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A Broken Heart
Chapter 64: Voz's Instructions
Previously
"He really is something else..."Helga thought as she then walked into the direction of her "home", already anticipating her next encounter with her boyfriend.
Unknown to her or Drake, a pair of green eyes had been on them since the start of their date, watching them from a distance, in both distaste, reluctance and envy.
Green eyes that belong to the only other boy who ever had any significance to Ms. Helga G. Pataki.
Arnold.
Who had watched her continue to walk the street, totally unaware of his presence...more so than usual.
"Helga..."He whispered sadly.
Oh boy.
Earlier that day
With Arnold
The football headed boy got a text message on his cell phone and he frowned when he saw who it was from.
Voz
Arnold hasn't heard from him since he gave him those photos...
"Voz..."He whispered as he read the text message.
"Things haven't gone as expected, but do not worry...we will convince your friend about Drake..it's for her own good..."Voz said as he then sent another text, with more details and instructions.
Arnold read then before turning his phone off.
He just wanted to protect Helga. He wanted to make sure that she was alright...and she wanted her to be as far away from that violent creep Drake Sanchez.
And he was going to make sure that it happens...
It is, after all, for her own good.
The Football Headed boy sent a text to him, with more questions and details.
"What is it that you want, anyway?..."Arnold wrote and sent to his anonymous helper.
A few moments later, he got a reply.
"I already told you, to help you with Drake...I see that Helga is still all lovey dovey with him..."Voz wrote, striking a nerve with Arnold at being reminded of that.
"I was surprised, after seeing the pictures and then seeing that story in the paper...it seems Drake has a stronger hook on her than we thought..."Voz wrote.
Arnold was annoyed but he also raised a brow at that.
"Did you tell Rhonda about any of this?..."He asked in a text.
"I didn't have to, she is already putting any and all meaningless dribble into the paper...though I do wonder why she took it back, especially since it was true and you know it..."Voz wrote.
"I know...it makes no sense...I just don't understand why Helga still believes in him...."He wrote in frustration.
"Just Helga? What about the rest of your friends?..."Voz wrote.
Arnold flinched and blushed when he realized what he typed and what it must sound like to his mysterious ally.
"Them too..I mean to type them..."He wrote.
"Sure you did..."Voz wrote.
Arnold frowned. Even though it was written, he can sense the sarcasm in it...
"Is there any real reason you contact me, especially when I am at school?..."Arnold texted back, just wanting to get to the point.
"Yes, I did...Since just showing Helga pictures isn't enough to convince her of Drake's nature, we will have to use another angle..."Voz wrote.
"Why are we texting instead of talking on the phone like last time?.."Arnold wrote, still curious.
"We can't risk any unwanted ears listening in on this.."Voz answered.
Arnold decided it make sense and he wrote down his next question.
"What angle do you have in mind?..."Arnold wrote down, hoping that it wasn't something bad or dangerous.
"Right now, your friend is convinced that Drake Sanchez is a changed man, that is why she is still with him...she thinks that the Mad Dragon is long behind him...however, if she were to witness the Mad Dragon in action, right now...well, that would be a different story..."Drake wrote.
"What do you have in mind?..."Arnold asked, worried.
"Go to your locker...there is something in there that you may find useful..."Voz ordered.
Arnold raised a brow but did as he said. He went to his locker and opened it. To his surprise, he saw a small video camera in it. A retro cam corder but it worked.
"Why do I have a video camera? How did you get this in my locker? There was nothing in it earlier? Are you still here at PS. 118?..."Arnold wrote, worried.
"You ask too many questions! I will only answer one...the reason I got you the camera is because you are going to use it to get video evidence of Drake's true nature..."Voz ordered.
"What?..."Arnold said out loud, stunned.
"Since pictures won't due, we need another strategy...for now, we have to wait and see Drake slip up and we have to make sure to get it on tape..."Voz wrote.
"Your friend won't be able to deny it then...we will wait until the right time and once Drake shows his true colors, you film it, deliver it to Helga and she will have no choice but to believe you.." Voz wrote.
Arnold was unsure.
"How can you be so sure that would work?..."He asked.
"Trust me, it will....A leopard doesn't change their spots Arnold, even if Drake thinks he is nicer now,he is bound to show his true self sooner or later..just you wait..."Voz said.
"What do you say?..."Voz wrote.
Arnold looked in the camera, surprised. So many things about this plan conflicts with his own personal morals. He would be spying on someone and violating their privacy.
"I don't feel too comfortable with this plan..."Arnold wrote.
He was about to hit send until he heard the sound of someone coming out of the cafeteria, along with a very cute giggle.
He turned to see Helga and Drake walking hand in hand, and Helga is giggling and smiling in a way he was never seen before.
"Oh Drake..."She giggled again.
He then frowned hard, before turning to his phone and erasing what he wrote. He wrote a new message.
"I'm in..what do you want me to do, first?..."Arnold wrote before hitting sent.
He knew that there was no going back now.
Later
School had ended and Arnold was on his way to the soccer field. Voz told him to keep an eye on Drake today and to get the camera ready, just in case he acted up.
He kept the camera in his backpack and watched the practice from a distance that no one could see him.
He tried to focus on his mission and he was just glad that Helga seemed focus on practice, however, he did have the displeasure of hearing Drake shout this.
"Pass it over here, babe..."
"Babe? Hmpt...I can't believe Helga is letting him get away with calling her something like that..."Arnold thought.
He also saw, to his frustration, that Helga actually did pass him the ball, instead of using it to hit him, as he expected. The Helga he knew would never accept being called "babe" and if she was called that, she wouldn't hesitate to deck someone for calling her something to derivative and impersonal.
Once practice was over, he went to go follow Drake and keep an eye on his, as per Voz's instructions.
That wouldn't have been so bad...except for the fact that it seems that he was on another date with Helga.
First Drake took Helga to Slaucens for some ice cream. He was there, sitting in the way back and he was using a big newspaper as his cover. Neither of them noticed him.
He was here to keep an eye on Drake, but unfortunately, he was forced to watch him get all mushy with Helga. He tried to feed her the cherry that was on their sundae together.
"Oh, he can't be serious..."Arnold thought in annoyance.
His glare intensified when Helga allowed him to do so by opening her mouth.
It was appalling!
He then saw Drake being over an ice cream float...with two straws.
"Oh, I think I am going to hurl..."Arnold thought when he watch the two share the treat.
He wanted to look away but he can't. He has to keep his eyes open for if and when Drake does something truly awful.
He did however, hear Helga giggling of all things when Drake whispered something into her ear.
"Oh, Drake..."She giggled.
Arnold remained silence...though he was gripping the ends of the newspaper he was holding, a little too tightly.
After Slaucens, Arnold followed them into the movie theater. It was easier to hide there than at Slaucens or at school and no one would be suspicious if he was caught, as he could say that he was here for the movie.
He did in the back. Drake and Helga didn't see him.
But he did see Drake have his arm around Helga during the duration of the movie. The sight made Arnold glare daggers at him.
"How dare he lay a hand on her? And how could Helga let him? He's a thug, he's no good for her!..."Arnold thought, his eyes more on the couple than the movie.
Once it was done, Arnold tried to follow them but tried hard to remain out of sight. It was easier said that done, though.
He hid behind a cardboard cutout that advertises some new kid's movie and he heard this as they were walking to the exit.
"What time is it?..."Helga asked.
"About six...we still got about half an hour until the streetlights come on...more than enough time for a romantic stroll through the park..."Drake said in a smooth tone that made Arnold's skin crawl.
"Geez Drake...aren't you tired yet?...'Helga asked, in a teasing tone.
"Yeah...aren't you tired yet, you big phony..."Arnold thought, furiously.
"Of having fun with my favorite girl, I don't think so...'Drake said and Arnold rolled his eyes at that.
"Oh please, Helga is way too smart to fall for that line..."Arnold thought, only to hear this.
"Favorite? Are you implying that there have been others?.."Helga teased and Drake laughed.
Arnold was starting to get sick of hearing that laugh.
After more of their nauseating display of flirting, they walked out, obviously going to the park.
"I have got to follow them..."Arnold thought, determined.
"Oh, please..I am pretty sure that you are more than enough for me to handle..."Drake said.
"Excuse me, what are you doing?..."One of the employee asked as they noticed him.
Arnold flinched and tried to act nonchalant.
"Uh...sorry, I was...just leaving..."Arnold said as he quickly ran outside, while the employee gave him a funny look.
After the embarrassment of that situation, Arnold made it to the park, only to see Helga and Drake from a distance. He did behind a tree, trying to keep his focus on that no good delinquent who has corrupted his dear, dear friend.
They walked around for half an hour, holding hands and admiring the sights until they left. Arnold had to follow them.
He did in a nearby alley when he saw them...at the bus stop.
"Huh? Why are they stopping here?.."Arnold thought, mildly confused.
He wished that he could hear what they are saying, but he couldn't at this distance.
But he could see what they were doing.
He saw them kissing again. Arnold just stood there. He wanted to look away but he couldn't. All he could see was that slimy, dishonest, no good, weasel of a delinquent contaminating Helga's mouth with him own!
It was disgusting, appalling, horrifying and above all, infuriating.
He was truly getting sick by this sight.
After what felt like a miserable eternity, they finally parted, talked some more, Drake kisses her cheek this time (Ugh! I can't believe Helga is letting him kiss in such a way and in public!?)
He then saw Helga and Drake separate and walk away from each other.
He was suppose to be focused on Drake...but his eyes were on Helga's retreating form.
"Helga..."He whispered, feeling so helpless right now.
He couldn't stand any of this. Helga is suppose to be his friend! He is suppose to look out for her and she is suppose to listen to him and hang out with him, but all she wants to do is go ga ga over some thuggish delinquent with greasy black hair and a bad boy vibe.
It's sick...
It's wrong...
It's not suppose to be happening.
Helga should have never allowed Drake into her life. She never should have gotten close to him. She never should have fallen for his lies and pick up lines. She is just putting herself at a great risk of being hurt. Why can't she see that? Why is she blatantly ignoring his warning and fawning over Drake like he was a gift from heaven?!
"WHY IS SHE STILL WITH HIM?!..."Arnold let out, only to cover his mouth, shocked by his own outburst.
"Huh? Who said that?.."Someone exclaimed as they ran into the alley and Arnold paled when he saw who it was.
A very, very angry looking Drake Sanchez.
"SHORTMAN?!..."Drake exclaimed, looking furious at the sight of him.
"Oh boy.."Arnold thought in dread as he realized that he was caught red handed, and by the worst person possible.
Oh boy, indeed.
-To be continued-
Next time on A Broken Heart
Caught
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