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Chapter 4: The First Morning
"What d'you mean she's gone!" Big Bob came to his daughter's room and saw that she wasn't there and the window was opened.
Looking at the ceiling he shouted, "HELGAAAAAAAAAA!"
Helga shot up from her sleep when she thought she heard her father shout her name. Looking around she remembered she was in Arnold's room and how she'd gotten there. She'd run away from home. With a sigh, she surveyed her position on the bed.
Arnold's arms were securely around her, his face just under her breasts. Reddening, she tried to pull him off of her but her struggles only assisted in helping him bury his face in her breasts.
He made a sound she could only describe as a pleasantly sexual groan at their movements.
'Oh my gosh! To think I'm here with you at last- warming your bed your football shaped head curved into my bosom- the bosom that houses my heart that is so consumed with love for you' she thought and put her hands to her face, absolutely flushed.
He seemed to enjoy the new position, a smile coming to his face. 'Was he awake?' Helga thought wonderingly. 'Was he pretending to be asleep?'
No, Arnold wasn't like that. He was an honest, trustworthy boy… well, he wasn't much of a boy anymore being almost 18 already and his body… goodness her Arnold had filled out nicely. Big and strong- like a linebacker.
He moved again but not wakening, his body half atop hers and she felt him. Clear as day she felt a hardness like none other at her hip. 'Hard on!' Bells went off in Helga's head and she fought him with vigor. Sure her Arnold wasn't one to take advantage of her but still this was too close.
When he wouldn't budge she grabbed him hard by the hair silently- mentally apologizing and he yelped. "Ouch!" He fell of the bed and she stood to her feet.
"Helga!" He exclaimed. "Geez it wasn't a dream," he mumbled putting his hand to his head. "Why'd you pull my hair?"
She folded her arms, "Because you were suffocating me!" She shouted at him her brows in a frown she really didn't feel. "Who do you think you are holding me like- like- like some sort of pillow?"
He rubbed his head a little confused. "What are you talking about?"
She exhaled loudly and told him to forget it. "I have to piss," she told him a second later.
He blinked at her not understanding. "Uh the bathroom's down the hall,"
She folded her arms and tapped her foot. "And how, pray tell, am I to get there Football Head? Nobody knows I'm here but you."
Yeah that's right, he thought his mind still a little muddled. He actually slept with a girl but not just any girl- Helga. The thought actually pleased him a lot.
He sighed and stood to his feet. Looking at the time, it was 5:59am. "Okay Mr. Potts should be coming out the bathroom in a minute. I'll go first, greet him and when he leaves you follow me in."
"You- you're gonna be in there with me?" Helga's eyes widened.
He stared at her. "You intend to keep your whereabouts secret right?" He asked with a yawn. "Well this is the only way-"
She sighed. "Okay let's go."
Arnold opened his door and walked down the stairs. Mr. Potts was just coming out, right on schedule. "Good morning Mr. Potts."
"Hey Arnold my man!" He greeted. "Gotta get to work, tearing down the old baseball stadium."
"All right," Arnold said as he headed into the bathroom. When Mr. Potts was gone Arnold waved to Helga and she scurried out of his room softly and into the bathroom.
"I'll pretend like the door's jammed to give you some privacy," Arnold said. "And when the coast's clear we'll sneak back to my room."
"Okay, think I can take a quick shower too?" She asked.
"Geez Helga you asked to pee- anyway, make it very quick," He said coming out and closing the door. He stood there, feeling his heart racing. He'd never done anything like this before. It was a little thrilling- exciting even. 'Geez I really need to get a life,' he thought as he pretended to fiddle with the doorknob. He could hear the other borders beginning to stir. He tapped his foot. 'Come on Helga.' He was becoming very nervous.
"Oh give me a hoooome! Where the buffalo roooooam and the deer and the antelope plaaaaaaay!"
Arnold froze. It was his grandmother. Taking a gulp he listened as her and her off-tune yodeling came up the stairs. He pretended to work the doorknob vigorously.
"Seldom is heeeeeard-" Then she saw Arnold. "Goodmorning grasshopper. Is something the matter?"
"Uh," He scratched his head. "The door's jammed I think."
She tapped her chin. "But it sounds like someone's in the shower, kimba," she said.
"Does it?" He plastered on a smile. "I guess it's locked then, I'll just have to wait."
She rubbed her old chin. "Hmm that's strange though. Who could it be?" she wondered. "I saw Mr. Potts a moment ago and the other borders haven't risen as yet."
Arnold gulped. "You think it's that mysterious border Mr. Smith nobody's ever met?" He asked.
"Maybe Kimba," she nodded. "Or it could be a pretty girl who ran away in the middle of the thunderous night to escape a treacherous fate!"
Arnold blinked at her. "So uh… what's for breakfast grandma?" he changed the subject.
"Oh yes! I should start breakfast!" She headed back down the stairs. "Hooooome! Home on the raaaaange…"
When she was gone, Arnold opened the door and came in and locked the door. Helga, naked in the shower nearly shrieked but he put his hand over her mouth.
"Listen, grandma's awake and somehow she's deduced that you're here," he said keeping his eyes on hers and not straying to look down at her beautiful wet body. "She has an uncanny way of figuring things like that out. Anyway, we gotta get back to my room now."
Helga nodded. "Turn your back. I just need to rinse off."
He did as told and tapped his finger. When the shower turned off, she stepped out and-
"Ah-" she yelped.
He turned and saw her on the floor, completely naked- sprawled out, wet and naked. His eyes widened and he turned bright red. Her body was even more beautiful than he'd dreamed last night. 'Oh goodness,' he thought.
"Ouch!" she grumbled. "Damn I'm a klutz sometimes."
"Uh…" he covered his eyes and passed her a clean towel. "Are you okay?"
She took it and put it on. "Yeah I'm fine. My ass is probably sore though."
'What to say to that?' He wondered. "Sorry to hear that, I'll buy a mat to put on the floor."
"You- you don't have to do that, Football Head" she said. "I just need to be more careful."
"You ready?" He asked his body near to shaking with an arousal so intense it was hard to ignore.
"Maybe you should take a quick shower too," she said. "Someone might think it's weird if you come in again."
She was right and he did need a cold shower but he wondered if that would work since she'd be in the bathroom with him.
"Okay, I'll be quick," he said. She went where he stood and closed her eyes as he moved where she had been quickly stripped down and went into the shower.
'Oh my god,' she thought. 'This is unbelievable! Who knew being nice would help me reap such good rewards! Holding Arnold, kissing Arnold, sleeping in Arnold's bed with Arnold and now standing in the bathroom as Arnold showers! Oh Arnold my love, how I long to share that shower with you! But alas, being in your presence is enough… for now.'
Then the water turned off and she handed him a towel. She noticed his cap still on his head. "You bathe with your cap on?"
"Yeah-" he picked up his toothbrush and brushed his teeth ignoring her 'weird' comment. She picked up the bottle of Listerine and took a swig and spat after a minute or so.
"Ready?" He asked feeling very comfortable with her even though they were both only wearing towels.
Helga ignored the flush that came to her face when she saw his lean hard torso. 'I could write sonnets about the beauty of his body! Oh Arnold how fit you are! Oh to run my tongue over the grooves the years have brought to your chest!"
"Helga?" He saw her staring and she turned away with a bright rosiness to her cheeks. He smiled secretly. 'Well, well, staring at me Helga?' He too stared at her though it was only her back he saw. 'It's good to know she finds me interesting enough to stare at.' The water draining from her hair to her neck made him lick his lips. Her skin looked so amazingly soft; he wanted to kiss her there- leave a hickey- a mark- his mark; and where he got those lustful thoughts he didn't know so he threw them to the back of his mind.
Arnold peaked out the bathroom. The coast looked clear.
"Hey I just thought of something, maybe you should carry me," she said tapping her chin. "I'm not much of a light foot. It'll be strange hearing two sets of footsteps, right?"
Right again. He nodded and lifted her up into his arms. She wasn't a featherweight but he held her as if she was; then he quickly bee-lined out the bathroom and headed for the stairs.
'My love carries me! Oh I could die!' Helga thought, her arm around his neck, if he looked down his face could press right into her chest! 'If there's one thing I appreciate inheriting from my mother is her nice rack! Men like boobs and Arnold shouldn't be much different!' Just as Helga was about to raise up a little so her chest could graze his chin, Arnold quickly dumped her to her feet and pushed her into his room just in time before his grandpa could see her.
'What the fuck?' Helga thought and then heard an old voice and quieted.
"Hey Shortman!" Grandpa greeted coming up the stairs.
"Morning Grandpa," Arnold waved. 'Geez that was close. I hope Helga doesn't get angry for me pushing her like that.'
"Early shower? It's Saturday," The old man stared suspiciously.
"Yeah me and Gerald wanted to-" he paused not use to lying to his grandfather. "We wanted to go to the old baseball stadium before Mr. Potts tears it down."
"Oh well, I'll see you later then," He said and then stopped. "How is Gerald anyway? Haven't seen him around much."
"He's good. He's actually got a girlfriend so he splits his time between us now," Arnold explained.
"I see," Then the old man walked towards him. "You have a serious girlfriend yet, Arnold?"
Arnold flushed, scratched his nose lightly and shook his head. "Not yet grandpa."
"You're in grade 12 right?" He asked. "You'll need a girl to take to senior's dance. Oh senior's dance! I never went to mine so you need to go for my sake Arnold and take a pretty girl!"
"Yeah- um when the time comes I'm sure I'll have a date," Arnold said putting his hand on the doorknob.
"You know I saw that girl, you know the ugly one who used to have that pink bow, the pigtails and the one eyebrow" he pointed to where his eyebrows were. "She's a real looker now huh. She wears her hair in a ponytail, still wears that bow and she's got two brows now. Does she still pick on you?"
Arnold thought about it. "Not as much,"
"Well that's good Shortman, anyway-" he sniffed the air and then yelled, "Pookie! Something's burning again!" Then he looked back to Arnold. "I better check on her before she burns the boarding house down."
"Okay Grandpa," then Arnold entered his room to find Helga in a pink dress. Her hair was up in one, her signature bow in her hair.
"Geez what took you so long, hair boy?" She asked lounging on his bed.
"Grandpa wanted to have a chat. Sorry for pushing you," He said putting on his clothes. "I had to lie to him."
"And?"
He sighed. "I don't like doing that, I try not to lie as much as possible. I told him me and Gerald were going to watch Mr. Potts destroy the old baseball stadium"
"Then call Gerald up and go, bucko" she told him. "It won't be much of a lie anymore if you do it"
"I guess you're right," he picked up the phone and dialed Gerald's number. "Hey man, I know it's early but Mr. Potts is gonna tear down the old baseball stadium you wanna go there before it goes down?"
There was a pause. "Okay I'll see you there in fifteen minutes." He hung up. "Now what about you?"
She shrugged. "Don't mind me. You can go about your life like I don't exist."
'Impossible,' He thought. "What are you going to do today?"
"Well," she looked around his room. "You've got TV, a radio, magazines. I'm sure I'll be able to fill my time."
"But if I'm gone you can't watch the television or use the radio, my walls aren't soundproof," He explained. "Someone will hear and investigate.
"Okay no TV and radio. I brought a pen and paper, I have to think about my future and that could take all day and if I get bored I've got magazines and your bed's pretty comfortable, I can sleep."
He nodded. "I'll lock you inside. My Grandma is probably going to bring up my laundry but I'll tell her leave it at my door and I'll deal with it when I get home. You want me to bring you back anything? I'll probably be out for two to three hours."
"I am kind of hungry," her stomach growled. "I couldn't eat dinner last night I was… disgusted."
He stared at her. "We really need to talk about what happened at your house in detail and I want to know what your plans for the future are as well."
"Why?" she asked lying on her back and staring up at the ceiling.
"Because you came here for my help and I can't help you unless you tell me everything I need to know," he said simply. "I'll bring you something to eat before I go."
"Okay," she nodded and watched as he left the room and locked the door behind him.
With a sigh and a contented smile she sprawled onto his bed like a satisfied kitten. She'd had the best sleep last night, Arnold had been so warm and he'd held her so close! Her heart fluttered and she remembered the kiss she gave him, oh just the thought made her toes curl.
"I love him so much!" she hugged herself and her stomach growled. "I'd love him even more if he'd hurry with that food though."
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