The arms of an angel

Chapter 7:

What can I say to make your doubts all disappear?

~LFO, Your heart is safe with me

Olga followed Helga down the stairs after a while. Helga's head was buried in the crook of her arm. " Helga…"

She looked up, " Olga, I bought the house. You don't have to worry about me stealing your spotlight anymore. As soon as I get my furniture and stuff then we'll move in and mom and dad can stop paying attention to me."

" You got the house that's great…Mom and dad won't stop paying attention to you. Why are you crying?"

" Chad just called. He says that if I don't bring back his kids then he'll kill me."

" Don't let him bother you."

" Dear god Olga. He put 12 stitches in my neck! He's put me in the hospital more times than you, mom, and dad combined. I believe I have plenty to worry about."

" He's just trying to scare you."

" Yeah well it's working."

" You don't have anything to worry about. Okay. Everything is going to be fine."

" Easy for you to say. You don't have a psychopath trying to kill you and take your kids."

" Helga…"

" After 7 emergencies rooms and 3 intensive care units don't you dare sit there and tell me I have nothing to worry about."

After a long silence Olga said, " I'm sorry baby sister. You're right. I don't understand what you're going through but you can't stop living. You've got Trent and Jenna to think about."

" They are the only two people on my mind."

Suddenly the telephone shrieked and Olga answered it. " Hello?"

" Where is she?"

" Chad is that you?"

" Where the hell is my wife?"

" Leave her alone."

" WHERE IS SHE?"

Olga hung up the phone and turned to her sister. " Now do you see what I mean?"

****

" Awww my back."

" Arnold, all you did was move a side table." Helga said laughing and handing him a glass of lemonade.

" You know Arnold, Always complaining." Phoebe said smiling wide and placing a box of dishes on the kitchen counter.

" Come on we still got to get the beds." Gerald said helping Arnold up.

" So are the twins exciting about having separate rooms?" Phoebe asked.

" To be honest they are sharing a room."

" Why?"

" Their idea. I tried to talk them out of it but they wouldn't have it any other way." She said placing a stack of dishes in a cabinet.

" This is a nice place…" Gerald said setting down bed railings.

" I know. It was my great aunt's or something. I got it dirt cheap."

"After we finish moving you in why don't we order some pizza and watch some movies." Arnold said smiling.

" Yeah that sounds great. But nothing r rated I've still got my babies to think about."

Later that night Phoebe, Gerald, and Arnold arrived with several movies and two boxes of pizza.

" Hey guys come on in. You don't have to worry about the twins they are in bed."

" All right x rated movies." Arnold said jumping up and down.

" No I don't think so." Helga said laughing, "come on in." she said moving aside so they could walk in. Just a she was closing the door she noticed some standing across the street. The figure seem to be watching them. " Helga come on we are about to watch The Matrix. What's wrong?" Arnold said touching her arm.

She jumped slightly, " Oh nothing I was just…thinking."

After the movie Helga jumped up, " I'm in the mood for chocolate. And it just so happen my mom sent a chocolate cake so who wants some?"

Three hands shot up, " Okay. Phebs you want to help?"

" Sure."

Once alone Phoebe asked, " Are you okay Helga?"

" Yeah I'm fine."

" I was just worried about you. You seemed a little distracted. I just thought…"

Before she could finish the telephone rang, " Sorry Phebs. Hello?"

" Hey Honey?"

" How did you get our number?"

" How is my family?"

" You leave us alone!"

" Now what type of father and husband would I be if I didn't check up on my wife and children?"

" STOP CALLING!"
" I'm warning you! if you don't bring me back my kids you'll regret it I'll make you sorry!"

" Helga hang up the phone." Phoebe whispered.

Helga obeyed then turned to her friend, " He's gonna kill me." she pulled up an empty chair and sat down, " I don't know why I bother. No matter where I go he always finds me. Maybe he's right. Maybe I'll never get away from him. I feel like giving up. Ya know if wasn't for my twins I would stand out in the middle of the street and tell him to come get me."

" Don't talk like that."

" If you duck in and out of holes like a scared rabbit you'll talk exactly like that believe me."

" You can't give up Helga. You are my best friend and I love you. Gerald and Arnold, they care for you too. We are here for you always."

Helga pulled Phoebe into a hug as Arnold open the door, " As much as I would love to watch this beautiful display of female bonding, Gerald and I would love to get a piece of cake. We are turning into pumpkins out here."

" Go on. Go back out there." Helga said to Phoebe.

" Are you sure?"

" Yeah go on."

Phoebe patted her knee gently then walked out. " Helga we need to talk…" Arnold said crouching before her.

" About what?"

" About us… I want us to give this….you and me a chance…."

" I don't know Arnold…How can I trust you?"

" You have my word as a gentleman that I will never hurt you. I love you."

She smiled and threw her arms around him, " Do you know how long I've been waiting for you to say that? I've had a crush on you since pre-school."

" So what do you say?"

" Okay I will us a chance."

He ran his fingers through her hair and kissed her.

****

" Mom! Mom!"

Helga jumped out of bed and ran to the twins room, " Jenna what's wrong?"

" It was a monster."

" Oh my poor Jenna," She whispered rocking and running her fingers through her daughters golden blonde hair, " I'll check for monsters okay."

She peeked under the desk and bed, " See Jen no monsters."

" It was at the window."

Helga sighed, " fine."

She moved the curtain and was stunned to see a paper cup half full of coffee.

" Trent, Jenna come on let's go down stairs."

She walked them down the stairs and called the police then she called Arnold.

" Do you have restraining order?" asked an officer.

" No but he's gonna kill me."

" Are you going to pick him up?" Arnold said resting his hands on her shoulders.

" If we did we couldn't hold him."

" Oh I see. I have to be dead before you do anything."

"I'm sorry but we can't arrest a paper cup."

" what am I going to do then. Sit here and wait for him to kill me?"

" My advice to you is get a boyfriend or a dog."