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A Broken Heart
Chapter 65: Caught!
Previously
"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.
Drake Sanchez was on top of the world. He just had a date with the most special girl in the world and he got to kiss her again. After the horrible last few days that he has had, this just made it all the more better.
"Helga..."Drake whispered as he touched his lips.
Every time he kisses her, he gets a tingly feeling and he likes it.
"She sure is some kind of girl.."He thought...
He was about to go home, until he noticed something.
"Huh...where is my key chain? Oh man, I must have dropped it..."Drake said as he went to look for it.
That key chain was a gift from Helga. He can't lose it. Luckily, he managed to find it by the bus stop.
"That was close..."Drake sighed in relief as he placed the item back in his pocket.
He was about to head back for home. If he is late, his mother will be really made. However, before he could leave, he heard a very strange sound, coming from a nearby alley.
"WHY IS SHE STILL WITH HIM?!..."
Drake was startled when he heard that
"Huh? Who said that?.."Drake exclaimed as he went to go investigate.
When he got to the alley, he saw something that made him frown and feel anger at the mere sight of them.
Not something...but someone.
The one person that he has come to utterly loath. The same one who had tried to ruin his reputation and his relationship.
"SHORTMAN!..."Drake shouted at the sight of the football headed boy, who now looked very, very nervous. He tried not to show it, though.
"Sanchez..." Arnold said standing his ground.
Even if he was in the wrong here, Arnold never backed down from a bully before..even if one of them looks REALLY mad right now.
Drake marched angrily over to Arnold, his fist clenched so tight his knuckles were bleach white
"What the heck do you think you are doing here?!..."Drake demanded.
"Just passing by..."Arnold said, lying.
Lying and for once not feeling guilty about it.
It's unusual for him...
"You were spying on us?!..."Drake shouted, looking peeved.
"I was not!..."Arnold said as he backed away, Drake noticed something sticking out of his backpack.
"What do you have in there?..."Drake demanded.
"None of your business!..."Arnold said but Drake grabbed his backpack.
"Hey!..."Arnold shouted but it was too late, Drake saw the camera.
"What is this for?..."Drake demanded.
"I like film making..."Arnold said, since it wasn't a lie, really.
Drake didn't believe him though.
"How stupid do you think I am?..."Drake said.
"Do you REALLY wanna know?..."Arnold said, in an out-of character way.
He didn't know what was coming over him. He's never acted so belligerent and antagonistic with anyone before, even when Wolfgang and his buddies tried to mess with him and his friends. He's always tried to remain calm and try to handle things in a peaceful, diplomatic way. But not this time.
It seems Drake is bringing out the worst in him.
Drake then dropped the backpack with the camera, not knowing or caring if it got damaged.
"You know what Shortman, I am getting sick and tired of that high and mighty attitude of yours...I have tried to be nice...I tried to be open and friendly with all of the kids when I got here, even you but you have gotten on one too many of my nerves...'Drake said, his face showing his anger slowly rising.
"First you reveal my secret to Helga, make me a social pariah at school for 24 hours and now you stoop so low as to spy on me..."Drake listed off.
Arnold just remained glaring back at him.
"Helga had a right to know what kind of person she had hanging around her!..." Arnold said, defending his actions.
However, this only made Drake angrier!
"Who are you to decide who Helga spends time with?!..." Drake yelled, trying and struggling to resist the urge to punch the football headed blonde in the face.
Something that was becoming more and more tempting.
"Someone who wants what's best for her..."Arnold challenged and Drake's face was started to get red from his anger.
"I am warning you...you little fink! I know that you have a crush on my girl and I am only going to say this once...back off!..."Drake said.
"I do NOT have a crush on Helga! We are just friends!...'Arnold shouted and Drake rolled his eyes.
"Oh, please...Everyone at school knows about it, except Helga...and FYI, she wants nothing to do with you!..."Drake said.
"That's a lie!..."Arnold shouted.
"Then why is it that every time you enter a room, she looks like she'd rather be anyplace else in the world?..."Drake asked.
"I...uh...I don't know..." Arnold said, looking down.
He didn't know why Helga has been avoiding him since San Lorenzo.
He's seen less and less of her as time went by.
He couldn't stand it!
Helga was someone who was a constant presence in his life, since he was three but now she was avoiding him, keeping him at arms length and barely able to look at him the times she talked to him.
He just didn't know why she was so cold and distant to him now
Why? What did he do?
"I don't know either and frankly, I don't care. All I do know is that my relationship and my life is not any of your business.."Drake shouted.
"It is when you try and get my friend involved in your kind of trouble!..."Arnold shouted.
"What trouble? I haven't gotten into any fights since I got here...I haven't picked on anyone or hurt anybody..."Drake pointed out.
"That we know of, you mean..."Arnold said.
"I am getting really, really sick of this..."Drake muttered.
"Helga G. Pataki is my girl and our relationship does not concern you! I really like her!..."Drake said.
To his annoyance, Arnold rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, right..."He muttered and Drake frowned.
"What's that suppose to mean? Why do you think it's hard for me to like Helga? She's awesome!..."Drake said.
"I know that but-
"She tough, spunky, cute, fun, funny and she cares about me...I can also tell that I'm not the only guy who thinks so..."Drake said and Arnold was stunned by what he is implying.
"I already told you that she's my friend, I like her...but not that way...'Arnold denied but Drake just rolled his eyes.
"Fine, be in denial! I don't care but listen to this, you Football headed freak! Helga G. Pataki is my girlfriend and my life is my business always, do us both a favorite and stay away from either of us..."Drake warned.
"You might have Helga fooled, but I know the truth...Mad Dragon..."Arnold said coldly.
"How dare you?!..." Drake said throwing his fist back, about to punch Arnold in the face.
"Oh man..."Arnold thought as he closed his eyes, bracing himself.
However, he felt so fist to his face or any other part of his body. He opened his eyes to see Drake still holding his fist up, he still looked mad, but he then put his down and took a deep breath.
"No! Don't give in! That's just what he wants..."Drake thought as he tried to calm his anger down, trying to remember his anger management lessons.
"No...I know what you are trying to do to me, well...I'm not doing it...I'm not giving you that satisfaction!...'Drake said as he worked hard to control his anger.
"Satisfaction? What is he talking about?..."Arnold thought, wondering what he is blabbering on about.
"I am being serious Shortman, I like Helga and I don't like you, so stay away from us, or else..."Drake warned.
"Or else what?..."Arnold challenged.
"I don't have time for this crud! Just know this, if I catch you doing this, spying on me again or trying anything with my girl...you will regret it..."Drake said in a dark tone.
"Are you threatening me?..."Arnold said, still glaring at him.
"I am WARNING you!..."Drake said as his teeth were bared now.
"Shortman, you have two strikes against you...one for spilling my secret and two for the newspaper incident...one more and you will regret it..."Drake said in a low whisper.
"Rhonda was the one who wrote the story..."Arnold pointed out.
"Yeah, but she only found out because of you..."Drake also pointed out, still angry.
"Now I am going, I am not risking getting grounded because of you, so leave me alone and also, you should be happy that I'm not going to call the cops on you!..."Drake shouted at him before marching out of the alley.
Leaving a very furious Arnold alone.
Later
At Drake's
The dark haired boy was in his room, fuming as he stared at the ceiling.
His encounter from earlier still in his mind. He only barely managed to avoid being late. There was no way he was going to give Arnold the satisfaction of getting him in trouble and possibly grounded,
That's just something he would like!
"That jerk! Where does he go off, spying on me and Helga like that? I don't know if Helga really sees him as a friend but if he ever-
Drake's thoughts ended when he heard a ringing and he went to pick up the phone.
"Hello..."Drake said, no enthusiasm in his tone.
"Geez...you'd think a girl could expect a more cheerful greeting from their boyfriend, especially after a date..."A pretty voice said on the other end.
"Hey, Helga..."Drake said, perking up a bit.
"So what's up? Last I saw you, you were grinning like an idiot..."Helga said.
Drake wondered if he should mention what happened with Shortman but...he was just too tired and he wanted to just forget about it. He is hoping that the big headed creep will acknowledge his warning.
If he was smart, he will listen.
Drake never makes any idle promises, after all.
"I had to deal with a creep on my way home...nothing for you to worry about, so what about you?..."Drake asked and his girl sighed.
"Same old...Bob is acting like a moron, my mom is useless and worst of all, my sister just called to invite us over for Sunday dinner at her fancy apartment..."Helga said.
"Ouch..."Drake said.
He hasn't met Helga's sister yet, but from the way she describes her, she must be a piece of work.
"You don't know the half of it, my dad then-
Helga then began to complain and Drake tried his best to listen, happy that she trusted him enough to confided in him.
Him and not a certain football headed creep who'd better learn to stay away from them if he knows what is good for him.
"He'd better stay away...or else..."Drake thought, as he then focused on talking with his fun, sweet and sassy girlfriend over the phone.
-To be continued-
Next time on A Broken Heart
Rising Tension
A/N(1): Special thanks to 61394 and NeoMark for their help. You both are the best ;)
A/N(2):I dedicate this chapter to my friends, my family and my love for God :)
A/N(3): Next chapter, things will be heating up between Drake and Arnold. If you have any scene ideas or suggestions, feel free to PM me or leave it in a review ;)
REPLIES to my loyal and totally awesome reviewer:
Invader Johnny: Oh boy, indeed!
Kryten: You got that right!
DanteVirgil09: You were right about that...
61394: Me either...
Kimagure Bijin: I can't give away spoilers but let's just say that Voz is someone who has his own reasons for what he is doing, reasons he won't share with Arnold yet, if ever.
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