Hey Arnold: I Promise You That

Mother

Author's Note: The song above (Let Love Lead the Way) represents the connection and thoughts between Sarah and Stella.

I wanted to include this song for a long time because I believe it represents the love and beliefs between indidviuals (in this case, it's between a woman - and a girl who has never known Motherly love). But I'll leave the decisions to you guys. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed the story so far. Sorry, it's so long; I have so many ideas at the moment. That's what happens when you become a writer. XD

So, let's see what happens next...

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Sarah was still asleep by the time Phil, Arnold and his parents came back from her flat. She didn't hear all the commotion that was happening in the hallway. Boxes, moving too and fro; all of them had Sarah's stuff. Well, all the stuff they found.

When Arnold came up with the bowl of soup, he gently placed it on the floor before noticing Molly. He figured that she belonged to Sarah. So, he picked the doll up and gently placed her in Sarah's arm. "Sarah", he whispered gently.

Sarah groaned lightly as she opened her eyes. The first thing she noticed was Molly. "What are you doing here?" she asked her friend.

"She missed you", Arnold replied. "Does she have a name?"

"Molly".

As he held her hand, Arnold said hello to Molly with a wide smile. Afterwards, he turned to Sarah. "Soup's ready".

Sarah gently sat up from the bed as Arnold passed the soup to her.

"It's tomato".

"My favourite", Sarah answered happily. She took one sip, but forgot to blow it. "Ouch!"

Arnold laughed. "You might want to blow before you take another sip". His smile then turned into a frown. "Sarah, we saw your flat".

Sarah sighed sadly. "Your the first person to see that. I knew it would come sooner rather than later. The truth that is".

"Sarah, why didn't you tell anybody?"

"I did", she honestly, "but, I told them half the truth. You see, I spoke to Ms Space and Mr Simmons about it. What I told them was that I was having problems at home. I didn't explain the conditions I am living in. I didn't want to cause any hassle".

"Was living in", Arnold corrected her. "Dad decided that you should move in with us. Hence why we have your stuff. We notified the police and told Ms Space".

"But it's Sunday", Sarah explained.

"We saw her passing by when we loaded up the last box".

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you before. I didn't want to hurt anyone".

Arnold placed a hand on her shoulder. "You didn't, but you did hurt yourself. We are not going to let you live like this. You deserve to live in better place. In a different environment".

Sarah didn't say anything; she looked down at her soup and then at Molly. There was a long silence. As she took another sip, Sarah saw Arnold walking back to the boxes. She saw him taking out the picture.

"Is that your Dad?"

"Yes, Arnold. It was".

Arnold sadly walked back to the bed and sat next to Sarah. "You must have been very brave".

"I'm not brave. But I couldn't do it alone. You see, we had a family friend who helped us. Not only to keep Daddy comfortable in the hospital but to help me with social skills and homework. She also taught me about what being a Nurse was like. Plus, she would organise day trips together, even though we didn't have many.