The Heart Won't Lie

A Fan Fiction by Lizzie D

Hey all. This chapter will be VERY good. This is where the climactic point may just jump out and slap you in the face. Well, no. It won't slap you, but this is where the climax begins it's long ascent to the peak or point. Enjoy!

I hope everyone had a nice holiday.

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"Bob! You've had weeks upon weeks. When are we gonna get this dough?" Dino slammed a fist on Big Bob Pataki's desk.

"You'll get the money. I just... I need one more week..." the sturdy vendor begged.

Dino shook his head and snapped his thick fingers as a signal to the other armed thugs in the room. They immediately apprehended Bob and tied him to his office chair.

"Bob, I put my ass on the line for you. I've given you two weeks extension already. I'm usually not that lenient, but you had plenty of time to get the money. Maybe you shouldn't have wasted it on your gambling..." Dino advised.

"Hey, it's not my fault that the Packers lost to the Jets. That's beyond my control!" he supplicated.

"Bob, the point here. I need the money. You don't have it. With a quick dial, I can do something very unfortunate to your family..." the mobster warned.

"You wouldn't dare..."

Dino pulled out his cellular phone to come across as threatening. Bob continued mindless chatter to keep Dino occupied as he inconspicuously and mutely fumbled through a drawer to find his Silencer PP7. This was the arms of choice since it produced a silent shot: if used, no one would hear it. Finally grabbing hold of the gun, he pushed the "Security" button on his desk. All through Dino and Bob's 'conference', he kept trying to delay the Italian.

Dino heard a click, "What the hell are you doing, Bob?"

"Nothing..."

"You called security, didn't you? You dirty son of a..." Dino muffled the end of the phrase, "Guys, lets get the hell out of here..."

"That's just what you want, isn't it Dino?"

"Don't play games with me, Pataki."

Bob pulled out the silencer and despite the tightened ropes, he got a clear shot at one of the thugs. Turning his chair, he killed the other in one shot and dodged that gangster's gunfire. Bob relentlessly continued to try to free himself from the rope which restricted any motion in is upper arms.

"You're crazy, Bob! You had your chance!!" Dino flipped off the dreaded 'middle finger' and raced towards the window; just barely missing another shot fired by Big Bob Pataki.

Dino escaped and ran a few blocks to flee from any law enforcement officers who were out and about. Hiding in a dark alley, he pulled out his phone.

"Hello?"

"It's Dino."

"You get the money?"

"Pataki wouldn't budge. He killed two of our best men with a Silencer."

"You always have to leave a mess, don't you?"

"Sorry, Doug. Get going before he gets in the way. I'll pick up the two girls."

Dino hung up the phone and looked around. Seeing no one, he walked home to his car and sped off towards the Lloyd estate. After making a quick call, Dino found Lila and a reluctant Rhonda Wellington Lloyd waiting outside the mansion.

***

Security violently banged on the locked door to the office, and Bob told them it was a false alarm. 'He bumped the button when he was grabbing something.' - That was his alibi. There was no way he could tell them what actually happened. That would only worsen the situation. Dino Spumoni was already infuriated. Soon, I'll have the entire mob against me. Bob grabbed a knife and began to free himself.

I wonder what he meant by 'something very unfortunate could happen to my family'. I got to call Olga. Helga. Even Miriam I need. Once Bob untied himself, he went straight to Miriam's office and told her the whole story.

"Don't faint, Miriam..." Bob pleaded with his wife who was in a state of mental anxiety.

"I'm sorry... my babies!" Miriam began to cry as she instantly telephoned home. Her heart raced when no one answered. No one's there... Oh! Where are you Olga? Helga? Sweetie? Why aren't you home either!? Miriam placed a hand against her forehead and exhaled heavily. "We've got to find them," Miriam pleaded to her husband who seemed just as emotionally destroyed.

Bob nodded and directed to the manager that they were leaving. The manager sensed the family emergency and inquired if anything was wrong.

"Just a girl thing..." Miriam lied to the male manager who seemed to believe and understand the concept.

***

Olga Pataki paced back and forth outside her home. Despite the growingly intense rainfall, she anxiously worried for Helga's safety. She finally sat down on the stoop, gasping for oxygen. Olga had been striding back and forth outside since Helga left. Not able to think straight, she wasn't prepared to deal with the man who showed up.

"Olga, are you alright?" Doug LeSham asked not-so-concerned.

"I'm... fine, Doug. You can leave now," Olga almost begged him to just leave her alone.

"Nonsense... where's Helga?"

"You read me so well. We had a fight and she's gone... Oh, I'm so worried!!" Olga commenced with talking a mile a minute and held her hand to her heart.

"It's okay, sweetheart..." Doug took her in his embrace, and said, "I can help you find her, honey... Everything's going to be alright. We'll find her."

Olga looked up at his assuring face. She felt a sense of security unlike one that she had perceived from him in awhile. Finally eased, Doug led her into his car as he began to drive around.

His hopes didn't surround finding Helga. He actually hoped that they didn't find her. As soon as Dino would call and tell him that they seized control of the motel, Doug planned to be on his way towards them. Purposefully, Doug LeSham pretended to search for Helga in odd and estranged parts of town. Inconspicuously, he planted some Valium in his spring water. Maybe, this will be of some use... he thought.

Valium. Valium was the drug that Monkeyman had used to commit suicide with. I guess that makes it the drug of choice in this situation...

"Water?"

"Thanks, I'm parched..." with one sip, Olga felt a huge rush to her mind. Everything grew fuzzy and she felt everything in extreme waves. When Doug placed an arm around her, it felt extremely impassive. She grew tired and insecure. Sweating and shaking... I'm trembling... It was like he was trying to act... Putting on an act for her... it's getting dark.

Doug was relieved when Olga passed out. A couple minutes after, he received a call from a familiar, Italian voice. "I'm on it," Doug whispered to the other end. Slamming his foot on the gas, he was impending towards the motel.

***

After Arnold got home from the hospital, his first urge was to call Helga. He had been like that a lot recently. As Arnold rushed to the phone, Grandpa tried to slow him down.

"Woah, Shortman! Where's the fire?" Grandpa asked Arnold who was picked up the receiver of the telephone. Grandpa's face grew perceptive and he decided to have a little fun with the circumstances. "Oh... Arnold's calling his girlfriend..."

"Helga is not my girlfriend," Arnold retorted placing the receiver back on the charger. "We're just friends."

"Well Arnold, back in my tender years, when a guy took a girl to a dance and thought about her all the time... well, in short- they were a couple. I have reason to think she's your girl, Arnold," his grandpa explained diplomatically.

Arnold was struck with an epiphany when Grandpa made the point. Obviously, he was just trying to get a rise out of Arnold. It just made him think. Well, he makes a good point. Are Helga and me a couple or... ugh.

"Arnold, you look slightly bothered... do you have another one of your insanely dilemmatic teen-hood issues?"

"No, I'm all right. I just need to... think... I'm going for a walk," with that, Arnold was out the door walking wherever his feet took him. Looking at the ground, he deduced that it must have drizzled while he was inside.

His cold and lonely feet pitter-pattered on the sidewalk. They were wandering and more or less searching for an answer. He hadn't been concentrating on what was around him... looking down and watching his feet as they walked was enough for him. Arnold looked up when he almost knocked into someone.

"Oh, why hello Arnold!" Lila curtsied at her counterpart.

"Go away..." Arnold tried to walk by her.

"Oh, but Arnold! Don't leave! I just came her to apologize just oh-so much! I've been putting you in sticky situations lately..." she passed off a fake smile in hopes of somehow enchanting him.

"If I tell you 'I don't care', will you leave?" he sighed. Obviously, Lila didn't charm him.

"Arnold! I wanted to tell you something... Take this as you may..." Lila tried to act like an angel without her wings. Hoping that he would pity her, she prayed.

"What?" he was losing his patience.

"I just wanted to wish you the best. You... you and Helga..." Lila was sickened inside at the sound of their two names together.

"Really?" Arnold took it as a sign. She considered them a couple. Maybe we are... Arnold smiled. When Lila noted his smile, she hoped her scheme was working.

"Oh yes! Just ever so much!" Lila grinned.

"Thanks! I got to go though..." Arnold hugged Lila as a sign of appreciation. Me and Helga... god, I think I love Helga...

Lila was exultant in her glory when he embraced her. Maybe it wasn't a romantic hug, but it was a step towards the sort. Oh gosh... this is great! When Arnold let her go, it felt like a sort-of let down. Lila skipped away merrily knowing that she was on her way to the top.

Oh, Phoebe's house. Arnold noticed that he had been standing there for a while. I know! I'll tell her! See what she thinks! Arnold was very excited about this new insight concerning him and Helga. Tapping on the door at the Heyerdohl household, it was awhile before his knocks where answered. "Gerald! Hi... I thought this was Phoebe's house..."

"It is," Gerald smiled dizzily.

"You okay?" Arnold noticed his best friend's glazed complexion.

"Yeah, just a little tired. I just got back from the hospital and I decided to come to Phoebe's."

"Oh. Can I come in?"

"Sure," Gerald led him inside and Arnold heard feminine shouts of disapproval.

"What's going on?" the friends walked into the living room to find Helga and Phoebe watching television. "Helga! I didn't know you were here..."

"I bet you didn't. I can't believe you, Arnold!" Helga sighed.

"Huh? What are you talking about?" he shrugged.

"Did you come here to hug Phoebe all over too?" she snarled pointing at Phoebe who was laying down on the couch; visibly stressed.

"What!?"

"I saw you. You and Lila. Arnold, you told me you were over her."

"I am."

"But you were all over her outside!! I saw you! I mean, I don't know why I should even be having this conversation. Why should I be mad?" Helga rose from the couch. "I mean- It's not like me and you are a couple or anything-"

"But, Helga! That's what I came here for-"

"No, Arnold. Don't finish. You obviously still have it for Lila."

"But, Helga! I love-"

"Yes, you love Lila. I know you do-"

"Listen-"

"No, you listen! Listen to me for once! You've always had a special place for her. I can't believe that in my heart I'd thought you changed. I thought you loved me... but that's just ridiculous. You know what, Arnold? Remember when we saved the neighborhood? The building. On top of it. I confessed. I was dead serious. I love you. I'm that serious right now too; but unfortunately, you don't love me back. You love Lila. I just can't believe that after all these years, I really had no chance." Helga cried walking away from him.

Arnold looked guiltily miserable after everything Helga had just said to him. I do love you... "Helga, if you please just listen to me-"

"Leave," Helga exited the living room accordingly and Phoebe followed her. Gerald was a bit shocked and just stared at Arnold. After the girls left and went upstairs, Arnold and Gerald were left there.

"Gerald, I don't love Lila..."

"Sure, man. Listen, If I was you, I wouldn't stay any longer. As Phoebe would say, 'Hormones are raging'..."

"But Gerald, you have to believe me!"

"I don't have to do anything. If Phoebe saw me talking to you right now, I'd be in deep you-know-what. Just as deep as you. You better leave..." Gerald guided him to the door. Arnold, looking helpless, just followed him and walked outside. After bidding a sorrow farewell, he stood outside and looked up at the window in Phoebe's room. Helga was standing there and when she saw him, she abruptly closed the blinds.

Arnold turned around and he found he was crying. Wiping tears away, he didn't look up. This time, Arnold was watching his feet was in a distressed manner. They didn't amuse him. They led him to his destination. This destination was away from his heart and it grew closer with each increasing step.

"Arnold?" Lila found his tear-stained face and was immediately jovial inside.

"Oh. Hi Lila."

"Want to get a shake or something?"

Arnold nodded. He was already in a hole, he might as well dig deeper. He knew he could never get out of this. They walked together to Slausen's. She left behind her doubts and he left behind his heart.

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Dino and his cronies had the motel under there power and were relieved when Doug and Olga arrived. It wasn't very difficult to seize control since only two people worked there. The owner bowed down without difficulty as did the bell hop. Dino had gotten a driver to escort Lila and Rhonda back to town; and to his recollection, their trip was without any trouble.

The sign outside the building was quickly altered to NO VACANCY. This would prevent any customers or anyone from arriving. A passed-out Olga Pataki was taken into their custody. Not many means of communication were made when Doug dropped her off. He just made final arrangements to keep their location sealed.

Olga grew to be more conscious of her surroundings and slowly absorbed what had happened. I'm sorry, Helga. None of this would have happened if I'd only kept my mouth shut... Olga could hardly perceive sound. She heard Doug and Dino conversing. Something about... 'ransom' she thought.

What do they want from me? Why do I have to die when I couldn't even say goodbye... Helga, you're my angel. I love all your friends too. Mom, Dad. We haven't been that close over the past couple of years. I regret that because I love you. I'm sorry things didn't work out, Dave. I'm sorry I believed you, Doug. Rob, I think I love you. I guess being forced to part from you has made me realize what I had. It's kind of pathetic and a sad thing for the human race. Not missing or loving someone until they're gone...

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When Helga got home, she found her parents in mortal tears. Oh my god, what's going on now? Helga worried when she saw her mother trembling on the couch.

"Olga's not answering her cell phone," Bob slapped his hand against his forehead, "Miriam, please answer me. I'm going crazy!" Miriam looked up at her husband who was sincerely upset over the whereabouts of his daughters.

"Mom! Dad! What's going on?" Helga rushed inside.

After Bob told her the entire story, she just sat down. Miriam didn't utter a word. She just sat there, still. She was frozen with despair. And it's all because of me. Because of our fight. Oh god, Olga. Come home. Helga glanced at the clock. Seven o'clock. I left here around one. That means that she should definitely be home by now. She should have been home at like three or four. Five the latest. Something is wrong. Someone hurt her... I know it.

For the first time in her life, Helga felt truly alone. Even if she hated or acted like she hated her sister before, she was always there for her. If Helga ever needed anything, she knew she could talk to Olga. Now Olga was gone. Helga was alone. Her parents didn't genuinely care for her like they did for Olga. Without Olga the family would fall apart. Helga knew it. Bob knew it and so did Miriam.

I'd die alone... That's a sad thing. Not missing or loving someone until they're gone...

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Mr. Simmons paced the floor. He had corrected all of his papers and thankful that all his work was done. A free weekend and no one to spend it with. No one except... Olga! I can call Olga! Pleasantly, Robert Simmons picked up the phone and dialed her number as if he had dialed it millions of times over.

"Hello?" a sobbing female voice picked up the phone.

"Um. Hi. This is Robert Simmons, is Olga around?"

"Mr. Simmons?" the voice inquired.

"Helga?"

"That's me..."

"Are you alright, Helga?"

"No."

"What's going on?"

"Olga is gone..." Helga carried the phone up to her room to maintain some privacy.

"Gone? What do you mean 'gone'?"

"We had a fight this morning so I left and went to Phoebe's. Olga probably thought I was running away or something. So then she probably went looking for me... and... oh god. Something must have happened to her. My family is destroyed and so am I. I can't function without my sister..."

"Helga, I can assure you. This is not your fault. These things happen. I will help you find her. Olga is strong," Mr. Simmons was hoping she'd buy that Olga was okay.

"You think so?"

"Sure. Sure. Just relax, okay? Everything will be fine..."

Helga bid farewell to her English teacher after being emotionally shattered by her parents. Hanging up the phone, she laid on her bed. I'm shaking... Helga grasped for blankets but nothing would ease her trembling. I'm going to die without her...

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A shorter chapter than usual, but nonetheless good. I hope you liked it and sorry for the lack of updates. I'm doing my best. School and now drama club are starting to take over my life.

Anywho, see ya later kids!