Day Three
Helga couldn't sleep that night, she just couldn't help thinking about what Arnold had said.
' Was it really me, maybe I was just too desperate, maybe.' A knock on Helga's bedroom door interrupted her thoughts.
"Helga are you ok, you didn't come to school today I was very worried." Phoebe said as she opened the door.
"Sorry Pheebs, I just couldn't face him today." Helga stared to cry softly.
"Helga, I've never seen you so upset, don't cry Helga, try and be strong, OK?"
"Ok Pheebs, I'll try." Helga dried her face and got out if bed."
"That's better no don't you feel a lot better?"
Helga smiled for two seconds before she broke out in tears again. "Who am I kidding I a mess Pheebs, I threw myself at the guy I love he turned me down, then he called me good for nothing and obsessive bitch." Tears threaten to fall from Helga's eyes as she talked. "And to top it all off, he said I drove him away." Helga began to cry, Phoebe put her arm around her sobbing best friend. Helga calmed a little at her touch.
"Helga I assure you that Arnold was just upset and met nothing he said. And from what you told me happened he didn't want to go at all."
Helga looked up at Phoebe, "Phoebe he's a guy of course he wouldn't want to leave."
" Helga you know is being a guy has nothing to do with it."
" Well," Helga says bringing her knees to her chin. " You could be right, but the point is he still left. In other words I not good enough for him, maybe if it was Lila he would have stayed, but old Helga no way." Helga took a deep breath. "You know what Pheebs," her voice lowered. "I don't think I can live with out him, I just don't know Pheebs. I really wish he was here, but he's not. He probably wants nothing to do with me at all, he really does hate me." Phoebe could feel her friend's pain through her words, she couldn't believe Arnold was to blame.
"Helga, Arnold is not your whole life, there are more guys out there. Arnold is only one."
"Yea, I know but Arnold is the only on for me." With that said Helga got back in bed and cried herself to sleep.
"That Arnold is such a jerk," Phoebe said as she walked out of Helga's room. "I ought to give him a piece of my mind, you know what I am." Phoebe got in her car and headed for the boarding house.
KNOCK, BANG, KICK. "Arnold I know you're in there open this door!" Phoebe yelled at the wooded force field. Arnold nearly jumped out of his skin when he heard the noise downstairs. For a minute he thought and hoped it was Helga, but then remembered. He slowly got up and walked to the door.
KNOCK, KICK, KICK "Open this door Arnold NOW!" Phoebe yelled even louder then before.
"What is it?" Arnold asked coolly. But the answer he got wasn't what he had expected. Phoebe had socked him in the nose.
"OW, Phoebe, what was that for, gosh, that really hurt, OW!" Arnold yelled to Phoebe.
"That was for fuckin' up my best friends life, jerk." Phoebe yelled at Arnold.
Arnold had never heard Phoebe so loud or vulgar. Before Arnold could respond, Phoebe had jumped on him knocking him over. Arnold could do anything but scream, Phoebe was punching and punching and punching. It looked like she had him beat, but Arnold felt her left off of him, but he still heard her screaming. When he opened his eyes he saw Gerald tying to rest and her.
"YOU WANT YOUR ASS KICK TOO BLACK BOY!" Phoebe screamed at Gerald while trying to kick him.
"What, girl you best calm down, cause you don't want none of this sexy black choc………" Before he could finish Phoebe has whacked him in the nose, and Gerald started to cry. Phoebe instantly started to feel bad.
"Oh Gerald, I'm so sorry, let me kiss it and make it better." Gerald gave into her with out protest.
"I don't know if I can fo' give ya, I might need a little persuasion."
"That can be arranged." With that Phoebe and Gerald got up and drove off, leaving poor Arnold very sick.
Helga couldn't sleep that night, she just couldn't help thinking about what Arnold had said.
' Was it really me, maybe I was just too desperate, maybe.' A knock on Helga's bedroom door interrupted her thoughts.
"Helga are you ok, you didn't come to school today I was very worried." Phoebe said as she opened the door.
"Sorry Pheebs, I just couldn't face him today." Helga stared to cry softly.
"Helga, I've never seen you so upset, don't cry Helga, try and be strong, OK?"
"Ok Pheebs, I'll try." Helga dried her face and got out if bed."
"That's better no don't you feel a lot better?"
Helga smiled for two seconds before she broke out in tears again. "Who am I kidding I a mess Pheebs, I threw myself at the guy I love he turned me down, then he called me good for nothing and obsessive bitch." Tears threaten to fall from Helga's eyes as she talked. "And to top it all off, he said I drove him away." Helga began to cry, Phoebe put her arm around her sobbing best friend. Helga calmed a little at her touch.
"Helga I assure you that Arnold was just upset and met nothing he said. And from what you told me happened he didn't want to go at all."
Helga looked up at Phoebe, "Phoebe he's a guy of course he wouldn't want to leave."
" Helga you know is being a guy has nothing to do with it."
" Well," Helga says bringing her knees to her chin. " You could be right, but the point is he still left. In other words I not good enough for him, maybe if it was Lila he would have stayed, but old Helga no way." Helga took a deep breath. "You know what Pheebs," her voice lowered. "I don't think I can live with out him, I just don't know Pheebs. I really wish he was here, but he's not. He probably wants nothing to do with me at all, he really does hate me." Phoebe could feel her friend's pain through her words, she couldn't believe Arnold was to blame.
"Helga, Arnold is not your whole life, there are more guys out there. Arnold is only one."
"Yea, I know but Arnold is the only on for me." With that said Helga got back in bed and cried herself to sleep.
"That Arnold is such a jerk," Phoebe said as she walked out of Helga's room. "I ought to give him a piece of my mind, you know what I am." Phoebe got in her car and headed for the boarding house.
KNOCK, BANG, KICK. "Arnold I know you're in there open this door!" Phoebe yelled at the wooded force field. Arnold nearly jumped out of his skin when he heard the noise downstairs. For a minute he thought and hoped it was Helga, but then remembered. He slowly got up and walked to the door.
KNOCK, KICK, KICK "Open this door Arnold NOW!" Phoebe yelled even louder then before.
"What is it?" Arnold asked coolly. But the answer he got wasn't what he had expected. Phoebe had socked him in the nose.
"OW, Phoebe, what was that for, gosh, that really hurt, OW!" Arnold yelled to Phoebe.
"That was for fuckin' up my best friends life, jerk." Phoebe yelled at Arnold.
Arnold had never heard Phoebe so loud or vulgar. Before Arnold could respond, Phoebe had jumped on him knocking him over. Arnold could do anything but scream, Phoebe was punching and punching and punching. It looked like she had him beat, but Arnold felt her left off of him, but he still heard her screaming. When he opened his eyes he saw Gerald tying to rest and her.
"YOU WANT YOUR ASS KICK TOO BLACK BOY!" Phoebe screamed at Gerald while trying to kick him.
"What, girl you best calm down, cause you don't want none of this sexy black choc………" Before he could finish Phoebe has whacked him in the nose, and Gerald started to cry. Phoebe instantly started to feel bad.
"Oh Gerald, I'm so sorry, let me kiss it and make it better." Gerald gave into her with out protest.
"I don't know if I can fo' give ya, I might need a little persuasion."
"That can be arranged." With that Phoebe and Gerald got up and drove off, leaving poor Arnold very sick.
