Disclaimer: Don't own Hey Arnold…….
I've known. I've known from the very start. You loved me, worshiped me, everything you could possibly feel for your lover. I see it from your eyes, the way you behave and treat me. You always acted differently when it came to me. I refused to believe it, I kept telling myself what you felt for me was hate. The reason you do things to me is just because you hated me. But I couldn't deny it for too long. It was fairly too different from detest.
I tried to ignore that fact. I kept it at the back of my mind. Tried to forget it. None of them really worked. I could only forget about it when you're not there. But even if you're nowhere near, that thought haunts me. I never asked for this.
I never showed any sign that I knew, I made it that way. I needed to be sure you wouldn't realize I found out. It made things less things complicated. You would deny it, but you'd definitely avoid me much more. And people would obviously notice that. No, things were better if you didn't know.
Then why am telling you did this?
Because I can't keep it inside any longer. Please, get over me. I don't love you. All I could ever offer you is friendship. But I know, we can't be friends unless you forget about your feelings for me. I'm sorry, I can't love you.
Helga cried. Sour tears falling down over the letter she received, smudging the ink. She felt her heart lose the beat, but at the same time, pound so loud against her ears.
She knew this was going to happen. So why is she crying? Why is she in pain?
"Arnold, I'm sorry, too."
I know I should probably finish my PPG Trilogy but I just needed to write this.