For Her
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A sequel to "My Muse", written by Miss Matched
Dedicated to Starry Nights, for being so encouraging.
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All standard disclaimers apply. Characters from "Hey Arnold" are copyright Craig Barlett and to whomever else they're copyrighted to. Original characters are original, and the author would like sole use of them, unless contacted for permission. All poetry/music in this fanfiction are also original, and once again, may only be used with permission. Thus ends this huge disclaimer.
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Chapter Eighteen: Only a Dream Away
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Point of View: Arnold
Place: The Oblivion
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There were so many things that crossed my mind in those hours, perhaps days? I had no concept of time in this place, perhaps we'd only been here for a moment disguised as in eternity. How we kept our sanity is truly beyond me, but we did it. Me and my loving wife. Me and the woman who hated me. Me and a puzzle, personified. And I loved her for it, so much. Deep down, I knew she loved me because of it too.
What we shared was never a simple love. It was never the ice cream lickin', park strollin', sunset watchin' love that you see in the movies. It was soul moving and deep. Like a diamond in the rough; something you had to dig for and look deep down to see it's true beauty.
But how deep do we have to search now? We're both in our own little worlds. Her face showed concentration and anguish as she tried to figure out the "how"s and "why"s of our situation. And against my own better judgment, I searched deeper within myself, trying to un-surface everything. Every little emotion, every word spoken from that other time line. Whether I liked it or not, it was a part of me; it was me. What I saw didn't paint a pretty self portrait, instead it revealed my own thought pattern to me, what could make me turn away. I guess.... I guess I always saw myself as the strong one, but I wasn't.
Helga's head snapped up, suddenly, as if breaking a trance. "Arnold!" She cried out.
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Point of View: Helga
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I have a bad habit of fighting the skeletons in my closet. I mean, I know they're dead, but they're still there. It's like, even though some things are gone and away, they still eat away at me. But, heck, the old habit did me some good, at least. Looking over everything I had done wrong let me see something right. Hindsight really is twenty-twenty vision.
"Arnold!" I yelled out, my head snapping up quickly. "Think back to seventh grade." His face looked pained, and I could tell he really didn't want to. "Please, Arnold. I think I know the cause of all of this!"
He closed his eyes once more, and I smiled. He did truly love me, didn't he? It was so... surreal. When I was younger, it seemed so impossible... like I would never be good enough for him. Yet, it was enough for me to imagine us together; I could live knowing that he was only a dream away. I lived in my own separate world for so long only because the real one had hurt me so badly, and yet, when he was around... He was the one person who could ever make me feel so alive when I chose to wake up, and the one person who continually haunted my dreams. It was ironic, and it was a part of me for so long.
I guess that's why I could hold a grudge against him so easily. It was wrong, but I'd put him up on such a pedestal. Sighing, I put my head in my hands. "Helga, ol' girl," I told myself, "Time to put your guard down, and learn the definition of 'forgiveness' again."
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An: Sorry so short! But I'll respond to some reviewers, if that makes anything any better!
Brianaluvsfutballhead: (I hope I spelled that right!) I'm glad that you liked this story up to chapter fifteen. Please, trust me, things are going to turn out peachy. I've been planning this story for so long, and I know how it's gonna turn out, lol.
Stace: Thank you sooo very much for sticking with me! You're great, you know that?
TADAHmon: Lol, well, I hope you're lovin' this chapter too! I'm glad I've got your attention!
Athena Lionfire16: I've got a theory that the Chicken came before the egg. Eh, I won't bore you with it now, though. But, actually, there will be the big Nick good vs evil conclusion up ahead, so keep reading! And thanks for adding me to your favorites!
Pyrus Japonica: EVERYONE READ "HOT AIR"! I COMMAND THEE! *big breath* I like Gerald too. He's pretty dang awesome, lol.
Silvermane: I'm hurrying, I'm hurrying. I'm just trying to get over the shock of you not giving me any constructive criticism! :D
Well, everyone, a semi-long chapter titled "Love and Basketball" will be up tomorrow, hopefully. "No Turning Back", the chapter after that, actually may be up tomorrow also. So, you never know. I'd just like to thank all of y'all for reviewing, and giving me the drive to continue!
Peace!
Miss Matched