A/N: Hey there again, Hey Arnold readers! I know the last chapter was a lot to take in... It was quite the scene! One of you commented asking about what happened after that scene, and don't worry, you will eventually get to see how Arnold and Helga made up after that steamy scene. Literally. This section is shorter, but has enough to give you the general idea. Helga goes to meet Lila to talk about Arnold, but really can't speak words to describe her feelings. Thanks for reading and enjoy!
"I'm ever so sorry you found out this way, Helga." Lila reached down for another sip of the green tea she had prepared moments ago in her kitchen. "But I have no control over Rhonda and her blog."
Helga G. Pataki now sat upon a sofa in the living room of Lila Sawyer, her once enemy, then friend, now frenemy as she held the cup of hot green tea in her hands. She had called Lila that afternoon after Arnold's visit, discussing how she desired to meet in person to chat about the current situation that was among her.
She didn't respond to Lila's apology. She didn't even glance up to meet her gaze. She just started at the swirling motion of the green tea in the china cup before her that she had stirred moments earlier.
How could she though? Lila Sawyer, her supposed coworker and friend, had snatched the love of her life from under her growing grasp, without even mentioning any word about her actions or thoughts. She could not understand how one of her dearest friends could do something like this, and not think anything of it.
"I just don't know what to say, Sawyer." Helga finally reacted as she reached for the spoon that she had placed on the napkin on Lila's coffee table to once again stir the tea that she still failed to take even a sip of yet.
"I understand how you must feel, Helga. It is awkward to see your friend going on a date with the boy you once had feelings for. But you must comprehend that he asked me to homecoming, and I simply said yes." Lila bit into a small cracker.
'You mean the boy I still have feelings for…' Helga pouted as she observed Lila's red lips form a grip over the crinkling cracker.
"Is it wrong to want a date to the dance?" Lila questioned, picking up her napkin to wipe the cracker crumbs off the wrinkles of those luscious lips.
"So Arnold's just a friend?"
Lila set down the cup of tea before viewing the scene of the street out the wide window of her living room. "So you still love him."
Helga picked up her teacup, still not drunken from, and began to tip it forward as she stayed silent.
"That wasn't a question." Lila insisted, minding Helga's actions outside the corners of her green eyes, still confronting the window before her.
"You got your answer then." Helga proceeded to pour all of the green tea in her china cup onto Lila Sawyer's carpet.
"I knew the answer the second you threw that wine bottle."
