HAPPILY EVER AFTER, NOT!!
CHAPTER 5 - We Need To Talk
The Patakis are all eating dinner in the table. Today, they are eating mash potatoes, chicken and soda. It seems that Miriam didn't cook a lot. I guess she was too lazy to do anything. Big Bob was talking about some beeper salesman while Miriam is sleeping on her food and Helga, well, didn't do anything, she just stared at her food that looks like the shape of Arnold's head. It seems that Helga is still in love with Arnold.
" . . . And I told him that you are fired!" Bob said, still talking about the beeper salesman. " That good for nothing coward." Bob stopped as he realized that no one was listening to him. " Haven't you heard anything I said?" Bob noticed that Helga is sad. " What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing" Helga said as she looked down to her food. Suddenly Miriam woke up and looked up to Helga. Miriam gots mush potatoes all over her face.
"Honey, you haven't touch your food." Miriam said in a tired voice. Helga sighs.
"Well, she better wiped that sadness out, cause she's going to a singing contest next week." When Bob said that, Helga looked up at her father. "What??" Helga said.
"I said, you are going on a singing contest next week" Bob said.
"I'm not going" Helga said looking straight at Big Bob. Bob spit out his drink.
"What??!! What do you mean you're not going?? You are going little missy!!" Bob yelled.
"I don't want to go, why don't you let Olga do it?!" Helga yelled.
"Who's Olga?" Bob ask in confusion forgetting whose his first daughter.
" Oh B, if she doesn't want to go, she doesn't want to go." Miriam said wiping off her face.
"At last, she speaks." Helga said rolling her eyes.
"You are going and that's final!" Bob yelled.
"No I am not!" Helga yelled.
"Yes you are!" Bob yelled.
"No!"
"Yes!"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"No, no, no, I am not going, so leave me alone!!!!!" She screamed her lungs out and almost broke Miriam's glasses. Helga got up, ran upstairs and shut the door really hard.
Arnold's point of view . . .
I lay down on my bed, staring at my ceiling. Thinking. I didn't tell Helga that I don't love her because I didn't wanted to hurt her. But now she's really hurt. Why does everything have to happen to us? Why can't it happen to some other couples? Helga is beautiful and funny and smart. But all she does is argue. Why? Sometimes I just don't understand her. She yells at me and argue with me, is like she doesn't love me. But now I know she loves me. But I don't. And what about Sally? I know, I don't know her, but every time I see her, it feels like I do know her. And know, I'm starting to fall in love with her. Grandpa told me, if I ever love someone, than I must stay with the one I love. And that's what I'm gonna do. I need to talk to Helga.
I got up; walk down the stairs and when I went outside I went next door which is Helga's house.
Helga's point of view . . .
I'm so miserable. I'm so sad. I'm so heartbroken. I can't take this anymore. I'm tired of being so miserable, sad and most of all heartbroken. This is all my fault, if I had been a better girlfriend I wouldn't have been in this mess. How could I be so stupid? I need somebody, not Phoebe, not Gerald, all I need is Arnold. Why? After all that terrible thing that he said about me why am I still in love with him. I can't stop loving him. Is like a non-stop love disease. A disease that I love him no matter what. I really need to speak with him. To say that I'm really sorry for all the things I said and maybe get back together. And live happily ever after.
I got up, walk down the stairs and opened the front door to go to Arnold's house. But when I did, I saw Arnold standing right in front of my house; he had his hand up with a fist. It seems that Arnold was gonna knock on my door. I guess we think alike. Good thing Bob and Miriam is not here right know, we can be alone and talk.
"Hi Arnold" I said with the most smallest smile. And so did Arnold.
"Hi Helga" Arnold said. He came in and I closed the door. Just when I was ready to say sorry to him and work things out, Arnold said those four horrible words that no girl wants to hear from their boyfriends.
"We need to talk" Arnold said. Yup, those are the four words that no girls wants to hear from their boyfriends. And I know that all you girls all over the world don't want to hear that from your boyfriends.
"Wha . . .what do you mean?" I laughed nervously. Arnold sighs.
"It's over," Arnold simply said. Looking down. My heart sank. I couldn't move, it was like when he said it, everything just stopped. My tears started falling as Arnold looked up to me and looked straight at me. It was all over. It's really over. How could I live without him? I don't know what to do without him. Now I'm gonna cry every time I see him with another girl. My tears started falling more and more.
"Look, let's just be friends, okay?" Arnold said. I looked up quickly.
"Fri . . . friends?" I said.
"Helga, I'm sorry." he said. He said that he's sorry, like everything is gonna be all right with just the word "I'm sorry" why can't he understand how I feel? Why can't he just make my life even MORE worse?
"Go away." I said, with so much pain in my heart.
"Helga, please try to understand . . ." Arnold tries to tell me but I interrupt him.
"Go away, just . . .just go away!!" I yelled at him as I pushed him. Arnold tried to calm me down but I just couldn't control myself.
" Go . . . go away!!" I screamed as I open the door and pushed him out and lock the door, then I ran up stairs to my room crying and sobbing. I ripped of every page in the book fill of poetry of Arnold and everything. Until I got tired and cried on my bed.
Arnold's point of view . . .
I still stand right in front of Helga's front door, hearing her cry. I can't believe I would do something like that. I shouldn't have let her down a little more easily. I feel really terrible. As I turned around I saw Gerald standing there. Gerald nodded. He understand what I'm going threw. I walked down the stoop and Gerald and me walked away.
End of Arnold's point of view . . .
It was a beautiful, sunny, afternoon day, as Helga and Phoebe walked in the park. The two girls walked along the green grass as they talked.
"Oh Helga, I'm really sorry about what happened." Phoebe said. Trying to comfort her. Helga felt a little better, but everything that reminded of Arnold. She cries.
" Look, let's look at the bright side . . ." Helga who was crying interrupted Phoebe. When Phoebe said, "let's look at the bright side" that's what Arnold do.
"Helga, stop crying, come on." Phoebe said trying to calm her. Helga kept on crying and crying, until Phoebe slapped the heck out of her.
"Thank you, Phoebe." Helga said.
"Welcome. Helga come on, there are lots of boys around here that thinks that you're hot." Phoebe said.
"Oh, no way Phoebe. I don't like any of them. But what about you and Gerald?" Helga asked. Phoebe blushed.
"Well, he asked me on a date" Helga was surprised.
"Wow, I'm so glad you guys are together now." Helga said. Then Phoebe looked at her watch.
" Thanks, well, see you later, I'm gonna meet Gerald in the other side of the park, bye" Phoebe said as she waved and left. Helga's standing all alone. With no one to talk to. But then she saw Arnold walking . . . with that girl she hated so much. That girl name Sally. Helga wanted to cry. She doesn't want to. She stares at Arnold and Sally walking together and laughing together. 'That was suppose to be me' Helga thought. Her tears started to fall. Her mouth started to wiggle. She wiped her eyes out. She really didn't want to cry. She went to sit on a bench and covered her face. To leave the world. To forget every single thing that happened in her life. Especially Arnold. But, all she thinks about is Arnold; all she sees in all shape and sizes is Arnold's football shaped head. She wiped every tear that comes out of her eyes. She doesn't know what to do. She is never gonna get over him.
"Are you okay?" asked a teenage guy, the same age as Arnold. Helga looked up and he look just like Arnold. Funny, Sally looks like Helga and this guy look just like Arnold.
"My name is Josh, what's yours?" he said. Helga took time to observe him then she said . . .
"Helga, my name is helga." She said. Josh sat next to her.
"That's a nice name. So are you okay?" Josh said. Helga looked at him.
"Why do you want to know?" Helga asked while looking away. Josh smirked by her beauty.
" Because I love helping girls who are beautiful like you." Josh said with a warm smile. Helga blushed.
"I'm not beautiful." She said. Smiling
"Oh, yes you are." he said. Helga giggled. "So why are you so sad?"
"You really want to know?" Helga asked. He nodded. Helga told everything what happened. " . . . And well, here I am."
" Wow, I bet you really had a hard time." Josh said.
"Yeah well, it happens." She said. Josh wanted to help her and he had an idea.
"I know, why don't we make him jealous?" he said.
"What?" she asked.
" Look, let's pretend that we were a couple, then when he sees us, he might get jealous." he said. Helga smiled, that could work, even though she did the same thing with Stinky, but it doesn't hurt to try it again.
"Alright, I guess that would work." she said. "So, when are we going to start?"
"Well, I guess we have to do it when their are dating, so we are gonna spy on them to hear when they are starting dating, and well, I guess you know the rest." he said.
"Okay." Helga said. "But first, I need to get to know you." Josh smiled and looked deep into her eyes.
"Well, what's there to know about me? I mean, my parents died when I was 6, my whole family didn't want me and I've been to foster homes to foster homes and I had lot's of bullies in every school I was in, that's all." Josh said. Then his eyes watered, remembering all the bad things that happened to him. Helga felt really bad. It seems that she's not the only one with the miserable life.
" I'm so sorry." Helga said holding Josh's smooth arms. Then Helga felt something. But doesn't know what.
To be continued . . .
A/N - PLEASE REVIEW. AND TELL ME, WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT JOSH?
CHAPTER 5 - We Need To Talk
The Patakis are all eating dinner in the table. Today, they are eating mash potatoes, chicken and soda. It seems that Miriam didn't cook a lot. I guess she was too lazy to do anything. Big Bob was talking about some beeper salesman while Miriam is sleeping on her food and Helga, well, didn't do anything, she just stared at her food that looks like the shape of Arnold's head. It seems that Helga is still in love with Arnold.
" . . . And I told him that you are fired!" Bob said, still talking about the beeper salesman. " That good for nothing coward." Bob stopped as he realized that no one was listening to him. " Haven't you heard anything I said?" Bob noticed that Helga is sad. " What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing" Helga said as she looked down to her food. Suddenly Miriam woke up and looked up to Helga. Miriam gots mush potatoes all over her face.
"Honey, you haven't touch your food." Miriam said in a tired voice. Helga sighs.
"Well, she better wiped that sadness out, cause she's going to a singing contest next week." When Bob said that, Helga looked up at her father. "What??" Helga said.
"I said, you are going on a singing contest next week" Bob said.
"I'm not going" Helga said looking straight at Big Bob. Bob spit out his drink.
"What??!! What do you mean you're not going?? You are going little missy!!" Bob yelled.
"I don't want to go, why don't you let Olga do it?!" Helga yelled.
"Who's Olga?" Bob ask in confusion forgetting whose his first daughter.
" Oh B, if she doesn't want to go, she doesn't want to go." Miriam said wiping off her face.
"At last, she speaks." Helga said rolling her eyes.
"You are going and that's final!" Bob yelled.
"No I am not!" Helga yelled.
"Yes you are!" Bob yelled.
"No!"
"Yes!"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"No, no, no, I am not going, so leave me alone!!!!!" She screamed her lungs out and almost broke Miriam's glasses. Helga got up, ran upstairs and shut the door really hard.
Arnold's point of view . . .
I lay down on my bed, staring at my ceiling. Thinking. I didn't tell Helga that I don't love her because I didn't wanted to hurt her. But now she's really hurt. Why does everything have to happen to us? Why can't it happen to some other couples? Helga is beautiful and funny and smart. But all she does is argue. Why? Sometimes I just don't understand her. She yells at me and argue with me, is like she doesn't love me. But now I know she loves me. But I don't. And what about Sally? I know, I don't know her, but every time I see her, it feels like I do know her. And know, I'm starting to fall in love with her. Grandpa told me, if I ever love someone, than I must stay with the one I love. And that's what I'm gonna do. I need to talk to Helga.
I got up; walk down the stairs and when I went outside I went next door which is Helga's house.
Helga's point of view . . .
I'm so miserable. I'm so sad. I'm so heartbroken. I can't take this anymore. I'm tired of being so miserable, sad and most of all heartbroken. This is all my fault, if I had been a better girlfriend I wouldn't have been in this mess. How could I be so stupid? I need somebody, not Phoebe, not Gerald, all I need is Arnold. Why? After all that terrible thing that he said about me why am I still in love with him. I can't stop loving him. Is like a non-stop love disease. A disease that I love him no matter what. I really need to speak with him. To say that I'm really sorry for all the things I said and maybe get back together. And live happily ever after.
I got up, walk down the stairs and opened the front door to go to Arnold's house. But when I did, I saw Arnold standing right in front of my house; he had his hand up with a fist. It seems that Arnold was gonna knock on my door. I guess we think alike. Good thing Bob and Miriam is not here right know, we can be alone and talk.
"Hi Arnold" I said with the most smallest smile. And so did Arnold.
"Hi Helga" Arnold said. He came in and I closed the door. Just when I was ready to say sorry to him and work things out, Arnold said those four horrible words that no girl wants to hear from their boyfriends.
"We need to talk" Arnold said. Yup, those are the four words that no girls wants to hear from their boyfriends. And I know that all you girls all over the world don't want to hear that from your boyfriends.
"Wha . . .what do you mean?" I laughed nervously. Arnold sighs.
"It's over," Arnold simply said. Looking down. My heart sank. I couldn't move, it was like when he said it, everything just stopped. My tears started falling as Arnold looked up to me and looked straight at me. It was all over. It's really over. How could I live without him? I don't know what to do without him. Now I'm gonna cry every time I see him with another girl. My tears started falling more and more.
"Look, let's just be friends, okay?" Arnold said. I looked up quickly.
"Fri . . . friends?" I said.
"Helga, I'm sorry." he said. He said that he's sorry, like everything is gonna be all right with just the word "I'm sorry" why can't he understand how I feel? Why can't he just make my life even MORE worse?
"Go away." I said, with so much pain in my heart.
"Helga, please try to understand . . ." Arnold tries to tell me but I interrupt him.
"Go away, just . . .just go away!!" I yelled at him as I pushed him. Arnold tried to calm me down but I just couldn't control myself.
" Go . . . go away!!" I screamed as I open the door and pushed him out and lock the door, then I ran up stairs to my room crying and sobbing. I ripped of every page in the book fill of poetry of Arnold and everything. Until I got tired and cried on my bed.
Arnold's point of view . . .
I still stand right in front of Helga's front door, hearing her cry. I can't believe I would do something like that. I shouldn't have let her down a little more easily. I feel really terrible. As I turned around I saw Gerald standing there. Gerald nodded. He understand what I'm going threw. I walked down the stoop and Gerald and me walked away.
End of Arnold's point of view . . .
It was a beautiful, sunny, afternoon day, as Helga and Phoebe walked in the park. The two girls walked along the green grass as they talked.
"Oh Helga, I'm really sorry about what happened." Phoebe said. Trying to comfort her. Helga felt a little better, but everything that reminded of Arnold. She cries.
" Look, let's look at the bright side . . ." Helga who was crying interrupted Phoebe. When Phoebe said, "let's look at the bright side" that's what Arnold do.
"Helga, stop crying, come on." Phoebe said trying to calm her. Helga kept on crying and crying, until Phoebe slapped the heck out of her.
"Thank you, Phoebe." Helga said.
"Welcome. Helga come on, there are lots of boys around here that thinks that you're hot." Phoebe said.
"Oh, no way Phoebe. I don't like any of them. But what about you and Gerald?" Helga asked. Phoebe blushed.
"Well, he asked me on a date" Helga was surprised.
"Wow, I'm so glad you guys are together now." Helga said. Then Phoebe looked at her watch.
" Thanks, well, see you later, I'm gonna meet Gerald in the other side of the park, bye" Phoebe said as she waved and left. Helga's standing all alone. With no one to talk to. But then she saw Arnold walking . . . with that girl she hated so much. That girl name Sally. Helga wanted to cry. She doesn't want to. She stares at Arnold and Sally walking together and laughing together. 'That was suppose to be me' Helga thought. Her tears started to fall. Her mouth started to wiggle. She wiped her eyes out. She really didn't want to cry. She went to sit on a bench and covered her face. To leave the world. To forget every single thing that happened in her life. Especially Arnold. But, all she thinks about is Arnold; all she sees in all shape and sizes is Arnold's football shaped head. She wiped every tear that comes out of her eyes. She doesn't know what to do. She is never gonna get over him.
"Are you okay?" asked a teenage guy, the same age as Arnold. Helga looked up and he look just like Arnold. Funny, Sally looks like Helga and this guy look just like Arnold.
"My name is Josh, what's yours?" he said. Helga took time to observe him then she said . . .
"Helga, my name is helga." She said. Josh sat next to her.
"That's a nice name. So are you okay?" Josh said. Helga looked at him.
"Why do you want to know?" Helga asked while looking away. Josh smirked by her beauty.
" Because I love helping girls who are beautiful like you." Josh said with a warm smile. Helga blushed.
"I'm not beautiful." She said. Smiling
"Oh, yes you are." he said. Helga giggled. "So why are you so sad?"
"You really want to know?" Helga asked. He nodded. Helga told everything what happened. " . . . And well, here I am."
" Wow, I bet you really had a hard time." Josh said.
"Yeah well, it happens." She said. Josh wanted to help her and he had an idea.
"I know, why don't we make him jealous?" he said.
"What?" she asked.
" Look, let's pretend that we were a couple, then when he sees us, he might get jealous." he said. Helga smiled, that could work, even though she did the same thing with Stinky, but it doesn't hurt to try it again.
"Alright, I guess that would work." she said. "So, when are we going to start?"
"Well, I guess we have to do it when their are dating, so we are gonna spy on them to hear when they are starting dating, and well, I guess you know the rest." he said.
"Okay." Helga said. "But first, I need to get to know you." Josh smiled and looked deep into her eyes.
"Well, what's there to know about me? I mean, my parents died when I was 6, my whole family didn't want me and I've been to foster homes to foster homes and I had lot's of bullies in every school I was in, that's all." Josh said. Then his eyes watered, remembering all the bad things that happened to him. Helga felt really bad. It seems that she's not the only one with the miserable life.
" I'm so sorry." Helga said holding Josh's smooth arms. Then Helga felt something. But doesn't know what.
To be continued . . .
A/N - PLEASE REVIEW. AND TELL ME, WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT JOSH?