Chapter 4: Fall From Grace
Author's Notes: First thing on the agenda: I don't own Hey Arnold! Just in case someone reading would be confused about this. I would also like to thank everyone who reviewed. **In my sugary Olga type voice** You Like Me! You really Like ME! **Projectile Tears begin now along with high pitched squeaky voice** I just can't believe it… **all words at this point at a pitch only dogs can hear.** **sniff** but seriously folks I appreciate the support. Now back to the show.
Olga Takes a step towards Helga's room and tries the door. It's unlocked. She opens the door. Helga was laying face down on her bed, head in her pillow. She looks up as the door creeks open. Helga turns over on her back and stares at the ceiling. "What do YOU want?" Helga asked not taking her eyes off of the ceiling. "Baby Sis, I just wanted to see if you're okay." Olga says as she approaches the bed. "I'M FINE! HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU THAT OLLGGA" Helga snaps as she turns her back on Olga and faces the wall. "just leave me alone" that last statement was just barely above a whisper. Olga just sat there on the bed not saying a word.
***FlashBack
Crystal stared at the test, then at the instruction pamphlet, then back at the test. She had been doing this for a solid minute. "Well?" Olga asked. "I think..Maybe you need another test." Crystal states trying not to look Olga in the eyes. "What?! WHY!?" She couldn't wait another day. "Let me see the paper" She unfolds the pamphlet and reads the instructions, then looks at the test. "I'm Pregn.." Olga begins but is interrupted by Crystal. "Hey the test could be wrong!" Olga slowly walks to her bed and sits down. "And what if it isn't. What am I going to do?" Olga starts crying hysterically. Crystal just puts her arm around her friend.
Olga slowly gets up from Helga's bed and walks out of her room. She heads to her own bedroom and looks around. She opens a locked case and begins to look at the papers inside. One was Helga's birth certificate kept hidden.
***Flashback
Olga sits in the doctor's office sandwiched between her parents who had not spoken to her since the night that she had told them. Her Father stormed out of the house and drove the BMW around all night. Her Mother started drinking again after 14 years of sobriety. She just sat in the kitchen crying and drinking her smoothies. Olga just spent the night wondering why this had to happen to her. She had never let her parents down in her life. Here she was their precious perfect daughter, the keeper of their hopes and dreams, another damn statistic out of USA Today. How Could she have done this to them? She thought as she stared aimlessly at the ugly brown carpet. The doctor entered the room. "Well Mr, Mrs, and Ms Pataki." Great Olga thought I had to get the funny Gynecologist. "I'm afraid your daughter is definitely pregnant. Her Mother starts crying again mumbling she needs a smoothie under her breath. Her Father gets up and just paces the floor. "Doc are you sure about this?" Bob said almost pleading with the doctor to change his answer. "Yes, I am Mr Pataki. However, there are 'options'" the doctor said with almost a shrug. "what kind of options" her mother said between sobs. The doctor spoke about the options availible from adoption to abortion. The ride home from the doctors office was very tense No one spoke. They reached the house. "Miriam" Bob said "we need to talk about what we are going to do about Olga" "Of course 'B'" sniffed Miriam. "Olga just sit here in the trophy room." Bob said pointing to a spot on the couch. Later Olga would mull over the fact that she was never allowed in on the conversation that would change her life forever. Her opinion was never sought by either of her parents. She still could over hear the bulk of the conversation anyway. "Miriam, All I know is My family don't believe in abortions. My Mother and father are both Devout Catholics. If they ever found out I let my daughter get an abortion, and believe me My mother always finds these things out, I will never be able to live it down!" Big Bob said getting very flustered. Miriam just shakes her head while sipping her smoothie. "Miriam" he continues " That baby is Pataki blood. What if it's a boy? You know we both wanted a son. After you had your Hysterectomy, I just didn't think it was going to be possible. My Mother did say she had her prayer group pray for us to have a son when we first started trying after Olga. Mom always did say the Lord worked in mysterious ways. Maybe this pregnancy is one of those mysterious ways." Miriam just stared at him in disbelief. Disbelief at him bringing up her "operation" and her "failure" at not being able to give him his son, but also at his suggesting that Olga have and keep this baby. "Bob you can't be serious" her words a little slurred at this point, "Olga's too young to raise a child" "No! Not Olga. Us Miriam." Stating as he waved his hand between himself and Miriam. "This boy will carry on the family name. Plus with Olga's genes on top of we could have another Einstein! That's it Miriam that is what we are going to do! I've made my decision." Ending with a slam of his fist on the table knocking over Miriam's smoothie over the table. "Great" Miriam remarked sarcastically to herself.
The Next chapter will be coming soon. I wrote this like this because I can just see Big Bob Making all the decisions and not caring what anybody else thought. Plus it gives an Obvious delusion on his part concerning the Pregnancy. Plus for those of you who have figured this thing out and obvious reason for his utter disappointment.