Sorry it took a little while my aunt was in town and I was reluctant to miss out on her time. She lives in washington so I dont get to see her often. Anyways, I hope you like this chapter. As always R&R. I looovvvve reviews btw

The move chapter 5

I didn't know what to do, or how to proceed. How am I supposed to follow up a statement like that? Arnold, the beautiful love of my life, wants to see where our relationship will go. With me! At that thought, I did the only thing that made sense. I fainted.

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And immediately wished I hadn't. The dream that followed was not like my other nightmares. I stood in an empty field of grass, that stretched endlessly for miles in every direction. It would have been a very peaceful place had I not known that this was a nightmare. Suddenly Lila popped out of nowhere. She had a serene yet confident smile on her face. She had her hair soothed down her back in waves, and wore a simple green dress like she wore in the fourth grade. "Lila? What are you doing here?"

"Oh Helga. You know the truth right? I don't have to tell you do I? That would be ever so hard for me." I could hear the falseness in her voice but I was utterly confused.

"Truth about what?"

"Oh dear. I guess I do. Well, Helga, you see. The truth is, that Arnold doesn't truly like you. How could he? All this peppy stuff your trying to pull off is fake and you know it. Your a bitter human being, you hate everybody, and you only think of yourself. Your only putting up a front and he knows it." Her voice got deeper and more menacing as she spoke. I shook, tears streamed down my cheeks. I knew she was lying but I couldn't help but be hurt by her words. "He only pities you. Want's to make you feel better. Wants to get rid of all those negative emotions he knows you feel all the time. In all honesty, I feel bad for him not you. He has to put up with you."

Before she could continue, everything began to fade. And suddenly I was yanked up and enveloped in strong arms. I heard slight muttering and tried to pull away. "Why do you have to faint? Do you know how freaked out I get when you do that?"

I frowned. "Criminy, football head, it's not like I can control it."

I looked up and turned beat red when I noticed how we were sitting. He had his legs under himself, and had me pulled up into his lap. My supported my back with one arm and had the other wrapped around my shoulders. His hair flopped just a little, and the fear in his eyes was dimming slowly, to be replaced by some emotion I wasn't sure I wanted to identify. And then Arnold grinned. No an 'I'm relieved you didn't stay fainted' grin, but a calculating grin. A grin that said 'hmmm. I've got you right where I want you' like an evil villain.

I cleared my throat. "Um, since we covered everything, I think you should go ahead and go home." it sounded a little rude, but I couldn't think of any other way to get myself out of this situation. He simply shook his head.

"I actually think I'm gonna stay like this for a while. I'm very comfortable, you know."

"What?"

He put a thoughtful look on his face, and the grinned. Shifting me, he leaned back so that he sat on the floor against the bed and before I knew it, he forced me to straddle him. I sucked in a sharp breath, and tried to pull away. Not that I didn't like this position very much, but I've never been in this position before now, and I was losing my mind to nerves. It also didn't help that Lila's voice kept popping into my head and muttering pity nonstop. It was actually very annoying. "Now aren't you a little more comfortable Helga?"

"Um, yeah, but it's a little..." How was I supposed to say this? I stayed quiet instead.

"It's a little...what, Helga?" I blushed deeply, but didn't reply. "Close?" I nodded, hiding my face in his shoulder. "Why are you so nervous Helga? We aren't doing anything we both don't want to do. And i'm not gonna force you to do anything you don't want to do." That's what he was worried about?

I sat back, eyes wide in surprise. "You think that's what I'm nervous about? That you'd force me into something? You could never do that. To anyone." He smiled.

"I know Helga, I just get worried is all." I raised an eyebrow. "Well now that we have that covered, I want to try something. A little game I heard of a while ago. I want you to tell me when you begin getting uncomfortable." He thought for a minute. "Actually scratch that. I want you to tel me when you start to not like what I'm doing. Deal?" Oh my word. My breath hitched, and my brain tried to process what exactly he was doing. When had he become so bold? So forward and brave? It was kinda hot, I have to say. With a deep shuttering breath, I nodded.

His grin broadened if that was even possible. "I want you t trust me ok?" I nodded again, a bit confused his time. " Stand up. Now lay face down on the bed." I did so, my heart beating a mile a minute. What was this boy doing? Then I felt pressure on my back, like he was sitting on me.

"Arnold! What are you doing?" I tired to get up but he placed a hand between my shoulder blades gently.

"I asked you to trust me. Do you trust me?"

I sighed. "Of course I do."

"Then relax." To my surprise he simply started to massage my shoulders, working in from right at my neck, down to the slope near my arm. His hands worked the muscles loose, and forced my shoulders to relax, something I hadn't noticed I needed. A groan slipped passed my lips, and I blushed. "Helga, we've all seen how tense you've been since you got here. I can't understand why, at least not right now, but the best I can do for now is to help you relax. I also texted Gerald and he's on his way. I want you two to talk, ok?"

I frowned confused. "Why Gerald?"

His hands made his way down my back, working between my shoulder blades, momentarily distracting me. I let my head sink into the pillow and closed my eyes. "Because, he's not all that close to you. I figured having someone not so close to you as Phoebe or I, tell you the truth, you'd finally believe it."

I guess the logic made sense, but that didn't mean that I had to admit it. I frowned. " I doubt that will work, but when will he be here?"

A throat cleared. "Well, I know I was invited and all, but I'm thinking that I should just leave and give you too love birds some time..." I glanced over as my face turned cherry red.

"Arnold get off."

"Why?" What!?

"Because I said! Get off."

"But your comfortable." He wiggled a bit.

I stifled a gasp, my face was burning. "Arnold your sitting on my butt. Get off please. I appreciate the massage, but Get. Off." Gerald stood in the doorway, leaning against the door frame, stifling laughter. He wasn't doing so well. As soon as Arnold got up, and helped me up I turned to Gerald and crossed my Arms. His laughter died almost instantly, though a sparkle stayed in his eyes.

"So Helga. Did you enjoy Arnolds...ministrations?"

"Gerald..."

He laughed, then his grin died. "Arnold, man, do you mind giving us a few minutes?" Before Arnold left the room, he turned to me a hopeful smile on his face.

"You'll listen to him right?" I nodded, though I wasn't sure it would be that easy. I wouldn't be having nightmares if it was.

He left leaving me alone with Gerald. "A little birdie told me that you still need convincing. Tell me. Why do you have nightmares?" Gerald sat next me on the bed and pulled me to him. I was a bit surprised as Gerald and I, though friends, weren't all that close. Then to make it worse, I began to cry. I wrapped my arms around

"I don't know. Why am I crying? Ugh."

Gerald laughed loudly. "Because your human Helga. It's OK to be human every now and then.

I scowled. "I am human."

"I know. But I also know your Helga G. Pataki and you don't like to show weakness. It's not in your make up. It's not who you are. So for you, crying, asking for help, or even loving someone is a very hard and seemingly wrong thing to do. So changing yourself like you did, a full turn around was probably the single most hardest thing you have ever done in your life. Even harder than keeping your crush on my man, Arnold since preschool." I blushed. How did he know that? And since when has he gotten so deep? And smart? It's weird. "Helga, you need to understand something. On one hand, we respect you. Phoebe, Arnold and I. We envy you, for being able to do something that took so much strength. And honestly, we are not one bit surprised you were able to pull it off. On the other hand we, well I actually. I don't know about those two, but I think you're as dense as Arnold. We know you. You expect now a days, the same treatment you give everyone else. Respect yet brutal honesty. Look at me. I hated you. And made sure you knew it. Do you really think i'd put up with you if I didn't like you? And there's Phoebe. She's your best friend. The sweetest thing on this planet." I smiled. Phoebe was the best. "Do you really think she'd want to hang around you if she truly hated you?" My head fell, hiding the guilt I was beginning to feel. I'd really been selfish these past few days. And oblivious. I'd been stuck in my own nightmares that I forgot to look at reality. He was right. Gerald was a straightforward guy, and Phoebe repelled bad influences like bug spray and mosquitoes. He gripped my chin lightly and made me look at him. I was slightly disgusted with myself when I could almost not make him out through the tears. "We love you Helga. All three of us. It wasn't the same after you left, and we aren't going to let you go again. No matter what. Do you understand?" I nodded. He then pulled me up into his lap and laid his chin on my head. After a few minutes of silence, and me allowing myself this little reprieve from independence, I fell asleep. What felt like only a minute later I barely registered a quiet exchange, and a slight shifting of my body. A familiar warmth wrapped around me, and I settled in deeper. My mind didn't catch a few muttered words other than the fact that something was said before I fell into a deep sleep.

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