Helga's POV
Helga blinked her eyes a couple of times, taking in her surroundings. Everything about her body hurt mentally, physically and emotionally. She began to remember tonight's all out showdown at the Pataki residence and began to cry. Normally, she would wait until she was at home in the shower to do such things, but tonight Bob had gone too far. Her throat still hurt and it took all of her strength just to make it to Mighty Pete. Once she had reached her destination, she had blacked out and it wasn't even 8 o'clock. She looked at her watch "11:30pm…" she sighed as she took a glimpse out the window "Looks like I'll be here tonight." She thought quietly. She was fine with the idea, considering this wasn't the first time things had gotten out of hand at her house. She breathed and pulled up her jacket sleeves and started to cry again.
"Great, more bruises I'll have to take the blame for." She continued to cry and curled up into a ball. Little by little she felt herself breaking down. She took out her locket and began screaming. She thought the rain was loud enough to cover her screams and profanities, she hadn't realized she wasn't alone. She was mad, but mostly hurt. Bob's words stung, but she finally believed "nobody could ever love a worthless bastard of a child" such as herself.
"Stupid Bob! Stupid fucking life! I hate my parents! Fuck you Bob! Fuck You Miriam! Fuck you all and Your Precious OLGA! Fuck Hero's and White Horses! Nobody gives a shit about me! Fuck everyone and everything!" and with that she threw her heart shaped locket in a corner and began to wail in tears. She was self destructing and she didn't know how to stop it. She started to kick the walls and punch them. When she was done with that, she looked at her wrists and began clawing them and verbally assaulting herself.
"You're so stupid! Nobody loves you! Nobody cares! Everyone wants you to die. They'd be happier that way, including Arnold! He'll never love you! You're stupid! and ugly! and a bitch! He hates you and so does everyone else! Phoebe is your only friend and even she can't stand you! Nobody cares about your problems and everyone wants you to go away! Bob and Miriam wish you had never been born! You're just a scared little girl trying to act tough so nobody finds out you love someone you know you can't have! You stupid, worthless, ugly bitch!"
She was literally destroying herself. Her arms were bleeding from clawing them and she was only getting started. She ran over to her book bag she had brought and had just grabbed her diary when she was suddenly tackled by a mysterious figure.
Arnold's POV
Helga stirred and started to cry, calmed herself, looked at her arms and started to cry again. Arnold noticed in the little light they had that she had extremely dark bruises on her milky-white skin. He gulped but she didn't hear him. Suddenly she curled into a ball and cried. He was about to reach out for her when she suddenly stood up and started screaming.
"Stupid Bob! Stupid fucking life! I hate my parents! Fuck you Bob! Fuck You Miriam! Fuck you all and Your Precious OLGA! Fuck Hero's and White Horses! Nobody gives a shit about me! Fuck Everyone and Everything!" Arnold gasped, Helga was usually a very collected person with her emotions. As mad as she got, she had never lashed out this way. Suddenly Arnold realized the level of her words. She was breaking down.
He narrowly missed being clocked in the head with a golden piece of jewelry that smacked the wall and it landed in front of him. He glanced down and looked at the open locket. He was just able to read the words as Helga continued crying. Arnold gasped, and closed the locket only to be greeted with a picture of himself on the front of the golden heart locket. Suddenly she landed on the floor, bringing Arnold out of his shock/revelation. She began clawing at her arms and continued screaming more profanities.
"You're so stupid! Nobody loves you! Nobody cares! Everyone wants you to die. They'd be happier that way, including Arnold! He'll never love you! You're stupid! and ugly! and a bitch! He hates you and so does everyone else! Phoebe is your only friend and even she can't stand you! Nobody cares about your problems and everyone wants you to go away! Bob and Miriam wish you had never been born! You're just a scared little girl trying to act tough so nobody finds out you love someone you know you can't have! You stupid, worthless, ugly bitch!"
Arnold couldn't believe his ears. Helga was none of those things. She was actually pretty when she was nice and he knew she was a good person. Bitch never crossed his mind when it came to her, difficult, yes, but not a bitch. She had greatly calmed down in 7th grade so she was more accepted by people now. He realized her arms now had more blood on them and noticed she was going to retrieve something from her pink bookbag. Assuming the worst after what he had just seen, he ran up and tackled her to the floor. He didn't care if the tackle hurt her because he was more worried she would pull out a gun or knife and actually do something she would regret.
