Hyde scoffed and the glare intensified.
"From you. She'll be gone for a few weeks. I hope by the time she comes back you'll have woken up to yourself." Red stood from the table and walked toward the swinging door that lead to the living room. He paused at the door and looked back at him. "Oh and you're college fund paid for the trip."
And with that he disappeared from sight.