Helga's POV
Helga looked up at who had just attacked her and was about to scream until she realized who was on top of her. She was even more shocked he was hugging her and if she wasn't mistaken, he was crying.
Arnold's POV
Arnold began to cry. This wasn't the Helga he knew and it scared him to death. He was going to hug and hold her until he knew for certain she would be okay.
Helga's POV
Helga began to cry again and began berating herself mentally "Great going you yutz! Now he knows you're mentally fucked up and you actually have fucked yourself over!"
Suddenly a shaking Arnold began to speak to her
"Helga, are you okay?" tears streamed down his eyes and Helga felt bad for making him cry. "How did he find me? How long has he been here?"
"Huh? Uh… I'm alright Arnold…"
"Don't lie to me, Helga. I saw you, I saw everything." Arnold was crying and still hugging her.
"You did?" Helga gulped "I thought I was alone…"
"Yes. Helga what in the hell happened? What in the fuck were you thinking?" Arnold just cussed, but he was crying and a bit hysterical so he didn't even care.
"I just… I… See… The thing is… You… " Helga suddenly began to cry again. (She had a ridiculous headache from the amount of crying and trauma she had just suffered, not to mention Arnold had accidentally smacked her to the floor when tackling her.)
"Shh… Shh… Helga don't cry… I'm sorry… It's just you scared me…" Arnold sat her up and hugged her tightly as she straddled in his lap. She hugged him back and cried into his chest. She noted his plaid red and yellow shirt was wet, but still soft. "Helga… Are you okay?" He asked quietly while stroking her hair gently. He was holding her in a corner of the room and refused to let her go. He sweetly rocked her back and forth as he quelled the tears of the broken girl in his arms.
When the crying had finally seized he took his chance to talk to her.
"Helga, what happened…"Arnold asked cautiously. He didn't want her to cry again, he didn't even know she could be so vulnerable. This was Helga Pataki- fearless bully and playground legend of Public Elementary School 118 and Public Middle School 118.
She sniffled and steadied her breath "Arnold… I really don't want to talk about it… its extremely personal…" Helga bit her bottom lip and found the hem of his shirt rather interesting at the moment as she lightly played with it.
"Helga, im all for privacy, but I just watched you lash out and physically as well as verbally assault yourself, not to mention you cried in front of me and let me hold you while you cried. Also, you have an immense amount of bruises, you're covered in blood and I watched you claw your arms until they bled… So forgive me, but I'm a bit more than worried about what exactly triggered you, Helga." Arnold was very careful about his words, but he wasn't going to let this just slide.
Helga took a deep breath "might as well tell him now…" she thought.
