Thanx to everyone who reviewed.I'm sorry the previous chapter was so short
but I always make my prologue's extremely short. n e way.this story will
make better sense if you read the prequel, Forgive Me Love, its under my
username..thanx again.if ur too lazy here's the url:
http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=892141
Saiyan Butterfly: sorry that the prologue was so short but like I said above, ALL my prologue's are short. ;) thanx for complimenting though. This chapter should satisfy your need for more in the chapter
kim: well if my prologue was short than ur review was even shorter ;) jk! Glad you liked it, here's another chappie; and a longer one too.
Key: =blah= -italics "blah" -spoken
Simple Evidence
By Taryn Burt
Chap 1: Gather the Facts
"Arnold!?" Helga exclaimed, throwing a slim hand over her pounding heart. "Are you TRYING to give me a heart attack?"
"Sorry Helga. I didn't mean to scare you." He bowed his head in apology and then motioned for her to sit down near him. She sat on the edge, teetering, precarious as to why he was here.
As if reading her thoughts Arnold said, "I suppose you want to know why I'm here," Helga nodded.
"Well I have it on good account that you were in my house, not but six days ago. Now what do you have to explain yourself young lady? What do you have to say that would prevent me from phoning the police right this very second for breaking and entering." Helga stood there, jaw askew, and proceeded to make sounds similar to that of a drowning muskrat. Finally, she retrieved her dignity and glared at Arnold.
"What makes you think it was me? And if you were going to do anything about it you would have called six days ago when it happened."
"Ah but all the evidence points to you."
"Care to elaborate, foot-ball head?" Arnold grinned at the nickname and leaned back.
"You know you're not very good at covering your tracks Ms. Pataki. First off, I believe you left your panty hose laying right next to my robe." He gave an amused look and proceeded, "then you left nearly all my drawers open. You left a CD I haven't listened to in years in the CD player, a half full bathtub, and damp pillows and towels. You left a still glowing piece of cinnamon incense in its holder and many drawers and such left open. And you left the annoying little note Lila gave me open and on the floor, not on the desk where I was planning its destruction. But there was one main thing that gave you away," he said, all the while smiling.
Helga was still mulling over Arnold's obvious dislike for Lila, and grudgingly asked, "What other tiny detail gave me away?" His smile widened if possible.
"Simple, I saw you walk out of my house and get into your car and drive away." Helga's face drained of color.
"You-you =SAW= me?!" Helga squeaked out. Arnold nodded smiling still.
"Why did you sneak in Helga?"
"I-I just." Helga trailed off, her voice was clogged up by pent-up emotions and confusion. Arnold watched calmly as she mentally debated in her head whether to tell the truth or not. She went with the latter.
"I was only planning on checking up on you and when I found you weren't there, I made myself at home." Arnold was practically beaming by now. His jaws must be made of steel or something.
"You're lying."
"How do you know?"
"I can see it in your eyes.and you blinked too many times and avoided looking at me."
"What are you a detective?"
"No, a journalist."
"You became a journalist?"
"You're avoiding the subject, Helga dear. Why were you at my house."
"I'm not telling."
"Tell me."
"No."
"Tell me"
"No."
"Tell."
"NO!"
"Tell."
"NOOO!"
"Tell me Helga love."
="I WENT TO YOUR STUPID HOUSE SO I COULD FIND OUT IF YOU HAD ANY FEELINGS FOR ME WHATSOEVER AND I WAS GONNA SURPRISE YOU WHEN YOU CAME HOME!!!!" = Helga screamed at Arnold.
He smiled and continued on, "and what were you planning on doing when I got home?" Helga mumbled. "What was that?"
"I said I was going to seduce you, you uncaring prick."
"So did you find anything that said I had feelings for you?"
"The closest I got was that damn prom picture."
"Ahhh yes.. I remember that. You look quite lovely in it by the way." Helga nodded thanks. "But you didn' find anything else?"
"Not a glimmer."
"You must not have checked the right dresser drawer than."
"What?! What are you talking about?"
"In the one drawer that you didn't check was a diary. A journal, if you will. Do you want to know what it says?" Helga nodded leaning towards Arnold, daring hoping, and yet steeling herself for rejection.
"It said that I loved you."
Saiyan Butterfly: sorry that the prologue was so short but like I said above, ALL my prologue's are short. ;) thanx for complimenting though. This chapter should satisfy your need for more in the chapter
kim: well if my prologue was short than ur review was even shorter ;) jk! Glad you liked it, here's another chappie; and a longer one too.
Key: =blah= -italics "blah" -spoken
Simple Evidence
By Taryn Burt
Chap 1: Gather the Facts
"Arnold!?" Helga exclaimed, throwing a slim hand over her pounding heart. "Are you TRYING to give me a heart attack?"
"Sorry Helga. I didn't mean to scare you." He bowed his head in apology and then motioned for her to sit down near him. She sat on the edge, teetering, precarious as to why he was here.
As if reading her thoughts Arnold said, "I suppose you want to know why I'm here," Helga nodded.
"Well I have it on good account that you were in my house, not but six days ago. Now what do you have to explain yourself young lady? What do you have to say that would prevent me from phoning the police right this very second for breaking and entering." Helga stood there, jaw askew, and proceeded to make sounds similar to that of a drowning muskrat. Finally, she retrieved her dignity and glared at Arnold.
"What makes you think it was me? And if you were going to do anything about it you would have called six days ago when it happened."
"Ah but all the evidence points to you."
"Care to elaborate, foot-ball head?" Arnold grinned at the nickname and leaned back.
"You know you're not very good at covering your tracks Ms. Pataki. First off, I believe you left your panty hose laying right next to my robe." He gave an amused look and proceeded, "then you left nearly all my drawers open. You left a CD I haven't listened to in years in the CD player, a half full bathtub, and damp pillows and towels. You left a still glowing piece of cinnamon incense in its holder and many drawers and such left open. And you left the annoying little note Lila gave me open and on the floor, not on the desk where I was planning its destruction. But there was one main thing that gave you away," he said, all the while smiling.
Helga was still mulling over Arnold's obvious dislike for Lila, and grudgingly asked, "What other tiny detail gave me away?" His smile widened if possible.
"Simple, I saw you walk out of my house and get into your car and drive away." Helga's face drained of color.
"You-you =SAW= me?!" Helga squeaked out. Arnold nodded smiling still.
"Why did you sneak in Helga?"
"I-I just." Helga trailed off, her voice was clogged up by pent-up emotions and confusion. Arnold watched calmly as she mentally debated in her head whether to tell the truth or not. She went with the latter.
"I was only planning on checking up on you and when I found you weren't there, I made myself at home." Arnold was practically beaming by now. His jaws must be made of steel or something.
"You're lying."
"How do you know?"
"I can see it in your eyes.and you blinked too many times and avoided looking at me."
"What are you a detective?"
"No, a journalist."
"You became a journalist?"
"You're avoiding the subject, Helga dear. Why were you at my house."
"I'm not telling."
"Tell me."
"No."
"Tell me"
"No."
"Tell."
"NO!"
"Tell."
"NOOO!"
"Tell me Helga love."
="I WENT TO YOUR STUPID HOUSE SO I COULD FIND OUT IF YOU HAD ANY FEELINGS FOR ME WHATSOEVER AND I WAS GONNA SURPRISE YOU WHEN YOU CAME HOME!!!!" = Helga screamed at Arnold.
He smiled and continued on, "and what were you planning on doing when I got home?" Helga mumbled. "What was that?"
"I said I was going to seduce you, you uncaring prick."
"So did you find anything that said I had feelings for you?"
"The closest I got was that damn prom picture."
"Ahhh yes.. I remember that. You look quite lovely in it by the way." Helga nodded thanks. "But you didn' find anything else?"
"Not a glimmer."
"You must not have checked the right dresser drawer than."
"What?! What are you talking about?"
"In the one drawer that you didn't check was a diary. A journal, if you will. Do you want to know what it says?" Helga nodded leaning towards Arnold, daring hoping, and yet steeling herself for rejection.
"It said that I loved you."
