Chapter 7: Party & Darkness
Helga awoke first, and glanced back up at Arnold. Now she was fully able to look at him...realizing he changed somehow.
He was sleeping peacefully, his bright blonde hair was tousled and messy, and he was naked. His eyes were closed and she sat up slowly not to wake him to fully look at his scar on his right eye. It seemed to be a huge gash, but it had healed strangely well. It started at the tip of his eyebrow and continued down towards his nose and stopped. Helga wanted to touch it, now feeling overrun with guilt for her love being blind in one eye. Granted yes it made him look sexier, and she wanted him considering he was naked under the covers...at least, that's what the old Helga would've thought. So much had changed for them, and Helga was ridden with guilt, pain, and disgust for herself. The mans scent who raped her still stings her nose, and she could still feel his vile sweat on her body, and Helga shuddered at the memory of it. This was all her fault...had she never left Arnold when he told her how he felt...none of this would have happened. Had she only let go of her stupid pride and let go, and trusted Arnold...she was a fool for thinking she could be alone her whole life. Somehow when she glanced down at him sleeping peacefully his muscles seemed to be a bit more toned and defined, even though he still has a boyish body frame. Broad shoulders, and a wide chest, and his midsection was a bit smaller but proportionate to his upper body oddly, his legs defined and looked a bit more manly. This was too strange for her, and she knew it. But considering the dreams they both had of each other was freaky enough, now they both had to deal with Arnold's grandparents death, on top of his girlfriend being raped and no longer feeling the desire for sex because of how dirty she felt. Not to mention the gossiping peer groups, as well as Helga's parents, and now this sudden change in Arnold that she couldn't understand...this was too much and it made her head hurt and a bit dizzy thinking about it. They left the funeral around 1pm ish, and they got home and slept all day. Which was much needed considering everything that had happened. How do adults deal with problems like these?
Helga then placed her hand on Arnold's chest as she slowly rested in between Arnold's arm allowing the scent of his skin to fill her nose. It was pleasant enough to erase the smell from earlier in her mind. She smiled warmly at him, allowing herself to feel warm and fuzzy. She noticed she was opening up to him much more, perhaps it was because everything he had done for her. No man or boy would've done what Arnold did for her. He went passed protecting her, he saved her life. Originally Helga was supposed to save Arnold from his depression from loosing his grandparents...but it was the complete opposite. Helga couldn't be more grateful to her love, couldn't count her blessings enough for now having him in her life.
Helga glanced over towards the clock and it was 7:22pm. She needed to get ready for the party tonight and she needed to get back to Phoebe's house to get ready. She didn't want to leave him, because somehow in her heart...it was always whenever they separated ..something bad happens. Helga wasn't going to take that risk, not now anyways. Helga called Phoebe and asked her to bring her some cute clothes she could wear for tonight. Helga of course had nothing cute in her wardrobe. Unfortunately Phoebe was tinier than Helga so she knew her stuff wouldn't fit. Phoebe invited Helga for a quick shopping trip, almost pleaded with her...and Helga was fighting herself whether she should go or not.
"You should go baby, I'll be fine." Arnold spoke his eyes still closed, and Helga jumped and fell off the bed making a loud thud noise.
Helga rose from the floor clutching the blanket on the edge of the bed, only her eyes merely peeking over it, as she stared at Arnold.
"Your awake!" Helga squealed at him.
Arnold exhaled a long sigh as he raised himself and began stretching not caring that the blanket had fallen showing his naked body and he rubbed his eyes as he began messing up his hair by rubbing it back and forth.
Helga couldn't help but glance quickly for a second, then cast her gaze back at him before he could catch her looking.
"Yeah only for like a few minutes though." Arnold replied sleepily, and began chuckling at the sight of his girlfriends head barely peeking above the edge of the bed.
"Whats so funny?" Helga playfully snapped at him.
"You are. What are you doing down there anyways?" Arnold asked now unable to stop laughing.
Helga glared at him.
"You knocked me over because you scared the shit out of me, remember?" Helga spat back playfully at him.
"Sorry about that." Arnold said now trying to calm his own laughter down.
His true, genuine carefree laugh was music to Helga's ears, now she felt warm and fuzzy inside as she smiled back at him.
"Nah its cool, so you really think I should go. I mean usually bad shit happens to us whenever we separate " Helga spoke truthfully, as she raised her head now resting it on her crossed arms on the edge of the bed.
Arnold's expression returned to seriousness before he spoke, realizing that it was the truth.
"I think you should go with her, I mean I can protect myself and oddly enough I know it. I'm just worried about you, I don't know if I can handle something else happening to you...because your all I have now." Arnold spoke looking away from her, his eyes looking pained and sad.
"Tell you what, we'll make it a double date shopping trip so that way no one feels left out okay?" Helga suggested smiling at him.
He said nothing in response, and merely smiled and nodded back at her.
Helga was about to get up and walk to get dressed but then she remembered she was naked and felt the urge to not want to have Arnold see her like this; scarred, bruised, and ugly.
Arnold sensing her discomfort, wasn't sure if he should tell her to stand up but if she did they would never leave because he would attack her. But decided to respect her wishes as he turned away from her.
"Go ahead." Arnold spoke now officially turned away from her.
Helga smiled at him, this was going to be really hard for her.
Helga rushed to get dressed and she instructed Arnold to turn around now. Arnold rose from the bed allowing his naked body show and he walked over to Helga now only mere inches from her face. He looked into her eyes, filled with love as he cupped her cheek and began caressing it lovingly.
"Will you kiss me again, my love?" Arnold asked her gently still caressing her face.
Helga smiled warmly at him as she kissed Arnold for what felt like the first time in ages. Oddly enough her body was on fire again, and Helga didn't know what to do. But Arnold kept there kiss tender, and short as he trailed his kissed to her cheek and the temple of her forehead.
Helga wanted to cry because he really did love her. He didn't press onto her like what most boys their age would do, and he was always sensitive to her needs.
Once Arnold got close to her ear he whispered to her.
"I love you." He spoke, now only loving emotion showing in his voice. Helga let a silent tear flow against her will as she smiled warmly and took his hand and held it now looking back into his eyes.
"I love you too, yutz." Helga said truthfully, now feeling free to speak her emotions loudly to him. He smiled warmly at her.
"You have no idea how badly I want you right now, but I promise...I'll wait for you and I won't rush you unless your ready okay?" Arnold spoke truthfully smiling at her.
Helga kissed his hand.
"Thank you." Helga said smiling at him, and he broke away from her to get dressed.
This was going to be a quick shopping trip considering they had to be back home in time for everyone to be back here.
Arnold noticed he had a few missed calls from Gerald and he called him back and they spoke briefly about whose providing alcohol, whose coming, whose not coming, Gerald being the DJ for the night, food and all those details. Gerald had spent most of the day getting ready for the party tonight. Gerald told Arnold that he would be over with all the supplies and decided to stay behind at Arnold's house while he sets up, once Arnold asked him to come to the shopping trip. Arnold didn't want to make Phoebe feel like a third wheel but figured it would be okay for the time being.
Gerald and Phoebe arrived, as Phoebe grabbed Arnold and Helga now Gerald was left getting the rooftop ready for the party.
They quickly made it to the mall and tried to speed shop for the perfect outfit for Helga, they walked into the store Forever 21 and Helga began shopping in the clearance aisle and Phoebe shot her a look that said "What are you doing? Get over here!" Helga scoffed at her and began trailing Phoebe as she was hurriedly looking for the perfect outfit.
Honestly Helga preferred boots, jeans, and a nice top but since everything had been so stressful...eh, might as well dress up.
Phoebe quickly grabbed a few dressed and Helga was practically tossed in the dressing room by Phoebe. Arnold couldn't help but chuckle at the sight of Phoebe taking control of the situation, it was truly heartwarming.
The first dress was not flattering at all, and Arnold was snickering under his breath at her. Phoebe hit him and Helga tried on the next dress. When Helga walked out Phoebe gasped as she saw her in it, and Arnold couldn't stop staring at her.
It was a strapless dress with black underlining and cheetah chiffon pleated dress that was long in the back as it got shorter in the front showing off Helga's legs. The black underlining peeking through by her thighs acting as a skirt underneath, with a leather black belt that cinched below her breasts. She looked curvaceous and beautiful and would definitely be the envy of all the girls.
Phoebe wasted no time as she told Helga that they were getting the dress for her, and Helga told her she had no money for it. Phoebe told her not to worry about it, because her parents gave her some money and Phoebe wanted to do something nice for Helga. They searched the store for shoes and found round toed suede black five inch platform heels with gold spikes in the back. Phoebe also took the liberty of quickly grabbing some gold accessories for her outfit as well. Phoebe rushed to the checkout line as they paid for it and ran out the mall all of them jumping in the car rushing back to Arnold's house.
When they made it back everything was set up, and it looked awesome with lights, DJ set up and food on the snack table along with a lounge area as well. They had set the alcohol on the table where the snacks were. Helga decided to leave Arnold and get ready now checking that it was roughly 8:20pm.
Arnold decided to get ready as well...now looking at all of his clothes...they didn't seem to fit his mood at the moment. So he went into Phil's room and began searching his wardrobe. Nothing until he found what he was looking for, a long black vest with red pinstripe stitches It was a vest but had the length in the back that fell all the way down to the back of Arnold's knees. He quickly grabbed it and Phil's black old estate driving styled hat, now having the perfect outfit in mind rushing back to his room. It felt good to be excited again...and actually happy for once.
Helga and Phoebe were finished getting ready at around 9:10pm and knew most people normally don't show up until 9:30pm-9:45pm so they relaxed on the roof on the lounge waiting for Arnold to arrive. Gerald had already started playing music and getting Helga and Phoebe drinks as they sat in the lounge.
Helga's heart was in her throat when she finally heard Arnold come up the steps through his glass window. She turned to look at him, her jaw dropped to the floor no longer caring that she was raped, because now she wanted to rape him. Even Gerald stopped the music for a minute knowing Arnold would never dress like this...at all.
He was wearing black shoes, loose black formal pants with a leather belt that had a simple gold buckle. A long black sleeved button down shirt and a red tie that tucked into the black and red stitched pinstripe vest that he wore over his shirt. His bright blonde hair was slicked back, and he was wearing Phil's hat as it was slanted on one side of his head and covered his right eye.
Arnold glanced at each of them and smirked at them before speaking, and Helga almost came in her dress at his smile.
"Well judging from the silence I did good." Arnold spoke lightheartedly.
"Damn man! You swagged out!" Gerald exclaimed, now officially jealous he didn't dress up.
Arnold chuckled at him as he walked over and dapped him quickly grabbing a drink, lighting a cigarette, now walking towards Helga. His gaze was mesmerizing, even though one eye was all one color, she didn't care...at this point she wanted him to take her now.
"Hey baby." Arnold said warmly as he sat down, taking a sip of his drink and inhaled and exhaled his cigarette and Helga felt like a bundle of nerves around him for some strange reason.
Oh God, this was so unfair, she had a gorgeous boyfriend and she was burdened by her stupid insecurities.
Arnold merely looked at her, noticing she was bright red.
"Baby do I look good?" Arnold asked somehow suddenly feeling insecure at her non responsiveness.
Helga blinked her eyes stunned.
"Try completely fuckable." Helga slipped up as she slammed her hand over her mouth now completely red.
Arnold snickered at her, happily.
"Thank you, and you look quite lovely as well love." Arnold said his gaze intense on her filled with love.
"Thanks." Helga could only muster to say as she quickly gulped her drink.
"You do look quite handsome tonight Arnold if I do say so myself." Phoebe complimented him quaintly.
"Thanks guys, but...this isn't my vest or my hat...its my grandad's." Arnold spoke his voice suddenly trailing off for a second but smiled at the thought of somehow knowing that he was close to him. It gave Arnold some strange sense of comfort.
They heard people knocking at the door on top of the roof, and Arnold walked over to answer it as he put his drink down, placing his cigarette in his mouth and letting it hang from his lips like a pro smoker as he inhaled and exhaled without grabbing the cigarette from his mouth.
Helga's eyes suddenly got wide at what Arnold just did and was suddenly pale.
She never taught him how to do that...She had been with him when he smokes, and she knew for a fact there was no way he would know how to do that...he was still a beginner, so how would he know how to possibly do something as advanced at that. This was too freaky, but Helga decided to stop thinking about it, as the blood rushed back to her face.
Arnold greeted everyone, and Gerald began playing some popular artist, all of them seeming to compliment the way Arnold looked, especially the women. Most of them running over to the snack table where the alcohol was. Arnold was about to shut the door until he heard a knock on it. He turned and opened it and realized who it was, now using his entire body to block the entrance. He was leaning on one side of the doorway, his hand holding himself up, and the other hand was tucked in his pants pocket as he inhaled and exhaled the cigarette not using his hands to pull it out of his mouth, now blowing the smoke into both of their faces, his expression cold.
"The fuck you doing here?" Arnold spoke harshly his voice cold emotionless, at the red head and preppy popular girl behind her.
"We can't come to your party?" Lila asked saddened by his remark, and Rhonda cowered behind Lila.
"No, I don't need fake bitches ruining my party." Arnold snapped at them harshly, now blowing more smoke in there face.
"Oh my God Arnold, that smoke is absolutely repulsive!" Rhonda exclaimed gagging and coughing at it.
"Yeah, I call it fake bitch repellent." Arnold spoke now removing himself from the doorway and slammed it shut in there face.
Arnold turned to look back and saw Helga dancing freely as she had a cigarette in one hand and a drink in the other. She let her hips and hair sway with the music, and it warmed his heart watching her, but even more so...this damn not having sex thing was going to kill him. Arnold went back to the table and made himself another drink and chugged it down without wincing or anything, as he finished his cigarette.
Arnold stood watching Helga dancing at the snack table and all the girls were giggling over how handsome Arnold looked in what he was wearing, and some of the guys like Wolfgang, Stinky, Sid, and Harold began talking to him. Wolfgang slammed Arnold on the back telling him that he was cool as shit and randomly challenged him to an alcohol chugging contest. Arnold didn't back down, and surprisingly Arnold won and now Arnold was officially drunk.
Helga spent most of her time in between the dance floor, and the lounge area smoking cigarettes now realizing she was drunk.
Somehow Lila and Rhonda ended up crashing there party because Arnold had left for a second to pee, and when he came back he realized they were there dancing. Arnold grit his teeth but decided to say nothing because he was too drunk to do anything else about it. Now the music shifted and everyone began getting sexual on the dance floor, when suddenly the song Ashanti's Rock Wit You began playing.
Helga got up from her seat leaving her drink behind and quickly put out her cigarette and began dancing by herself, Helga now giving Arnold eye contact begging him to come dance with her.
He smirked at her, as he slowly walked over to her and took her hand, his body relaxed and in control not seeming like he was drunk at all.
Arnold swayed to the music now behind Helga and the crowd thought she was going to grind on him but she didn't as they all backed off the dance floor giving them some space.
She began rotating and rolling her hips on time with the music and Arnold followed sensually behind her both of there bodies pressed together moving as one person, his head in between Helga's neck and his hands gripped Helga's hips pulling her closer to him. Helga began lip syncing the words, now lost into the music, Arnold, and them moving together.
The tension growing more and more the longer they kept dancing. Helga moved slowly as she turned around to face him now running her hands sensually over his body stopping at his back, and he pulled her in closer bodies pressing, as they began rotating and swaying there hips to the music. Arnold followed her beautifully, able to move his hips with her not missing a beat.
When it got to the part where Ashanti was echoing Helga looked directly at him lip syncing to him and she broke away from him briefly and she began touching herself starting from her stomach and stopped at her hair as she ran her fingers through her hair still swaying her hips to the music, there gaze focused on only each other, both of them filled with lust.
As Helga was touching herself he was moon walking around her like usher, his hat covering half of his face and bright blonde hair illuminating under the dance floor lights, now his hands grazing over certain sections of her body as he was dancing around her.
Arnold now stopping in front of Helga as he ran his fingers over the brim of his hat, and quickly grabbed Helga's legs and had her straddle him wrapping her legs around his midsection using his one hand to support her as she fell back and Arnold ran his hand over her starting from her neck and stopped towards her stomach and he let her go slowly as she fell to the ground gracefully.
Arnold grabbed her hand and pulled her swiftly from the ground and they resumed there dance of sensual love swaying both of there hips to the music, and Helga began dancing over Arnold's leg not going lower as she clutched onto his clothes and Arnold sensually grabbed her hair as they faced each other both of them not missing a beat, Arnold swaying his hips along with Helga. Arnold then broke away from Helga giving them some distance as he spun her in him and dipped her, Helga's legs stiff underneath his as she was holding onto him, both of them breathing hard, and there faces mere inches away from each other and the song finally faded out.
Arnold and Helga didn't break there gaze as he briefly touched her face lovingly and told her he loved her, and she said the same thing to him. They rose from there dipped position and they held hands as they quickly glanced over the room.
Everyone stared at them open gaped at the two of them including Gerald, and Phoebe.
They had no idea that Arnold could dance like that, but Arnold kept it a secret all these years because he got tired of going to social events with Gerald and he always danced better than him so Arnold spent many years studying and practicing his hip hop and exactly how to move. Only thing is, Arnold forgot he was supposed to be keeping it a secret. Shit, now his cover is blown.
Helga and Arnold grabbed each other's hand and walked off the dance floor as Gerald played the next song.
All the women were staring open gaped at Arnold still, and all the guys were officially jealous.
Neither of them could take another drink in their system as they both decided to smoke a cigarette instead, both Arnold and Helga trying to get away from the crowd, which they happened to find a spot in a corner on his roof somehow strangely secluded behind a shed on his roof.
They both lit a cigarette, and it was hard for them to stop their rushing beating fluttering hearts.
"I need you to dance like that more often, where in the hell did you learn to dance like that?!" Helga slurred as she inhaled and exhaled her cigarette.
Arnold seemed collected lighting his cigarette now leaning against the back side of the shed, even though he was just as drunk and attempting to ignore his probing erection because of Helga.
Arnold smiled at her.
"Lessons I took because I honestly got tired of everyone making fun of me and the way I dance. Especially Gerald, because he's the dancer in our friendship and it pissed me off...so I decided to take lessons, I learned hip hop, jazz, and modern dance." Arnold spoke confidently now exhaling his cigarette.
"That seems like such a stupid reason, but why were you keeping it a secret for so long?! And why didn't you dance with me at all tonight! I mean granted, I wanna fuck you right now...because that was some sexy ass shit and I was hoping you would kiss me on the dance floor in front of everyone...specially because I wanna rub it in all those bitches faces!" Helga slurred, as she inhaled and exhaled her cigarette.
"Show who?" Arnold asked not entirely too sure what she was talking about, even though he wanted to do the same...but, he wanted more than kissing.
"You don't know! Arnold, how stupid can you be! I mean ALL the girls were staring at you! They all want a piece of you, and I bet you any amount of money...some, one, or all them bitches is scheming to take you away from me. Hoes." Helga slurred spitefully, inhaling and exhaling her cigarette.
"Well shit, considering everything we've seen together I wouldn't put it past them...but in the same instance, its never going to happen. Even though its still a nice compliment." Arnold spoke his speech still slurred a bit as he was exhaling his cigarette while he was talking.
"Arnold, how did you learn how to let a cigarette hang from your lips and inhale it and exhale without ever taking it out of your mouth? Its been bothering me the whole night on top of everything else." Helga asked curious but still slurred and drunk.
Arnold blinked at her question confused, now realizing what she was talking about...which took him a minute, but he didn't know how...the more he thought about it...the more it freaked him out.
"I honestly don't know Helga, you think it may have something to do with the dreams we had about each other?" Arnold asked her his voice curious and concerned.
"I think so, probably whatever is happening in your other life is starting to affect you now. Is that even possible?" Helga questioned herself, not too sure of the answer.
"Were both terrible of pretending that everything is okay, aren't we?" Arnold said matter of factly, a playful smile playing on his lips as he inhaled and exhaled his cigarette.
"Fuck yeah, we are. It makes me wonder though, how do adults deal with problems like these? I mean especially older women...how do they deal with rape? Like you, how do adults deal with death? Like other kids like me...how do they deal with being abused? How am I supposed to remain positive after all of this is happening? Lets not forget, my parents are officially on my shit list for ever having threatened you, I love you more than my own parents...Bob could drop dead and I wouldn't even want to attend his funeral. Olga would probably yell at me for being insensitive or some stupid shit like that, when I'd only end up wanting to fight her. So much bullshit, and ugliness in this world...and yet how do some people have a smile on there face? Why don't they just curl up in a ball and give up trying?" Helga asked pained by her own questions, now crying...the bad part about being drunk...is that everything comes out, and its normally not pretty.
"The hell if I know Helga, I just saw my grandparents the only parents I had in a casket, cold, and lifeless, and yet I feel like everyone is mocking my pain. Everyone around me is laughing at me, and disrespecting the memories I have of my only family. They have no right to tell me how I should feel. I feel dead on the inside when I think about it, then what happened to you...I still shiver with anger when the memory comes to mind. You have no idea how badly I wanted to slit his throat and watch him bleed out slowly. I wanted to torture him, God your screams when you called for me...and this side of me I feel creeping closer and closer...I don't care about what everyone thinks about me now, and that's the weird part...before I would've cared, and now I don't. I feel me turning, slowly and surely, and I'm terrified...and happy at the same time because it means I can protect you and have some fun letting out the anger I feel. The anger I feel towards myself for letting you down and not getting to you sooner. As far as the fight between me and Bob, it was bound to happen at some point because with the way I feel...I would've killed him too. When I was fighting him...Helga, I wanted to jam my foot with as much force as I could muster in between his neck breaking it and ending his life quickly. I had thoughts of hitting your mother back when she hit me...something is wrong with me...and I know it, yet I can't stop...because...I love you so damn much it hurts. I can't breathe without you, I can't do anything without you by my side, and I've never felt like this...even when I was with Lila. It felt mediocre to the love I feel for you. I've lost everything...except you..." Arnold said now choking on his own tears as he fell to the ground his gaze focused on the night sky.
"What happened to me was not your fault, Arnold. In fact, its my fault...if it wasn't for me running away from you that day none of this would've happened. If I had just told you the truth that I feel the same way for you just as I have been my whole life sooner, you would still be able to see and every time I look at that scar on your face it only serves as a reminder as to how I've failed you as a girlfriend whose supposed to love you and take care of you. I'm so ashamed honestly." Helga said clutching herself attempting to stop her own tears.
Helga rose from her position and sat next to Arnold both of them holding each other, as both of their sobs remained silent.
"You have nothing to be ashamed of baby...I did it because I love you, I would do it again in a second without thinking." Arnold spoke truthfully.
"I know, and that's what hurts the most...what have I given up to be with you? Tell me. I don't see it." Helga asked him, now feeling like the lesser individual in their relationship.
Arnold wiped her tears as Helga did the same and they looked in each others eyes.
"You didn't have to sacrifice anything, just being with me is enough. Helga, when you spoke about my grandparents at their funeral...I cried, because you captured them so beautifully. Not one person who was there said what you said, and besides...you crying with me like you have been is helpful enough for me. So you don't have to try so hard, you don't have to do anything...in fact, all you need to do is relax, trust me, and our love, that we'll make it through together. Be yourself around me, is all I want from you okay baby?" Arnold spoke still brushing her hair from her face.
"How did you get to be so wonderful? How do you always know what to say to make me melt every time How do you know how to support me, when I don't even know how to do that for you...its not fair." Helga admitted still looking in his eyes and she began playing with his hair.
"Tell me how I make you feel Helga, please." Arnold asked his blue gaze focused on her.
"You really want to know? Like I'm the queen of the world, I'm on a high when I'm around you...and like a kid in a candy store, I'm addicted to being around you. When I look in your eyes my insides turn to mush, and when you kiss me...its sinful. I forget about everything. When you flirt with me, I feel beautiful, like I'm more beautiful than any Greek Roman goddess. When you hold me, I feel safe...and I know I'm home. I can't live without you, because I always needed you to be a part of my world. God don't get me started when you make love to me...it flows, its not sex, its not fucking or anything like that...its love, and I feel it. I need it like a blind man needs to see. Make sense now? You don't need to feel insecure about anything, because I'll always want you...and only you, okay football head?" Helga admitted smiling and crying as she spoke.
Arnold was taken aback by her poetry of him, he never knew she held him in such high regards and it made him blush, smile, and really happy.
"Okay Helga, I won't feel insecure around you...if you promise to tell me how your feeling, relax, and don't hold anything back because I won't." Arnold spoke playfully at her, still holding her face.
Helga nodded, and Arnold pulled Helga in for a kiss...this time their kiss was passionate and fiery filled with much need. Helga melted under his kiss, and no longer cared about anything else around her as Arnold's tongue parted her mouth both of their tongues fighting for dominance as he grabbed Helga's hair, and she moaned in response. Arnold let out a low growl as he began sucking on the lobe of her ear, and Helga moaned at the sensations that went down to her sweet spot.
Arnold suddenly stopped, his pupil less right eye staring directly towards the direction of someone's footsteps, now getting louder as they heard indistinct yelling.
"Whoa shit! Dammit, Arnold, someone's fighting we gotta go break it up!" Gerald came back realizing he was busy, but demanded they both stop the fight.
"Fuck." Arnold cursed his voice low and husky because he hadn't moved from her ear lobe, and it sent a pleasurable shudder all over her body.
Arnold kissed Helga on the temple of her forehead as he quickly rose from the ground, gathering himself together now hearing the indistinct yelling get louder. Arnold then began walking swiftly, briskly, his body relaxed and in control as his vest swayed behind him.
Oh shit, Helga thought to herself as she rose from the ground and brushed herself off and ran to catch up with Arnold.
Gerald was trying to break up the fight standing in the middle as both of the dudes were attempting to strike each other and Arnold crept up now standing behind Gerald. Arnold was merely observing for a few minutes before having to step in, his gaze cold and emotionless. Gerald yelled at him trying to figure out why Arnold wouldn't step in and break them up. Arnold breathed in, and exhaled his breath. Arnold was relaxed and calm, he had both of his hands in his pockets, seeming calculated.
"HEY!" Arnold yelled his voice deep, booming and forcing both boys to stop attempting to fight each other. It was the voice of a somewhat older man, not screeching or anything, which was strange.
Arnold glared at Gerald and jerked his head as if to silently tell him "move." Gerald had seen this mode to him before and didn't hesitate to follow through.
Everyone at the party staring at what was going on, and of course the ladies staring at Arnold and ogling at how extremely attractive he was.
"What happened?" Arnold asked, his gaze going from both boys, awaiting for one of them to speak up. His gaze was ice cold, and his right pupil less eye seeming to gleam as the shadow was casted over half of Arnold's face.
Harold, Stinky, and Sid merely seeming to marvel at Arnold in front of the circled crowd.
"He was dancing with my girl, and I saw them kissing!" The first boy said.
Arnold said nothing in response, merely turned his gaze back to the other boy awaiting him to speak. Arnold was still relaxed as he lit a cigarette, inhaled and exhaled, his demeanor cold, and calculated and Arnold placed the cigarette in his mouth and let it hang from his lips as he put his hands back in his pocket. He did not move his gaze from the second boy as he awaited him to speak, now inhaling and exhaling through his nose. All eyes were on Arnold and the two boys, and all of them were in awe.
"She asked me to do it, in fact she begged me to kiss her! So you need to keep better watch of your girl!" The second boy yelled at the first boy. The air seemed thick with tension as everyone could not stop staring. They didn't know to yell fight, or just stand still.
Arnold took his hand out from his pocket, his movements in control and precise but relaxed as he inhaled, exhaled and ashed on the ground.
"Whose the girl?" Arnold asked the first boy, his voice emotionless.
"What business is it of yours!" The first boy yelled at Arnold.
Arnold smiled a sardonic smile, as he placed his cigarette in his mouth and let it hang from his lips and stepped in front of the first boy seeming to guard the second boy, inhaling and exhaling into the first boys face.
"The fuck man!" The first boy screeched at Arnold.
"To answer your question, this is MY house. So unless you feel like going home with your tail tucked between your legs, I suggest you don't ask me stupid fucking questions." Arnold hissed at him, his voice deep booming, still cold and emotionless.
Arnold's gaze was fixed on the first boy waiting, and Arnold maintained his sardonic smile at him.
All the girls squealed at Arnold, and the guys said nothing.
"You wanna pick a fight with me, tough guy! Bring it!" The first boy yelled challenging Arnold, and he smiled evilly at him. The atmosphere now cold.
The first boy put up his fists and Arnold merely took his cigarette and put it out under his shoe. His cold blue gaze fixed on him, his body relaxed, precise and calculated.
"Your not even worth my time, or my effort." Arnold hissed at him wasting no time to end the fight as soon as it started.
Arnold swiftly moved the boys fists out of the way leaving a clear shot for his throat as Arnold took his firm hand and using the correct amount of force quickly jabbed at the boys throat cutting off the boys air supply as he fell to the ground holding his throat.
"You'll be able to breathe in a few more seconds, now get out." Arnold spoke coldly not breaking a sweat.
The first boy still holding his throat began gathering himself together now inhaling a big breath as he ran out the door, Arnold now able to hear his indistinct footsteps.
Everyone stood dumbfounded, saying nothing.
Arnold turned swiftly to the second boy his gaze fixed on him, his eyes cold, and emotionless the light seeming to make Arnold's right pupil less eye gleam brightly in the darkness from the shadow casted over his face. He was no longer smiling his face serious and grim. The room still cold.
"Get out. And take that trailer trash with you too." Arnold commanded him, his voice silently booming, dark, and deep. His gaze still fixed and intense, his body still relaxed and seething.
The second boy grabbed the girls hand and rushed out of the front door, and Arnold breathed in a long sigh relaxing himself finally cracking his neck, still cool and collected.
"That...WAS SOOO COOL!" Sid yelled out as they cheered for Arnold.
Arnold smiled as the music resumed and he walked back towards Helga.
Helga couldn't believe what she saw...Arnold was incredible and it made Helga even more happy that he was hers.
Sid, Harold, and Stinky kept persistently rushing him with questions asking Arnold to show him how to do what he did, and the girls like Nadine, Sheena, Big Patty, and even some other girls were jumping at the chance to hit on Arnold. They did so, and Arnold nicely declined to dance with them.
The party continued until everyone was completely drunk, grinding on each other now making out with one another.
Arnold spent most of the time with Helga as they danced together allowing the sexual tension to rebuild between them again the longer they danced together.
"Watch me squash this shit." Lila said her speech slurred and her cheeks rosy from being drunk.
Lila began dancing on Arnold from behind him, but he paid her no mind at all now scooting away from her. Lila was fuming at this point. Lila was now walking behind Helga.
"OW! WHAT THE FUCK!" Helga screamed loudly as Lila pulled her hair and tossed Helga aside and she fell to the ground.
Arnold wasted no time, and rushed over to Helga's side to help her up making sure she didn't hurt herself too badly.
Helga then panicked as she saw the shift in his face again, his face cold and emotionless.
Arnold turned his blue pupil less eye coldly towards Lila, smiling sardonically. He rose from the ground slowly like an animal stalking his prey, his body relaxed and calculated. This time the shadow casted over his face was greater and took up more than half.
Lila cowered in fear backing away from him.
"I'm sorry Arnold, I didn't mean it!" Lila said fear now clutching her making it hard for her to move as Arnold approached closer and closer to her.
He grabbed Lila by her hair and pulled her like a rag doll closer to her face his eyes scanning her evilly as Lila didn't try to fight him, now she was too terrified to do so.
"If you didn't mean it, you wouldn't have done it in the first place." Arnold whispered his voice low and cold, and it sent a chill down her spine.
"I can taste your fear, sweetheart. Don't do that. Your breaking my heart." Arnold whispered sadistically low in her ear, still holding her hair as he lifted her off the ground making her feet unable to touch the ground.
Arnold looked back at her as she struggled against him and his lips curled into a snarl.
"I'm sick of bitches like you." Arnold hissed at her and she kept fighting him Lila almost feeling like he was going to pull her hair out as her feet dangling beneath her.
Some people wanted to stop Arnold and he merely glared at them and they stood and did nothing now horrified. Helga was just as mortified, but somehow happy too still unable to move.
"Your selfish, you want all the attention. Well guess what, tonight your gonna get all the attention you seek." Arnold hissed as he tossed her by her hair into a wall like a rag doll, and the force knocked all the wind out of her and she fell into the ground.
Everyone yelled at Arnold and he said nothing to them as he picked up Helga gently off the ground and walked her away.
"Arnold don't you think you took it too far!" Harold almost yelled at Arnold, truly upset.
Arnold breathed a sarcastic smile.
"I gave the bitch what she asked for. Attention. Unless you want to challenge me, get the fuck out of my face." Arnold spat coldly at him as he walked off with Helga.
Maybe taking him away from the crowd will make everything calm down. Helga couldn't help but stare at him and marvel at him. No one ever stood up for her like he did, so in a way he was her hero...honestly, Helga didn't think it was that bad though, because she did pull her hair first and shoved her to the ground. Arnold only did an eye for an eye, but still...the look on his face wasn't easy for her to erase it from her memory.
"Well, my stunts are going to be the talk of the school tomorrow." Arnold sarcastically said breaking Helga's thoughts.
"As long as no one knows the truth about what happened at the hospital for me, I'm good with that." Helga said as if telling Arnold it was okay with her with what he did to Lila.
"Remember Rhonda saw some of it, and who knows what rumors she intends to spin tomorrow. Its going to be hell for us." Arnold spoke allowing his anger to show, his body still calm.
"She wouldn't speak against you though...you did threaten her, and you also slapped her too." Helga replied snickering at the memory.
"Please tell me the humor you see in all of this Helga." Arnold asked sincerely as he lit another cigarette waiting for her to respond. Helga did the same and both of them took a moment to inhale and exhale.
Helga glanced at him before speaking, still chuckling under her breath.
"Its just, you...this attitude of yours, I think I like it a lot more honestly." Helga admitted truthfully unafraid of him.
Arnold blinked surprised at her.
"Your not scared at all?" Arnold asked confused, knowing the effect he held on everyone else when he got in that mode and how it didn't seem to effect her.
"No, well...maybe a little. But I knew you were only giving her what she deserves, your not going to waste your time exhorting all your energy on someone as worthless as that. Just like that guy from earlier, no point in wasting too much energy on him either, you successfully diffused the situation using the right amount of force. I don't think I've seen you go all out, and trust me I don't think I want to either...but am I personally afraid of you...no. Somehow I know you would never do that to me, and I trust you." Helga admitted honestly and truthfully as she inhaled and exhaled her cigarette, as she was relaxing on the floor of the rooftop.
Arnold couldn't help but smile warmly and he felt happy inside, that was one less thing he needed to worry about which he was grateful for.
Once everything had died down, it was about 3:13am and people started walking into Arnold's house and passing out in the living room, the basement, and wherever else they could find...and Gerald made sure that he and Phoebe had his own room since each of the boarders were away in there own homes away from the boarding house...and Gerald made sure no one slept in Arnold's room.
Since everyone left, it was only Arnold and Helga on the rooftop. Arnold asked Helga for one more dance and she agreed. Arnold played the song by Thirty Seconds To Mars Stronger to set the mood before he took her hand gently and led her back to the dance floor.
Arnold placed his right hand on her hips gently pulling her closer until their bodies pressed and Helga took Arnolds left hand as she laced her right hand around his neck, now looking into each others eyes.
Arnolds eyes spoke the song to her, as they began swaying gently to the music. Once it got to the second pickup Arnold then spun her out and spun her back in, Arnold catching her and they laced their hands together, their gaze intense and focused on each other.
Helga began spinning slowly around him her hips moving with the music and she touched his body sensually, now both of them unashamed because they were not in front of everyones staring eyes.
Arnold's gaze was merely focused on Helga his eyes lit with carnal desire, as he took his vest jacket off and tossed it to the side now having pulled Helga back towards him until their bodies slammed together yet again. Helga suppressed a moan as she sensually took Arnold's hat and gently threw it aside.
They danced more together now both of them facing each other as Helga then straddled him yet again as she began undoing his red tie quickly and she fell backwards, now his erection was pressed against her sweet spot and he let out a low growl as Helga's hands touched the ground and she flipped over allowing her underwear to show successfully landing on her feet. Their gaze still focused solely on each other now both of their eyes lit with desire and lust.
Helga threw off her shoes and moved sensually to the music back towards Arnold and they began dancing together again, this time Arnold from behind Helga and both of their hips moving as one, and Arnold began breathing low growls into her neck as he careessed Helga from her sides grabbing her hips and pressing her against Arnold's erection, Helga supressed the moan yet again. This was a game, and Helga would not let Arnold win.
Helga turned to face Arnold as she wrapped her leg around his and he leaned Helga inwards towards the floor holding her, now raising slowly back upwards and Helga still swaying to the music began slowly unbuttoning Arnold's shirt now completely unbuttoned, Helga now dancing low to the ground Helga's hand trailing down from Arnolds neck to the center of his chest down to his belt buckle and grabbed his pants tight. Arnold let out a husky low growl, and Helga quickly came back up and they resumed dancing from the front.
Surprisingly the song was on repeat so this dance would continue for however long this game continued between them and they both were thoroughly enjoying themselves.
As they continued dancing and hips swaying to the music, Arnold slowly unbuckled Helga's waist belt and tossed it aside, his shirt still unbuttoned part of his chest being revealed both of them sweating and eyes focused and lit with desire. Arnold then took his shirt off and tossed it to the side, now half naked, outside, on his roof, on a dance floor.
Helga began dancing in front of Arnold as he slowly unzipped her dress and it fell to the floor, and Arnold quickly spun her around and slammed her against him. Helga finally moaned at the contact between them because she didn't wear a bra with the dress, he smiled at her seductively.
"I win." Arnold said his voice low and husky, as he caressed her face and pulled her in for a passionate fiery kiss filled with need and desire. Helga melted under his kiss, and Arnold's tongue parted Helga's lips now their tongues fighting for dominance. Arnold lifted her and she straddled him by wrapping her legs around him, and Arnold began leading Helga back to his bedroom from the window roof.
They broke their kiss for a brief moment as they both jumped from the roof into his bed landing on each other, both of them giggling and smiling as they resumed their passionate kiss. Arnold flipped Helga to lay on her backside as he began trailing his fiery kissed from her lips to her neck, and down to her breast.
Arnold began caressing the sides of her body and it sent shivers of pleasure down her spine as she moaned in response to his touch.
Arnold looked back at her, and she almost came right there as she stared back at him. The scar on his right eye covered a good portion of his face and his eyes were brightly lit with passion for her as he smirked seductively at her and his hair was now messy and tousled.
Arnold then took Helga's nipple in his mouth and began sucking on it and Helga moaned in response calling out Arnolds name and he growled into her nipple, now using his tongue to circle it and stroke it, and it sent waves of pleasure all over her body.
Arnold did the same with the other breast and Helga clutched the sheets as she called out to him, once he finished he trailed his kisses down to the folds of Helga's sex and he pulled her underwear off with his teeth.
Helga started to panic a bit, what was he going to do? They hadn't done this before.
"Baby, relax...let me make tonight about you." Arnold spoke his voice low, husky, and lovingly.
Helga nodded in response still nervous.
Arnold kissed the insides of her thighs, and Helga moaned...oh God, she was not ready for this.
Arnold smiled devilishly, as he began using solely his tongue to slowly stroke the folds of Helga's sex and she moaned now relaxing into it.
Arnold's tongue began going faster and faster as he then placed his mouth on her folds and began sucking on her clitoris. Helga could not believe how euphoric this really felt, as constant waves of pleasure consumed her now she was clutching the sheets, and she was now screaming his name.
Arnold then took his fingers and began fingering her as he continued eating her out, and Arnold was thoroughly enjoying this.
As Arnold kept going, picking up the pace and doing multiple things with his tongue Helga was nearing her release and she felt it build up inside her and Helga's legs began shaking under him.
Helga could no longer take everything he was doing to her, now allowing herself to release as she bucked against Arnold's face and screamed out his name, now slowly coming down from her climax, her body raked with spasms.
Arnold then kissed her folds gently, licking his lips and sucking his fingers like he just had a delicious dessert, as he kissed her thighs sweetly. Now rising from her and he laid down next to her.
Helga was panting heavily staring at him stunned at what just happened, now realizing she was naked and he still had his pants on. Helga glanced over and saw he was still erect through his pants, and she was slightly confused as to why he hadn't had sex with her yet...at this point she didn't care.
"Helga, I don't want to unless you tell me to...even though, I really...really want to. God this shit hurts." Arnold admitted breathing heavily as well, but his voice low and husky almost with a low growl to it.
"I'll be okay...as long as its you." Helga admitted smiling feeling like she was ready, her body still raked from her last orgasm.
"Are you sure?" Arnold asked sounding concerned, even though his eyes were lit with loving lust.
"Yes, besides...the way I see it, if I do this with you...it will purify me of the stench he left behind on me, because I love you, and I want only you...just be slow and gentle okay?" Helga admitted, still pleading with him.
Arnold smiled warmly at her, and he did as he was instructed.
Laying Helga on her back and he laid over her and kissed her sweetly this time. Helga could feel it, the love in his kiss, the passion, and absolute madness she felt for him, no longer caring about anything than this moment.
Arnold undid his belt buckle, tossing it and his pants swiftly to the side along with his underwear. Helga touched his face when they broke their kiss and she smiled crying silent tears now.
Arnold stopped at the look in her eyes...her brown eyes were filled with nothing but love for him and it touched him because no other woman looked at him the way she did...just now. He caressed her cheek and they both looked deeply into each others eyes.
"I love you, Arnold." Helga admitted loudly tears still silently falling from her eyes and it fell into her hair.
Arnold's heart skipped a beat, and he felt alive...that was the first time Helga had ever called him by his name when she told him she loved him.
"I love you too, Helga." Arnold said gently with love in his voice, and he began wiping the tears from her face, and he kissed her again as he slowly inserted himself inside her and Helga gasped at the feel of him inside her and she grabbed Arnold's blonde hair.
Arnold began stroking her slowly and Helga moaned in response, and she was crying silent tears not because she was in pain or because of the memory of the man who had raped her...but because she realized how much she truly loved him, and that she was a fool for not trusting him. She loved him, and she wanted all of him and nothing less.
As Arnold kept stroking her now picking up the pace, she kept moaning in response as she stopped her tears and she gripped his hair tight and she took her other hand and began involuntarily scratching his back. Arnold growled low in response to her scratching him and the feel of himself inside of her. He kept stroking her faster and faster and Helga could feel the coil inside her lower abdomen begin to unwind, now rolling her eyes in the back of her head as she neared her release.
Helga began to shake under his strokes and he growled as he told Helga to come for him and she did, now the coil in her lower abdomen releasing, now coming down from her climax.
Arnold then grabbed Helga as she was facing away from him now put in a doggy position and he grabbed her hips and began stroking her gently at first now his strokes growing harder and faster. Holy shit this was a whole new position and she liked it...it was a completely different area and a completely different sensation for her.
Arnold then quickly took one hand and began quickly stroking Helga's clitoris from side to side while still stroking her not loosing rythm at the same time and it was double pleasure and Helga felt her release coming as she gripped the sheets tighter and she scream moaned "Oh God!" and convulsed under him screaming his name.
Arnold growled his lips curled into a euphoric smirk. He may be blind in one eye, but he didn't need to see to know what he was doing.
Helga then relaxed for a minute but then Arnold quickly and effortlessly yanked Helga up carrying her now kissing her as she straddled him in the front and he then slammed Helga against a wall roughly and Helga moaned as he did so and he began stroking her against the wall somehow easily able to support her weight.
She kept going up and down against the wall letting Arnold do all the work, Arnold now biting and sucking her neck as well as sucking her ear lobe as this sent a shiver all over her body, and his strokes hard and fast, she felt it all over again...she was going to climax again, and she did so, screaming his name pulling his hair holding desperately onto him and he growled.
He then grabbed Helga again where she was straddling him as he tossed her on his desk where he did his homework shoving and pushing all the papers aside, pulling her halfway off the edge of the table, clutching her hips tightly and began his strokes all over again pulling her back and forth against him. Arnold then sucked his fingers on one hand and began stroking her nipple still stroking her not loosing his rythm at all, and Helga couldn't handle anymore of this as it sent shudders of pleasure all over her body. This man was not just a monster in sex...He was a God.
It felt too good to her, as she felt the coil in her lower abdomen quickly release yet again, and she screamed his name loudly not caring who heard them making noises. Convulsing under him as she climaxed yet again. How many times was that? Helga lost count.
Arnold was now finally nearing his own release as he growled loudly, calling out Helga's name and he pulled out quickly, his semen spilling over her thigh which surprisingly it was alot. Arnold breifly kissed her and went to go grab a towel from his closet to clean up his mess.
Helga wanted to pass out on the table right there, she was unable to move. This was not like the first time where she felt like she could get up and be a productive member of society. No. Not this time, she could not.
Arnold cleaned himself up, and wiped up his semen he sprayed on her thigh now looking at her, both of them still breathing heavily.
"Did I overdo it?" Arnold asked still breathing heavily his voice low and husky, both of their bodies glistening with sweat and there hair messy and marks on both of them from the scratching and biting.
"I want a cigarette, problem is...I can't fucking move." Helga could only muster to say. Arnold chuckled under his breath and he picked up Helga and carried her bridal style and laid her on the bed as he went to go grab a cup fill it with water and he opened the windows to vent out the room, also grabbing enough water for the both of them knowing Helga would be parched too. Arnold then walked back to Helga and handed her some water, and she snatched it and gulped all of it down finally having it quench her thirst. Arnold placed the ash cup in one of his shelves as he let the window air out the room and hopefully they would cool off too. Helga was somewhat able to move, and she sat herself up as she reached for her pack of cigarettes and lit it, inhaled and exhaled.
Arnold then began massaging her legs knowing she would probably be sore, and Helga relaxed and inhaled and exhaled her cigarette the smoke filling the room as it quickly left the room through the roof window. Arnold said nothing as he kept massaging her, and Helga smiled at him and he moved over to the next leg. He was a good massager person too. This is a dream come true. Helga tilted her head back as she relaxed into his massage and now feeling lightheaded from the cigarette she is now smoking, this was too good to be true.
Arnold reached for Helgas cigarette as she handed it to him and he let it hang from his lips for a second as he continued his massage on her legs.
Helga could not stop staring at him, God that scar and his blind eye with bright blonde hair and a cigarette hanging from his lips as he was smoking it at the same time...was too damn sexy for her.
Arnold smirked not looking at her, and her insides were mush again.
He returned his gaze back to her and she almost looked shocked at how strikingly handsome he is.
He smiled at her, as he handed her the cigarette back to her and Helga insisted he finish it. Arnold then asked Helga to turn around as he began massaging her neck and shoulders, still effortlessly inhaling and exhaling his cigarette only taking short breaks to ash it. Helga felt much more relaxed...and more than ready to pass out.
"Ready to pass out now?" Arnold smirked at her happily.
Helga glanced at him like "Fuck yeah."
Arnold put out the cigarette in the water cup and shut the window and turned his fan on as he turned off all the lights. They briefly looked over at the clock, shit...it was 4:55am.
"This is your fault Arnold and you know it." Helga spat playfully harsh at him.
Arnold hopped in bed with her and cuddled her towards him, and he chuckled at her.
"Yeah, I know. Sorry, good night baby. I love you." Arnold spoke playfully, and truly happy.
"To answer your question...you didn't overdo it...I just wasn't ready for all that. But it was fun and I loved every minute with you." Helga admitted to him smiling warmly now having no regrets about deciding to make love to him yet again.
Arnold smiled warmly and lovingly at her, as he kissed her lips sweetly and held her as they both fell into a deep sleep, both of them seeming to smile while they were sleeping because they were together.
Not only would they have a mess to clean in the morning, spending extensive time kicking people out on top of getting ready for school and the gossip, especially the gossip. Arnold knew he and Helga were going to be the focal point of school tomorrow, which he did not look forward to at all. So now they were both unwillingly hurled back into the realm of reality.
Both of them kept praying silently each night...please, let them be together for just a little bit longer.
This is always too much to ask for, before its going to get worse...before it gets better.
Helga also prayed that her parents would not find a way to ruin the only one good thing she has going for her...in her entire life. Knowing, they most certainly would...and would not stop until Helga was back to being miserable again.
-END OF CHAPTER 7
