To one of the Guest's that left a review, they haven't had sex, they have done some slight touching but not in their private areas. I know I made it clear, and I'm sorry if no one caught this because it might be my fault there entirely, but they don't want to risk pregnancy right now. They want to wait to get it on till way after graduation. But hey some honest petting here and there might not be a bad thing till then so I'll slip it in from here on out between Arnold and Helga.
The stats right now is this on who has had sex right now: Harold & Patty, Rhonda & Curly
The ones feeling up one another is: Gerald & Phoebe. Arnold and Helga will soon follow.
The mystery people will soon be revealed. Remember there is a whole gang here who could be involved. Also if I forget something and you ask me, I'll do my best to answer you. :) Thanks for the reviews.
Waking up she found his hand resting on her breast it was a very new feeling indeed since they still haven't ventured to this part of their relationship. Sure their torso's meeting as they kissed was normal to her and already felt exhilarating, but this was far different to the point she wouldn't mind waking up with this extra. It felt really nice even when his hand moved a little. Letting out a shuddering breath in her excitement, Helga examined his sleeping form with a smile on her face. Seeing the ring on her finger she let out a tiny sound just swooning at the many thoughts.
Arnold opened his eyes a bit to look at her smiling. He saw her hand was raised so she must be looking at the ring right now. Smiling warmly at that he soon felt his cheeks heat up when he found where his hand was resting. She obviously wasn't offended by the bold move his hand decided to make. She did look pleased even when he did an experimental slight squeeze letting out a tiny sound of approval.
"Morning Swan." Raising his head a little he didn't let go of her chest as he kissed her lightly.
Glad he wasn't removing his hand, Helga kissed him back enjoying how his finger decided to tease her. "Morning. You enjoying yourself?"
Loving how seductive she sounded and also a bit bad, Arnold's only healthy recourse was to deepen their kiss as he continued to touch her. Rolling her on her back, Arnold covered her as their kisses became more heated. Her arms were around his shoulders as one moved up to tangle in his hair and the other moved down the length of him only stopping when she couldn't reach any further. Arnold roamed his hands up her sides feeling how her tank was rising up as his hands went to touch her.
"Arnold..." Her voice was very hazy loving how perfect this felt.
Lowering himself down, Arnold kissed her bare stomach while being very tempted in removing her tank top, but felt that was too much as he went back up to kiss her lips again only to be interrupted by a knock at the door. Cursing inside his head, Arnold raised himself up to see he wasn't exactly decent down below.
"I can't answer it like this." He mumbled out.
Straightening up her shirt and throwing his discarded shirt from last night over her, Helga went to get the door. "Morning Gertie."
"Morning Eleanor. There is someone downstairs to see you. Your sister."
Helga's feet felt weighed down as she groaned in annoyance. "Greeeeaaatt. Thanks, Gertie. I'll be down as soon as I kill myself."
Still sitting on his bed, Arnold looked at her with wide eyes. "Will you be ok to see her right now?"
Coming over she kissed him. "I'm not ready for this and right now I'll just see what she wants." Turning away she immediately left to head downstairs to head into the living room where Olga waited, just to bring her in for a rib crushing squeeze till Helga stopped her. "Hi and what are you doing here?" Her tone was unmistakable as she welcomed her very coldly.
"Oh, Baby sister, I just wanted to wish you a Happy Birthday." Olga whined. "Can't I do that?"
Helga couldn't believe her. Why was she so dense? "My birthday was yesterday and I'm still not ready to see you. I never invited you over, but as usual you never listen to my wishes. Hell, you never listened to me at all my entire life."
Olga tried to approach but was halted by Helga's hand whipping out to stop her. "But..."
"But what? You never believed us. Never! Mom is lying in a grave because you never believed us, and just when I thought I got something through to you, I get beaten up after mom's funeral, and you acted like I still was lying. I heard your testimony, Olga. You still thought we were making this up. Do you think that we were making up those pictures of my bruises and cuts still? You saw the evidence. Saw the video, and yet you still didn't believe me." Helga had a feeling that all the boarders were now listening in on this.
Tears started to drop along with her mascara. "We still could of been a family. Daddy is in jail because of this, and I'm sorry but, I still don't believe it."
Helga had a feeling she turned completely red in her furious state as she approached Olga. "There you go again. Of course you couldn't believe it because he would never beat his precious, Olga up. You never loved us, just Bob. Yes, I call him by his name since he wasn't a real parent. Real parents never treat their children in that way. A real person would never beat and rape his wife. God, Olga I feel sorry for how truly dense you are. You are incredibly pathetic."
"But I don't understand why he would do that when he was always so kind when I was around." Olga, just sounded pathetically stupid right now. A grown woman still sounding like a child was just sickening.
"HE BLAMED ME BECAUSE I WASN'T THE BOY HE WANTED, OLGA! He neglected me. Hit me. Hell that bastard wanted me to sleep with a business associate and I was 14 at the time. 14! He told me how much he enjoyed me writhing around in pain." Helga had a feeling she woke up another continent right now with how she was raising her voice. "You know how happy I am that he got what he deserved? I am incredibly happy because now I know what it feels like to be in a real family. To have real friends that love me and support me. I'm so happy that I wish mom was here to see it. She gave me this gift at a price unfortunately." A thought came to her mind. "Mom had cancer, did you know this?"
"Yes. Daddy told me and I believed she could of gotten over it too."
This tore, Helga's sanity apart as she started to hiss out before ending her sentence with a bang. "You mean to tell me you knew this entire time, and you agreed to this? You contributed to her death, you know. Perhaps even with treatment she wouldn't of been helped, but still it was something to try. You helped MURDER OUR MOTHER!"
Feeling punched in the gut, Olga started to speak. "Helga, I..."
Wrapping a protective arm around Helga, Arnold issued a stern glare over to Olga. "It's time you leave here. You are not welcomed in this house."
Olga withered under his gaze as the tears kept flowing down. She studied him and how he held her. Studied her sister to find nothing, but pain and betrayal, written all over her. Focusing on, Helga's hand she spotted the ring. Silently she moved past them to find so many people standing there giving either glares or disappointment in their eyes. This was a different type of walk of shame she has experienced, as she left the boarding house.
Hearing the door close, Arnold moved to look at her face to register that she didn't wish to speak right now as he wrapped her up in his arms. "My sweet Helga."
Just three little of the sweetest words from him accompanied by his arms around her brought, Helga to tears again as the pain felt renewed from, Olga. She was so grateful that Arnold came in when he did. Grateful that he will be with her through thick and thin.
"Can we go to get some gardening supplies so you can come with me to visit my mother?" Helga whispered out her request.
"Certainly. What do you want to do?"
"Plant a flower garden for her so she can always have fresh flowers."
Arnold smiled at her request seeing his parents come in. "That is a brilliant idea, Helga. She'd love that."
"We'd like to help." Miles told her gently.
Turning her head to look at Stella and Miles, Helga smiled. "Thank you." Just as the words came out she broke down aware that not only, Arnold was holding her, but his parents as well. Miriam would of loved this family too.
After fixing up her mother's grave they all went to a Mexican place to get some lunch. Helga was curious on what, Stella and Miles were talking about while they stood alone at her mother's sight, but left it in the air wondering if they'll bring it up themselves. Instead Stella leaned forward with an impish smile on her face. It made Helga smile at her as she silently thought about, Phoebe being the only one to pull off that smile effectively.
"So, Helga..." Taking her left hand in hers she moved her fingers gently across the band as Stella looked into her eyes. "How did my son officially propose?"
Miles smirked at his son as he took a teasing tone to his voice. "Yes, tell us to see if, Arnold is really a chip off the old block, or we'll have to teach him to really do it right."
"Dad.." Arnold admonished.
Helga giggled while leaning her head against, Arnold's shoulder. "I'm still so surprised you are both so cool about this since we haven't been together for that long."
Stella still had her hand in hers. "Sweetie, normally we would have questions about this if it was anyone else, but with you we already see you as part of the family. We trust you completely and love you." Clearing her throat, she also said, "We even told your mother that she should be proud of you, and we are happy to welcome you into our family."
Biting the inside of her mouth to prevent herself from crying in public, Helga could only smile happily to them.
"Hmm I guess you have to tell us, son." Miles told, Arnold wishing to spare, Helga from more waterworks.
So Arnold relayed what exactly he said to Helga leading up to the engagement before ending it saying this; "Thing I didn't tell her was those three stones on her finger represent the age that we actually met."
Looking at her ring, Helga's eyes blinked as she became very speechless. This ring was screaming out more and more on how much he loves her.
Hearing what she was saying in silence, Arnold gently turned her face to him. "I may of been 3 but I recognized a very cute girl when I saw one." Kissing the tip of her nose gently. "You were my first crush even in my confusion on how come you turned the way you did during lunch, but now that I understand it is just water under the bridge."
"Yeah but you don't have poems filled of nothing but you like I do. I really took it to another realm." Helga lamented.
"Well of course not, because I would look like a narcissist, or something, writing poems about myself. What will I write? I love the feel of my Football Headedness in its fullest glory. I love how I can look like the beginnings of a sunrise with my head coming up behind a wall where my tufts of hair can mimic sun rays."
Helga started to laugh. "I like the sunrise part."
"Blame me since he got my head shape." Stella informed her. "He was fun to push out."
"Helga, you may have a kid in the future with this head shape so be prepared." Miles warned playfully.
Arnold was completely red faced now as Helga started to laugh, and whisper something in his ear making his neck match his cheeks color. "Helga!"
"What?! I'm just curious is all." Helga tried to act chagrined but failed miserably. "Oh if Gerald was here I'd love to see his face when I asked that question."
"He'd stop being my friend is what." Arnold was so happy his parents didn't ask what she said.
"It might make Gerald jealous or it might not." Helga was glad that his parents didn't bother to ask either.
As they were chatting, Arnold felt his phone vibrating, and seeing who it was from he excused himself to take the call. Outside his eyebrows furrowed. "So he made bail? Why would they bail him out after what he's done?" Angry and even worried he needed to ask Frank, "So how much more are they going to push back the court case?" Tapping the ground with his foot, he growled. "Are you serious? How much more assault can he do till he actually kills someone? The doctors said I was lucky, but I could of died."
Watching Arnold's agitated state from her viewpoint, she knew it wasn't good news since he didn't bother to put a happy exterior on him, when he came back in to sit down. "Arnold?"
"That was Frank. Ludwig made bail. Not the rest of his cronies, just him." Slumping in his chair he grunted out. "They also pushed the court case to August."
"What the fuck?! This is an outrage!"
Arnold looked over at his mother, her face completely contorted in anger. "I guess someone has to die before they find him a considerable threat. Both my words and Frank's." Glances over to Helga seeing how she turned into a statue he reached for her hand so he can hold it. "Glad he's at least helping out."
Helga remained in silence till they reached his bedroom and she plopped on his couch. "I don't want anything happening to you or anyone else."
"I know so this means we have to stay on our toes much more heavily." Arnold recommended as he crouched down in front of her. "Sweetie we all stick together and hope for the best."
"Glad Bob never met Ludwig because I know Ludwig wouldn't of backed off on wanting to marry me. Ugh! Ludwig is the son, Bob never had since they are so alike, except I know he never laid a hurtful hand on any girl."
"I do know karate. I fought, but they overpowered me. Do you think Wolfgang could keep his ears peeled just in case?"
She shrugged. "Probably and who knows. I know he likes to visit the bookstore to chat with me."
Getting up, Arnold almost smirked. "That's because he still likes you a lot."
"I hope you never get jealous of him since there isn't a need to be." Standing up, Helga hugged him. "Can we go back to bed and start back where we left off this morning?"
Arnold's pulse raced at that memory as he decided to lay her on the couch to kiss her as their bodies molded together. Let them go back to this morning to continue that bliss.
There's that feeling up session now, LaDawn hehehe. Also Olga is an annoying idiot.