The Patakis

Unpleasant night

"Get off me you asshole!" I shouted. Trying to struggle out of his grip.

He pulled me towards an alley and turned me around to face him. He placed his hand on my mouth hushing my screams. Then he used his other hand to place it on my hip. I kept trying to squirm away but I couldn't move. He was inching his hand up my shirt.

His hands were near my bra straps and trying to undo the clasps that kept em in place. No no no! I can't let this happen, I never wanted anyone else but Arnold. I couldn't see his mouth but I could tell that in his eyes he thought it was amusing.

Well if I'm raped I'm definitely not giving him the satisfaction of seeing me cry. Hell no I'm going to do my best to fight back. When he leaned down towards my neck I bit his hand. I bit it so hard to where I tasted blood. I heard him scream yanking his hand away from me. That was when I kicked him in his shin then twice in his groin.

He moaned and just when I was about to run away he grabbed my ankle. making me fall in the the process, I ended up scraping my shin.

"Don't worry I'll forgive you for that Helga. I'll always forgive you..." The attacker said.

That's when I started to sweat and get really nervous. How in the hell did this guy know my name. My heart started to quicken as I felt him move his hand towards my thigh. I screamed but nobody came, I can't believe this is going to happen...

"Hey what the fuck are you doing to Helga?!" I heard someone shout near the alleyway.

"Arnold...?" I whispered.

He stood there in all his glory looking like a prince from a fairytale. My attacker looked up at Arnold and got up slowly. He was walking towards Arnold but stopped when he saw that Arnold had a bat hanging lowly from his hands.

"Get away from Helga and never come back or I'll have to kick your ass!" Arnold growled lowly.

My attacker didn't move an inch and continued to glare at Arnold. Though when Arnold raised his bat up high as if to take a swing. That's when my attacker decided to turn away from Arnold. He was almost gone before he turned to look at me.

"Oh don't worry Helga I'll come back for you and you'll finally be mine..." he then started to chuckle to himself.

"Yeah right fucking creep..." I muttered.

"Hey your okay Helga?" Arnold asked as he knelt down towards me.

"Ye-yeah I'm fine, thanks for asking." I said slowly.

"Helga I'm so glad I decided to go after you! I know you were against it but I couldn't help myself! I'm sorry!" Arnold explained.

I just shook my head and held my hand up for him to stop.

"I'm the one who should be apologizing. all you were trying to do was look out for me, yet I kept being a bitch about it. If you hadn't came then..." I trailed off.

"Helga I hate hearing you say that about yourself. Your far from ever being a bitch." Arnold whispered. His eyes intense.

I began to feel my throat tighten up and I started to shake. I'm not gonna cry, I'm not gonna -.

My thoughts were interrupted when I felt a pair of arms wrap around me. I tried to escape but Arnold just tightened his hold on me. He began to stroke my hair. He didn't say anything, we just sat there in silence while he held me closely.

I could smell his sweet forestry scent, he reminded me of nature. Arnold was so sweet and kind I didn't know how he could put up with me. That's when I felt a tear roll down my cheek. It started slow but as time passed on I began to cry harder. Clutching Arnold's shirt.

Arnold put his head on my forehead and continued to stroke my hair. His finger tips would brush my neck ever so softly. About ten minutes later and my tears started to dry up. I loosened my grip on Arnold's shirt.

"Feeling better?" Arnold smiled.

"Yeah a bit..." I whispered.

"I'm glad..." Arnold said softly.

"You know what's funny Arnold." I said.

"No what?" Arnold asked as he reached down to grab my hand to help me up.

"Is hearing you swear so much towards that creep." I smirked.

Arnold blushed from embarrassment putting a hand on his neck.

"Well the guy had pissed me off , I hate to see my friends hurt. Especially you..." Arnold said as he gripped my hand tighter. I didn't even realize that we were still holding hands. My heart skipped a beat.

Arnold gazed into my eyes. I wanted him to kiss me so bad but I just sat there and stared back. How I would have loved for us to stay like that forever.

"Well I should probably hurry and get you home huh?" Arnold said smiling.

"Yeah let's go Football head." I said walking ahead of him.

He ran up behind me and grabbed my hand. I looked up at him but he didn't say anything. I blushed and tried my best to look annoyed. I heard Arnold laughing quietly.

"And just what the hell is so darn funny." I asked.

"Ah ha ha, aw nothing Helga." Arnold said smiling.

Another 15 minutes later and we were in front of my doorstep.

"So thanks for walking me home. Even though I didn't ask for it." I said.

"Your welcome Helga, I'll see you at school. Bye Helga." Arnold said. He let my hand fall slowly from his grip.

"Yeah bye." I whispered.

I looked at his figure disappearing into the night as I sighed. I could still feel the tingles that rushed through my finger tips. I pulled out my locket and sighed to myself.

Oh Arnold how kind and benevolent you are. Always out there doing your best for people. Putting others first and never taking care of yourself. But I guess you wouldn't be the sweet man I know you to be. I clutched the locket to my chest.

I completely froze when I felt breathing on my neck. The next second my fist connected with someone's nose. I saw Brainy lying in the grass with his glasses broken. Oh my goodness I didn't mean to smack him.

But since I had that terrible encounter with that bastard. I kinda became paranoid. I mean can you blame a girl for being cautious!

"Olga hurry up! We need to talk now!" I heard my dad shout.

"Alright, alright I'm coming! Crimeny." I yelled.

I walked inside leaving Brainy on the grass. Though I did call Eugene to come and pick the little weirdo up. I can be a bitch sometimes. But at least I'm not a heartless one.

I walked in and looked around the house.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Were in the trophy room Helga!" Big Bob yelled.

I walked in and was supprised to see a handsome young man sitting in one of the chairs in my room. He had a piercing in his lower lip and had dark mascara under his eyes. He wore a ripped long black sleeved shirt and had spiky bracelets on his wrists.

Holy Fuck! This guy look as if he walked straight from a bad boys magazine.

"What's up." The guy said. His voice was deep and masculine, my gosh. But he could never compare to my Arnold.

"Hey. So who the heck is this?" I asked my mom.

"Well you tell her B." Miriam said slowly.

"He's a new worker that's going to be staying with us for a while." Big Bob said.

"Wait what?!" I yelled.