Day Five

Arnold woke up late today, because he could stop thinking about Helga. He rolled out of bed literally, he slowly walked to the W.C. to take a shower. But when he got there Mr.Potts was in the shower, so Arnold walked to the kitchen to find his Grandpa.

"Hey Grandpa," He said as he pulled a chair up to the table.

"Hey Shortman, you fix things with her?" Arnold looked at his grandfather confused.

"Who's her and what thing."

"You know that girl who's name you was calling out in your sleep." Arnold turned red with embarrassment. He tried to cover it with his towel, but in vein.

"No I didn't, I think I made it worse."

"How so?" Grandpa said while getting a apple off the counter.

"Well," Arnold said while watching his Grandpa sit down. "You know my ex Lila right?"

"Oh her, yea I remember her ."

"Yea her." Arnold went on to tell him the story.

Meanwhile at the hospital, Phoebe and Helga was getting ready to leave.

"You know what Pheebs,?" Helga said as she signed he twenty-seventh paper today.

"What Helga?" her friend asked in curiosity.

"I'm done with him,"

"Who?"

"Arnold." she said turning to face her friend. "I'm done with this whole thing. I just what my heart to be free and live, but my infatuation with him is holding it back."

"Well," Phoebe said as her and Helga walked to her car. "Maybe you should get rid of all your items of love. Maybe then you will be free of him."

"I don't know maybe it will work, I'll try it." she said as she and Phoebe left the hospital.

"And then I came home," Arnold concluded to his Grandpa.

"Wow Shortman some story, sounds like she head over hills for ya. What are you going to do about it." His Grandpa asked while eating a turkey sandwich.

"I don't know what I'm going to do."

"Well do you love her back." Arnold processed Grandpa's question for a while.

" I really can't say Grandpa, I mean part of me wants to say yes, but the other part is unsure."

"Well looks to me that you love her almost as much as she loves you." Arnold looked at his grandfather then down at the table, then back to his grandfather.

"You know what Grandpa, maybe your right, I'm going to talk to her today. Matter of fact I'll go when I get dressed. Thanks Grandpa you helped a lot." Then Arnold turned and went to the W.C. to take a shower.

Arnold could not stop thinking about Helga, he couldn't wait till he could see her again.

"I don't ever want to be apart from her again." Arnold said full of love.

Mean while at Helga's.

"I don't ever want to see him ever again," Helga said to Phoebe. The small girl set next to her friend on her bed.

"Helga you can't possible mean that."

" Of course I do, why wouldn't I." Helga said as she bit her nails nervously.

"Helga I can't believe you, I know that you are deeply in love with him. And no one can give up love that easy."

"What about you and Gerald," Helga said in frustration, but she quickly began to regret it, when a tear slowly ran down Phoebe's face. She looked down to try to hide it, but in vein.

"Look Phoebe I'm sorry that wasn't called for I'm really sorry." Phoebe wiped her face and put on a fake smile.

"No Helga it's quit all right I really don't care if-" Phoebe was cut off by her cell phone. She picked it up and saw Gerald's number on it. She quickly put it back down,

"Aren't you going to answer that?" Helga asked

"No." Was all Phoebe said before putting her phone back into her bag.

"What's up with that?" Helga asked.

"What?"

"You not answering your phone, ."

"So, what's you point?"

"My point is you always answer your phone."

"So I didn't feel like talking." Phoebe said as she looked to the floor.

"Talk to who?" Helga said slowly.

"No one," Phoebe said in a whisper.

"Was this nobody Gerald?" Phoebe started to cry softly when those last words left Helga's mouth.

Arnold walked out of the boarding house very determined. He walked over to Helga's house and lifted his fist to knock, but before he could Phoebe opened the door.

"Oh Phoebe," Phoebe looked up with blood shot eyes. "What's wrong Pheebs?"

"Nothing Arnold I'm fine." she lied. But Arnold quickly remembered what happened between her and Gerald.

"Well OK, I'll see ya around?"

"Yea sure, good bye Arnold." Phoebe said as she walked off the porch and into her car.

Arnold walked into Helga's house and went strait to her room. He bust through the door scaring her.

"Helga." he said as he walked up to her.

"What?" Arnold had noticed box upon box stacked up in her room.

"What's all this?" He asked

"Well Arnold," she said as she put her hand on her hip. "This is all you."

"What?"

"All you, all my poems and shrines, and everything that represent you."

"Why do you have them boxed?"

"Because I'm getting rid off them."

"Why?" Arnold almost shouted.

"Because Arnold." she shouted back. "I'm trying to forget." Helga sat down on her bed knowing this conversation would make it even harder to forget.

"Forget what?" He said in a whisper as he sat next to her grabbing her hand.

"You." She said very softly, as a tear rolled down her soft cheek. Arnold wiped her tear away while lifting her face to his.

"But you can't Helga because I won't forget you."

"Arnold please." she said turning from him quickly.

"Helga I love you." this is what Helga wanted to hear for 14 years, she thought she would be happy, but that were causing her so much pain.

"You can't love me Arnold."

"Why not?"

"Because Arnold you just can't."

"Helga you don't really want to forget me, do you?" Helga didn't answer him. "You can't even answer Helga."

"Arnold, I want you to forget me."

"I can't"

"Yes you can"

"No really I can't, my heart won't allow it." Helga couldn't take it anymore she couldn't hold back the tears. Arnold grabbed her and she cry onto his shoulder. Helga remand in his arms for hours, they never talked he just held her. (a/n don't you wish you had somebody like that.)

"Arnold I need time to think, OK this isn't a no and it's not a yes, but a maybe OK?" she said still in his arms.

"OK Helga I'll give you time, but before I go, I won't you to know that I do love you Helga as much as you claim you don't love me." Arnold left Helga thinking in her bed as he walked home feeling empty without her answer.

Arnold walked home thinking about what he would do if Helga said no, but he didn't really have time to think about it because Gerald was sitting on his stoop.

"Hey man," Arnold said as he walked up to Gerald.

"What's up Arnold." Gerald said very dull.

"Want to talk about it?" Arnold said as he set next to him. Gerald took a deep sigh.

"Not really man." Gerald put his elbows on his knees as he covered his face, Arnold tried comforting him by putting his hand on Gerald's back.

"It's all right man." Gerald quickly set up and gave Arnold a 'the hell it ain't' look'.

"Is you fuckin' kiddin' me it ain't fine, I just let the best thang in my life go. And you go say it's all right, man you must be out yo fuckin' head." Gerald shouted at Arnold. "Gone say some it's all right you must be fuckin' crazy." Gerald mumbled to himself.

"Look, I'm sorry man, I can't say I know how you fell, but I-"

"Hell naw you don't know what the hell I'm feeling." Gerald said cutting off Arnold.

"I know man, I was going to say that you should just swallow your pride and give her what she wants ."

"I can't man, it's not that easy."

"Gerald you love her don't you?"

"Yea man."

"Then just say it."

"I can't, man you just don't understand."

"I really don't. Look man just repeat after me. OK?"

"Yea."

"All right, Phoebe."

"Phoebe."

"I"

"I"

"Love"

"Lo.......lo.........lov.......luv............liv. Man I can't do it.

"Yes you can man, now came on. Love"

"L..o...v..e" Gerald took a deep sigh.

"See there you go. you."

"You"

"Now put it all together. Phoebe I love you. Now you try."

"All right, Phoebe I love you." Gerald dragged out.

"Now was that hard."

"Very"

"You think you can tell her?"

"I don't know man, I don't think so."

"Why"

"Cause when ever I'm around her I freeze up, I avoid the subject when ever she brings it up.

"Oh."

"Ok I can't talk bout this no more, where you comin' from anyway?"

" Oh I'm coming from Helga's house."

"Oh what fo'"

"Well I came to a conclusion that I loved her back and I went to tell her. But when I got there she had all these boxes stacked up. I asked her what they were for, then she said they were all of her poems and things. So I asked why she had them packed up, she says that she was getting rid of them......" Arnold conclude to tell Gerald what happened at Helga's house earlier in the day.

"And then I meet up with you." Arnold finished. Gerald took a minute to take in what Arnold had just told him.

"Hum, well what do you think she gone do?" Gerald asked

"Don't know, but I hope she really thinks about it, I mean it's like I can't live without her. Know what I mean?"

Gerald took a deep sigh. "Oh to well."

"Oh, well I hope she says yes I really want her, I mean really badly. I don't ever remember being this horny. I mean I don't just want her sexually, I want her as in the person she is. You know what I mean?"

"Yea," Gerald said thinking about Phoebe the same way Arnold was thinking about Helga. They walked up to Arnold's room.

"I mean she's sexy" Arnold said talking about Helga

"Beautiful" Gerald said thinking about Phoebe.

"Sweet,"

"Scrumptious"

"everything I ever wanted"

"Yea and I let it get away." both Arnold and Gerald said in unisons

"Yea," Both said responding to the other.

"Man we sound really pathetic." Arnold said while walking to his bag, he pulled out a thick pink notebook, undoubtedly Helga's. Gerald looked at it strangely,

"What's that man?"

"Something I picked up at Helga's."

"What's in it?"

"Poems"

"Oh, read one."

"OK," Arnold said as he walked to sit on his bed. Arnold slowly flipped through the pages.

"OK here's one............... Taboo what I want right now

such damn taboo

its so unhealthy

but I cant help myself

my desire awaits for him

for his soft kiss and rough touch

I've never met him

only seen him and heard his voice

but yet I want him

want him so badly

so wrong to want what you've never have

once I meet him

I will release my desires

and explode with ecstasy onto his very body

moaning quietly in his ears

screaming gently in my mind

I want him...and yet I can't have him...

such taboo to want such a thing... (I am so thankful to Yuri Rai for letting me use her poem, your a saint)

" That's so deep shit man."

"Yea I know."

"She got another one in there?"

"Yea let's see, um OK, what about this one, it's called estasy's dance" My bed is lonely, and so cold too

As I lay here alone and dream of you

Ooh, how I want you desperately

To have you here in bed with me

To feel your body cover mine

Our passion raw and unconfined

Your manhood stiff as I pull you near

Whispering my needs into your ear

As I feel you enter me deep within

Ooh, the pleasure your love instills

As my body trembles with throbbing thrills

Ooh, My Love! Deeper! I beg...

Surrounding your waist with the length of my legs

My mouth at your throat, my teeth lightly graze

As you're giving me all that my hunger craves

Moving as one, like the waves of the ocean

Thrusting and grinding in continuous motions

Your name on my lips time and again

Hugging you tightly so deep within

The sound of your breathing heavy and hard

As urgency carries us overboard

Wrapped around you, as over we roll

My hands holding yours as I take control

My body with yours so perfectly tuned

Moaning with pleasure, like wolves to the moon

Slow and steady in a tormenting pace

As my heart, and yours, continue to race

Ooh, God, My Love! The time is soon!

Come follow me, soar to the moon

Arching against you in ecstasy's name

As passion takes love to whole new plane

My body with yours, melting like butter

As we collide together with a climatic shudder

I look in your eyes, so full of love

And know exactly what you're thinking of!

With a devilish gleam, I kiss your lips

As you harden beneath my fingertips

Ooh, the night is young, and full of romance

As we enter once more into ecstasy's dance' Arnold closed the journal and looked up at Gerald. "Man I just realized something."

"What, man?"

"Helga was the one who wrote all them poems in that pink book we found."

"What pink book?"

"That pink book we found in 4th grade, we I had a crush on Ruth." Arnold shivered at her name.

"Oh yea, I can't believe you liked Ruth."

"Hey I had bad taste."

"Yea I know, man I'm bored."

"Me too, I know lets go down to Gerald field."

"Alright" The two boys left for Gerald field.

When they got there they saw that half the gang was there too.

"Was up all." Gerald said as he walked up to Stinky.

"Howdy Gerald." Before Gerald could respond to Stinky Rhonda jumped up.

"Excuse me people I am have a party this week on Saturday, I expect all of you to be there." She proceeded to hand out invitations, when she got to Arnold she stop.

"And Arnold please don't let your "women" cause trouble. I want to have a nice civil party." Arnold felt kind of offend but brushed it off. Arnold suddenly didn't feel like being around other people.

"Hey Gerald I don't feel so good I think I'm gone head home, it's getting late anyway." Gerald instantly say through Arnold's "I don't feel good act".

"Yea Ok, go home don't think bout her to much you might really get sick."

"yea Ok Gerald." Both of the laughed as Arnold walked home.

When Arnold got home he, tried to sleep but could stop thinking about Helga. He got out of bed and got her journal. He picked it up and a picture fall out of it, he picked up the picture and saw it was Helga. He went back to his bed, he set the picture in his pillow staring at it. Arnold slowly drifted off to sleep with am image of his beloved in his mind.