I'MM BACK! You asked and I delievered!

Hope everyone enjoyed the last segment, and now here's the next! I'm trying to update at least once a month, no exact dates yet!

Warning: The scenes between Helga and Olga may be a bit OoC.

Disclaimer: I don't own HA!

Helga's POV

Well, I came back into this morons house a couple for days ago, and for once, it's quiet. Bob isn't in front of the TV watching football or something, and Miriam isn't clouthing a blender or asleep on the couch. It's like their freaking zombies or something. Even Olga isn't as 'happy' as before. But why should I care? School starts in less than two weeks, and I've got bigger fish to fry than my suddenly quiet and seeming remorseful family.

"Helga, can I talk to you?" Olga gently knocked on the Helga's room door.

"Criminy, what do you want!?" Helga shouted. She was on her laptop, typing the lyrics for a song she was working on the past few days, and also checking the record companies so she could decide which one had the most benefits by signing with them.

"Can I please just talk to you, bab- Helga? Please?"

Helga rolled her eyes angrily as she hopped off her bed, hiding the various papers and closing the reaserch tabs on her computer.

"Make it quick, sister", she slammed the door behind Olga after she stepped in.

"Helga, you know you can trust me, right?" she sat at the egde of the bed.

"No, Olga, as a matter of fact, I can't. You don't just give trust. You have to earn it. Don't think just because you're my older sister means I'll trust you with anything." Helga laid back on her chair, annoyed by her sister's question.

"Sister-" Olga pleaded.

"I'm not finished, bucko. There was a time I could have counted on you. That time is over."

"What could I have done-"

"You could have stopped Bob and Miriam from acting like half-asses that couldn't do anything for me. You could have stopped pretending the the world is a big fat bowl of cherries. There's a lot of things you could have done a long time ago instead of waiting until 9 months ago. But you didn't."

"Helga, I'm so sorry."

"Yeah right. You should of done something earlier if you were truly sorry."

"They wouldn't listen-"

Helga gave her a look of disbelief. "Are you shitting me? They ALWAYS listen to you. They actually CARE about you."

"No, baby sister, they don't. All they care about is my accompishments. About me being the best. Without those, they wouldn't. What do you think I meant by 'always acting like a perfect wind-up doll' a few years ago? Why do you think I have to be the best I can be every single day? To win anything and everything. Ever since 3rd grade."

Helga's eyes widened. "Why?"

Olga sighed. "Bob always wanted a boy, and when he didn't get one, he wanted the perfect girl to brag about. He told me that after I got a B+ on one of my tests back in September of the 3rd grade. Since then, he wanted everything to be perfect about me and never wanted-"

"Hold the phone here, sister." Helga cut in, standing up and interrupting her sister's rambling. "Let me get this straight. After you became little Miss Perfect and I was born, he really didn't care?"

Olga sadly nodded. "I guess so."

Helga shook her head. "I'm not buying that."

"Oh, Helga, It's true. Why do you think there's only picture of me from 8 years old and after and nothing before?" She cried, nearing tears.

I never did notice that... I just throught maybe they were lost somewhere. "So he doesn't care? Miriam too?"

Olga shrugged. "I don't know, baby sister."

Helga sighed. Criminy. So they really don't care, do they? Which means... She looked over to Olga. She had a depressed look on her face, overlooking and comtimplating her actions and voice. I have to trust her. As much as I wish I could, I can't do this by myself.

"Olga?" she choked out. Here goes.

"Yeah, baby sister?" she responded, unshead tears in her eyes. Helga took in a deep breath.

"Can you keep a secret of mine? And you better not tell anyone-"

"I promise, Helga. It'll be our secret." She brightened up a bit, happy to see her sister finally letting her into her life..

Why doesn't that comfort me? "Well..."

2 Days Later

"Hey Olga and uh... what's the girl's nam-" Bob whispered to Miriam, both of them on the couch downstairs.

"Helga, B. Her name is Helga." She sat up straight, adjusting her glasses.

"Right, right. Hey Olga, Helga, get down here! We need to talk."

After voices of short arguement and reluctant sighs, Olga came down first, followed by Helga, and both sat down next to each other.

All four sat in silence, the air thick with unresolved conflits.

"Well? Are you gonna talk or what? We haven't got all day, you know." Helga grunted. She and Olga had been previously working on the best contract for Cecelia to work on that gave the most benefits and the most income, and Olga had secretly created a persona as Cece's manager, to fade any suspition between Helga's older sister and the soon-to-be-famous singer interacting with each other.

"Well, we, uh.." Bob trailed off, unable to continue.

"Your father and I throught about what you said to us a few nights ago and we're sorry. For ignoring you and not caring enough."

Helga's expression remained stonic. "And..." she trailed, waiting for them to continue their pathetic excuse for an apology.

"What else do you want?" Bob muttered under his breath.

Olga shook her head sadly. "Let's go, Helga. They just don't get it." She got up, pulling Helga along with her.

Shaking away Olga's hand, Helga gave her parents one last look.

What the heck was that? The most pitiful apology I've ever recieved. Were they even sinecre? Or just trying to make me happy so that they could go back to normal just like always?

"Come on, baby sister. We have things to do!" She was back to her cheery deposition, masking the hurt from their parents.

"Criminy, would you give me a minute?"

There's only one person from this house I can trust now...Olga. I just hope she won't let me down.

And with that she followed her sister up the stairs, all her hope and trust (as far as this family goes, that is) with her.

Helga's POV

Never saw that coming, did you? I mean, Criminy, me, and Olga actually working together? A few years ago I would have punched you if you had even suggested that. But now... maybe it won't be that bad.

And that was the final flashback chapter. The real story begins after this!

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