To hear that some type of paralyzing agent was placed into that shot had, Arnold panicking. He wanted to get out of here to find, Helga. He wanted to bring her back safely. He wanted to be her hero. With the doctors still cleaning out his system of the drug, Arnold glanced at the time. Almost 24 hours since he took her.
The Detectives said how he escaped with someone unconscious over his shoulder showed how no one was doing their jobs. It was like Brainy just walked through the lobby with a blonde teenager attached to him. Arnold somehow imagined him skipping along yelling out, "Look at me!" No one saw him go.
"Don't worry Arnold, they'll find her." Gerald assured him as he sat on one of the chairs nearest to him.
Arnold already had his grandparents head home to get some shut eye so now he had, Phoebe and Gerald with him. He was happy to see, Phoebe safe, but unhappy to see how she was. Her best friend is missing. "Phoebe?"
Phoebe hoped communicating to Helga silently will somehow help. There had been so many mothers who actually said they could hear their child from far away when they are in distress. She hoped the same could happen with, Helga. "Yes?"
Her voice was softer than usual. "I tried." His tone filled with regret and guilt.
Her face turned to him knowing that he did. "I know, Arnold. I know."
It was hard for them both to speak when words failed them.
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He gagged her to prevent her from screaming out. Helga had to endure him speaking about all that he did outside her window. She'll never be able to open her curtains up for as long as she will live. He left to do something outside so it had her doing things against the ropes. She hoped that the constant movement of her hands and feet will help. As she did this she saw it was a cabin and she heard enough outside sounds to figure they might be off the grid. Helga was so desperate to try anything right now even if it was off the wall strange to herself.
"Phoebe if there is anyone else on this planet who truly understands me and feels me is you." Helga thought out while concentrating on, Phoebe alone. "I'm tied up on a bed in what I guess in the woods. I hope you can hear my thoughts." Falling silent she looked around the cabin. Hearing the door to the cabin open she saw it was him.
"I'll let you up soon, my Muse. I've gotten clothes for you to change into. Also you are due for a shower." Brainy dropped the bag on the ground. "You'll love it."
Helga would love to place an ax in the middle of his head right now. Watching him get near her he brought his knife out. "You try anything and I will personally head back into the city to kill Arnold off. Do you agree to behave for me?"
Helga nodded. Having him remove the gag she moved her mouth around as he untied her rope. "Let me guess how you want this done."
"I'm in the same area as you as you clean up. You will put the clothes on that I brought without argument. I've seen it all from you." Brainy's stomach tied into a knot at remembering some particular instances when she laid naked on her blankets in her childhood home moaning about, Arnold.
Her stomach will always turn at that. "You're sick."
Brainy chose to ignore that. "Take your clothes off."
She shook her head. "I'd rather shower with my dress on if you insist on watching me." She was thinking deep in her mind for Phoebe, the cops, Arnold, or even Gerald to come find her. She kept calling out to them. Hoping and praying is all she could do right now as she heard him present a gun to her. "You wouldn't shoot me."
"No, but I will shoot Arnold or even Phoebe." Brainy will never harm his love. "I will soon have someone here to marry us."
'Help!' Helga cried out in her head. "I don't want to be with you ever." She said to him.
"Did you know if you pay someone shady enough to perform a certain task they will do it without hesitation? I did have to escape with someone after all to ensure certain favors." Brainy indicated for her to turn around. "Now do it, my Muse."
Helga turned around as a tear fell down from her eyes. She continued to pray that someone will come. How will she ever recover from this?
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Phoebe was watching Arnold move his arms move along with his left leg while his right leg wasn't moving at all. So many blood tests were performed on him that showed he had a reaction to the shots he was given. Arnold's eyes met with hers while she felt something deep inside her stir. It was something that sounded exactly like Helga's voice in trouble. Phoebe was alone in the room with Arnold at the time as she kept feeling her crying out for help.
Arnold was studyiing Phoebe. Studied how her eyes were in pain but not from what she was feeling. "I swear I hear her, Phoebe."
Her eyes lifted up which was full of moisture. It made it hard to focus on him as she continued to hear Helga. "Cabin."
"Woods. Brainy would take her some place secluded and there are plenty of cabins out there that have gotten run down so he isn't in that camp ground." Arnold lifted his body up a bit.
Phoebe continued to hear just crying. "Arnold." She had a hard time swallowing. "The cops won't believe us right now."
"You know this is feasible. My grandmother and grandfather are great at feeling my emotions." He glanced around. "Tell Gerald to come back here with a cane."
Standing up, Phoebe was slowly taking her phone out. "Do you think it is wise for you to leave the hospital?" She knew the answer before he gave it so she waved her hand to prevent him from answering. Lifting up her phone she called, Gerald. "Gerald I know you are coming back here. I need you to do us a favor and buy Arnold a cane. We'll explain once we sneak out."
"Also I need clothes." There was no way he'll run around in the woods like this. "Let me borrow your phone after you are done."
Telling Gerald to get some clothes for Arnold she then hung up to hand the phone to, Arnold. "Who are you calling?"
"Grandpa. He has talked about other cabins he stumbled upon out there. It is worth a chance." Dialing up his grandpa, Arnold had to control himself as Phil rambled on about raspberries. As much as he loved him, he didn't need this right now.
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Brainy watched his muse crumple down to the ground not understanding her misery fully. She should be completely happy to have someone as devoted as himself desiring her and loving her. Her damp hair was a curtain around that small face of hers. The pink negligee he bought was perfect against her skin. The way her legs were completely highlighted had him wanting to reach out to touch her. He won't force himself on her. She will come willingly to him.
"You are so perfect." His desire showed in his voice. "So much passion wrapped inside one person is such perfection."
Helga could only weep as she felt her insides becoming destroyed. She heard him saying so much as she showered making her vomit. When she left the tiny bathroom she noticed the outside for the first time. Spotted something that didn't look like it belonged there: It was a Cherry Tree.
"Please talk to me." He begged. "I miss the sound of your voice."
She didn't want to do that. Didn't want to satisfy him further as she silently prayed for help still. 'Cherry Tree. Cherry Tree in the woods.' It was something she kept repeating in the midst of her tears. She silently kept calling out for her friends to help her. 'Please come.' She had to hold on to hope.
Brainy approached her to touch her shoulder just to feel her launching herself at him. She screamed at him as her fists pummeled him. Her fury so beautiful to him that he absolutely loved it. "Yes, please give it all to me."
Helga was sickened once more by him as she pulled back to punch him squarely in the face. Hearing the gun scatter away she wanted to grab for it but feared that he would do more to her since he was so close to the scattered gun. Kicking him squarely in the groin, Helga heard his painful moans as his hand managed to reach the gun. Uncaring right now she ran out of the cabin. No shoes on her feet nor anything to prevent her from freezing from this different weather compare to the city, Helga went on with pure adrenaline.
"Phoebe if I don't survive know that I will even help protect you in the afterlife. I love you." Helga whispered as she tore through the woods. "Gerald keep her happy or else I will haunt your butt." She heard her name called out from far behind her. "I have no idea what to say to you, Arnold." Feeling a stab to her foot she ignored it as she kept running. "I still love you, but even I know that I must heal from all this. Thank you for becoming the friend I needed in all this."
"HELGA!"
She huffed till she came to a sudden stop as she looked down a cliff. Far below was water. It almost seemed like the best escape possible. She was mesmerized by it till she felt eyes on her. Looking up Helga spotted a complete stranger on the other side. "Help! Please help me."
"What's going on ma'am?" The male looked at the strange woman wearing practically nothing in the middle of no where really. "You hurt?"
"Yes! Please call the police. Talk to a Detective Henderson or Detective Bennett. Please. Brainy Bartlett has kidnapped me." Hearing Brainy call out her name, Helga looked back quickly before turning her head back to the stranger with her eyes widening in panic even as she watched the stranger lift up a phone. She hoped he had a signal. Hearing rushed footsteps behind her she ran off to the nearest bush to hide in.
The stranger spotted a male emerge from the woods to fix him automatically with a glare. As the 911 operator finally came on the line with some static on the phone. "I like to report a kidnap victim."
Brainy's head cocked as his eyes openly glared at him. Lifting his gun up he was none too surprised that the hick also had a weapon with him. "Put that phone down." He warned.
Helga's eyes went between them both while she contemplated her next move. She didn't want anyone else to suffer so very slowly she raised herself up to sneak out of her hiding spot. She will do something that might make her die as well. So very slowly she moved towards him. It was time to stalk him for once as she readied herself to pounce.
Sorry for the cliffhanger.
Arnold isn't permanently paralyzed. His body is just having a hard time getting rid of it all. I asked my husband about this and he says there are some that take a much longer time in getting rid of it out of their system. He won't be like this forever. I have one more chapter left. Also they aren't in the hotel anymore. I used the magic of fiction to let Brainy out of the hotel undetected. This is Brainy after all.