Wow, so many reviews and messages.
I am glad you guys love to read this, I know I should be making y'all wait but…
I can't so…
Here is chapter 3.
The Patakis: One missed call
Helga waited out the door steps of the high school and saw the empty parking lot.
"Phoebe should have been here by now."
She pulled her cell phone out and looked at the time that read 3:35 pm.
"Have you seen Arnold, ugh he is so hot!" a cheerleader shrieked. Helga ducked down and pulled her hat down. She then peeked up and looked at the prissy cheerleaders and wrinkled her nose in disgust.
"Amanda, we are so not supposed to talk about our Captain's crush in that way! It is so not profesh." the cheerleader snapped her fingers, "At least I know how to make a man happy and not make him my slave." they continued to walk and giggle and Helga snarled and shook her head.
"What the fu-"
"Hey Helga.."
Helga jumped and turned around, " A-arnold! W-what are you doing… here.. You stupid football head why are you spying on me?!" Helga shoved her hand in the air and Arnold backed away before he got whacked, "N..No. but I know you were." he threw a smirk her way but she wasn't buying it. She sat back down and put her fist against her cheek, "What do you want Arnold."
Arnold looked around and sat down. Signing he looked at the sole of his shoes.
"I wish I could take back what happened."
Helga furrowed her brows and looked at Arnold in disbelief.
"What are you.."
Arnold cut her off, " Look I know you had a right to be mad, and I didn't go after you and I truly want to take back every word I said because… because…"
Helga closed her eyes and shoved her face in her hands. 'don't say it … DON'T say it.'
"I miss you Helga."
Helga stood up and began to walk away, slowly and stopped at a distance and growled, "Arnold, you made a cut so deep and you telling me that you miss me isn't going to make this better. In fact, it makes it worse. So do yourself a favor and leave me alone. I saw you going towards the cheerleaders this morning and I heard Miss. SELF proclaimed princess of the ball Lloyd seems to be crushing on you. So get out of my view, GET out of my life and don't fucking sit here and LIE to my FACE TELLING ME YOU MISS ME WHEN YOU DIDN'T CALL ONCE OR SEND ONE LETTER."
Arnold stood up in disbelief and he pointed onto his chest, "What?! I did send you… I even have-"
Helga looked at parking lot and huffed and began to walk home.
"Helga… HELGA!"
She didn't turn around not even once. But it wasn't because she didn't want to. She was broken, she held onto her books like they held her life. And her face drowned with tears she held her breathe in hopes of her broken heart wouldn't shriek in pain.
Okay, I am officially going to get over Arnold. I can do way better and I don't need him.
But he didn't seem mad at you, he actually held his hand out and said, "Hey…a-and he told you he misses you!
"HELLO? Were you born last night? He just used you, and when he found out- er… thought you had sex with someone while you were in a relationship with him. He left you and dropped you like a bad dream.
I don't… I don't know anymore…
Helga's thoughts came to a stop as the door creaked open and Phoebe walked into the room. The curtains were drawn and the room reeked of deathly vibes and the only light being from the doorway that Phoebe brought in. "H-helga? Are you okay? I waited to take you home from school today but you weren't where I pick you up." Phoebe looked at Helga down in a fetus position,and her hair frizzily spilled on her face. Phoebe stood above her in shock.
Helga slowly looked up from her crouched being and stared at Phoebe, glass-eyed she opened her mouth to speak but only a slight whimper spilled out.
"Oh Helga…!" Phoebe ran over and crouched down to her friend and grabbed her and pulled her in her arms, in that moment Helga's lips began to quiver, "Why doesn't he love me Pheebs."
Phoebe looked in Helga's eyes and sighed, "Helga, you need to tell everyone the truth. I can't stand hearing Gerald say all these lies anymore."
Helga placed her palms on the floor and pushed herself up and looked at Phoebe. "You're right, I am going to call him right now." Helga stood up and ran over to her door.
"Now Helga, I think you should think this through." Phoebe stood up and ran right behind her.
"I don't get it Gerald, I love her! I always have loved her. I just don't understand why she hates me so much now." Arnold sat back and fall into his bed and Gerald grabbed a Yahoo soda from Arnold's mini fridge and sat across his red couch.
"Well maybe if she didn't cheat on you, I would have told you to go and get her." Arnold scoffed, "Gerald I already told you. That's what she told me but, I don't believe it at all."
Gerald shook his head and drank the last of his soda and placed it on the side table.
"That's not what I remember."
Arnold sat up and gave Gerald a confused look, "Gerald… what do you mean. 'That's not what you remember'."
Gerald laughed, "From what I remember you told me that she cheated on you with a 12th grader and that she now works at slausens in the alleyway… if you know what I mean." Arnold stood up and looked at Gerald and furrowed his brows."No… I DON'T remember that at all!"
Gerald's laugh then began to fade."Oh shit…"
Arnold opened his mouth to say something but his cell phone began to ring. Arnold looked back at Gerald and scoffed. Shaking his head he looked at his phone and the caller I.D. was unknown. Arnold answered the phone and put it by his ear and waited.
"A-arnold… it's me Helga." his eyes widened. "Helga."
"Let me finish, geez arnoldo."
Arnold chuckled, "Sorry Helga."
"There's something… I need to tell you." she sighed, "About last summer.."
Arnold turned around and grabbed gerald and pushed him out the door and slammed it shut. "R-reallly? What did you mean about last summer, because if its about what I did to you. I know I was wrong to have left, last minute and I wish I would have told you sooner and I wish I knew how long I-"
"ARNOLD, shut up. This isn't about you, i-it's about me and something that I mentioned last summer and I want to tell you…"
Arnold opened his eyes earnestly, " Y-yes.."
"I need to start by saying, I-I… I lo-" The call dropped and the ring back tone bounced loudly off the speaker.
Helga looked up from the landline phone and saw Phoebe with the telephone cord.
"Helga, I can't let you do this under these circumstances. If you do a confession… you don't know how he would react and right now. That is the last thing you need. Please be wise." She stared down at the dumbfounded Helga and sighed plugging the phone back in.
"Then how do you propose I do this?" She sighed and slid her long leg across the floor.
"I might have a couple of things in mind." Phoebe put her hand out and Helga took it with a smile.
The girls walked out and the phone blinked, One missed call... Arnold Shortman.
I hope you guys like it, Merry Christmas. I am working on another chapter before new years.