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Fifty Shades Of Ugly CHAPTER SEVENTY FOUR
ArcArc raised an eyebrow, skeptical about his supposed transformation, but he couldn't ignore the look of wonder in Penelope's eyes. Her gaze sparkled with excitement, and her smile was infectious.Penelope checked her phone, her eyes scanning the screen before she looked up at Arc. "Sarah's already here. Let's go," she said, her voice bubbling with enthusiasm.They stepped outside into the bright sunlight, and Arc's eyes landed on Sarah's beaten, red car parked by the curb. The vibrant color seemed to match Sarah's lively personality, and Arc couldn't help but smile.As they slid into the car, Penelope claiming the passenger seat, Arc's mind began to wander. Sarah and Penelope chatted back and forth, their conversation flowing easily, but Arc was barely paying attention. His thoughts had already drifted to Chelsea, and he found himself wondering what she would say when he saw him. Would he be surprised? Would he be impressed?As the car glided through the streets, Arc's
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ArcAs the group left, Arc moved to sit on the blanket, his eyes scanning the beautifully arranged picnic scene. The attention to detail was impressive, with delicate sandwiches, colorful fruit, and an assortment of sweet treats laid out on a vibrant blanket. The whole setup was a testament to the group's thoughtfulness and effort.As the minutes ticked by, anticipation and nervousness swirled inside Arc like a restless storm. He waited patiently, his eyes scanning the horizon for any sign of Chelsea's arrival. The warm sun beat down on him, casting a golden glow over the deserted beach. The sound of the waves gently lapping at the shore created a soothing melody that seemed to stretch out the minutes into an eternity.Arc checked his watch for what felt like the hundredth time, the slow movement of the hands a stark reminder that time was passing, yet Chelsea was nowhere to be seen. He fidgeted with the hem of his pants, his fingers drumming out a staccato beat on the fabric.As the h
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ChelseaChelsea's resentment towards his parents began when he was just six years old. Their presence in his life was always a source of discomfort. Despite their wealth, they barely had time for him, yet they would splurge thousands of dollars on extravagant parties and events.One particular memory stood out in Chelsea's mind. His mother had organized a fundraiser for an orphanage, but only after being dared by a friend. The event had been more of a lavish spectacle, where the wealthy elite could flaunt their assets in a bidding war. Nevertheless, the fundraiser had raised nearly half a million dollars, and the children had left with beaming smiles after their singing performance, likely dreaming of new clothes, shoes, and warm meals. Chelsea had yearned to join them, captivated by the joy radiating from their faces. It was probably the only genuinely good thing his mother had ever done, however unintentionally.At 12 years old, Chelsea's anger and resentment had boile
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Arc The words echoed in his mind like a haunting mantra: "We don't match at all, in any way. He was never important." The phrases cut deep, stirring up emotions he thought he'd long buried. Arc was never important, he reminded himself, the pain of that realization stinging like an open wound. Just as the turmoil within him reached a boiling point, the sky unleashed its fury. A gust of wind swept in, followed by a scattering of raindrops that quickly intensified into a relentless downpour. The rain lashed down, merciless and unforgiving, mirroring the anguish that ravaged Arc's heart. In no time, he was soaked to the bone, the deluge a fitting accompaniment to his turmoil. Memories came flooding back, transporting Arc to the night Chelsea had appeared on his doorstep, drenched and distraught. The rain had pounded against the roof, a cacophony of sound that had mirrored the turmoil within Arc. They had surrendered to their desires, their bodies merging as the storm raged on
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ArcA sharp knock at the door jolted Arc awake. His instincts kicked in, and he felt a twinge in his neck as he rose from the couch. Grogginess clouded his senses, a lingering reminder of the restless night he'd spent. The knock sounded again, louder and more insistent than before. Arc rubbed his forehead, trying to shake off the haze. His heart skipped a beat as he approached the door, a spark of expectation flickering to life. Could it be...? He slowly turned the handle and opened the door, but his hopes were quickly dashed. Instead of the familiar blonde hair and brown eyes he'd been longing to see, he was faced with a completely unexpected visitor.She stood short, her dark skin a striking contrast to her crisp, white blouse. Her expression was stern, her eyes narrowed slightly behind a pair of sleek, black glasses.Arc's eyes widened as he struggled to recall her name, but her face was unmistakable - she was the woman who had witnessed him and Chelsea sign
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ChelseaChelsea hadn't even had a full day to settle into his expansive mansion before the chaos began. An interview with Horbes, the notorious critic, had been scheduled for that very afternoon, and Chelsea's assigned team had been buzzing around him, prepping him for the grueling questioning that was sure to come.His phone had been blowing up with notifications from old acquaintances, all of whom seemed to have miraculously remembered his existence now that he was back in the spotlight. They were all clamoring for his attention, asking about endorsement deals and collaborations, and Chelsea hadn't had the time or energy to respond to any of them. It was ironic, really - these were the same people who had ignored him when his fans had turned on him, and now they were crawling out of the woodwork to ride his coattails.Despite the whirlwind of activity surrounding him, Chelsea couldn't shake the feeling of emptiness that had been growing inside him. He missed Tho
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ChelseaChelsea's friends had already made themselves at home, settling into the plush couches in his spacious parlour. Porsha lounged on the armchair, her long legs stretched out before her, while Kyle and Bebe sprawled on the couch, their drinks balanced precariously on the coffee table.Porsha leaned in, a sly grin spreading across her face. "So, Chelsea, how's your little friend Arc doing?" she asked, her tone dripping with condescension. Kyle and Bebe exchanged a knowing glance, their eyes gleaming with amusement.Chelsea shrugged. "I wouldn't know." He didn't want to show them he cared to know."He sure is a weird guy." Porsha said.He shrugged again, attempting to appear nonchalant. "Arc doesn't have the most exquisite dress taste," he said, trying to downplay the topic. "But he's alright."Porsha raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips. "He clearly doesn't," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. Kyle and Bebe giggled, their eyes sparkling with amu
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ChelseaHe watched his ex friends walk out the door, the sound of their laughter and chatter fading into the distance. But instead of feeling a pang of sadness or loss, he felt a wave of relief wash over him. The tension and drama that had been building up all evening seemed to dissipate, leaving him feeling lighter, freer.He looked around the room, taking in the scattered remnants of their gathering. The drinks that still lay on the table seemed to mock him, a reminder of the evening's failed festivities. He sighed, feeling a mixture of exhaustion and frustration. Why did things always have to end with drama in his life?Just as he got up to head back to his room, leaving the drinks for the cleaning lady to take care of, his phone rang, shrill and insistent. He picked it up without looking at the caller ID. "Chelsea here," he said, his voice firm and expectant.There was a pause on the other end of the line, and for a moment, Chelsea's heart skipped a beat. Could
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ArcArc stepped out of the hospital, and the cool air hit him like a slap in the face. He felt a rush of emotions: relief from escaping the hospital's sterile smell and the suffocating white walls, annoyance at the doctor's presumptions and Chelsea's sudden reappearance.But Chelsea... Arc's mind snagged on the thought of him. He didn't know what he felt about Chelsea. Maybe he knew, but he didn't want to acknowledge the spark of happiness that had flared to life when he saw Chelsea standing in his hospital room. Arc tried to squelch it down, to bury it beneath a layer of anger and hurt.He didn't trust Chelsea. He didn't know why Chelsea was really back, and he wasn't going to let his guard down again. But despite his best efforts, memories came flooding back: the pain, the heartache, the longing. Arc's chest constricted, and his left leg wobbled beneath him. He stumbled, catching himself on a nearby car.As he leaned against the cool metal, Arc felt a wave of fear w
Fifty Shades Of Ugly CHAPTER EIGHTY SIX: All hands on deck!
ChelseaArc drifted in and out of consciousness, his mind foggy and his body weak. Chelsea sat beside him, holding his hand and whispering words of encouragement. The doctor came in regularly, checking Arc's vitals and reassuring Chelsea that he was on the mend."He's doing well, considering," the doctor said, smiling kindly at Chelsea. "The fever's broken, and his infection is responding to the antibiotics. He just needs rest and time to recover."Chelsea nodded, feeling a wave of relief wash over him. He glanced at Arc, who was stirring again, his eyes fluttering open.The doctor smiled. "He's going to be okay. And I think having you here is helping him. When he's deep in sleep, he always reaches for you. It's quite remarkable."Chelsea's heart swelled with emotion. He was grateful to be able to be there for Arc, to provide comfort and support during this difficult time.Just then, a commotion erupted outside the hospital room. The band of grandmothers and book club membe
Fifty Shades Of Ugly CHAPTER EIGHTY SIX: Right here
ChelseaChelsea's gaze lingered on Arc's fragile form, stretched out on the hospital bed like a broken doll. The steady beep of the machine was a harsh reminder that Arc's life hung in the balance. Chelsea's mind reeled with regret and self-recrimination. Why had he left him? Why had he abandoned him when he needed them most? The weight of his mistake threatened to crush them.As he stood there, frozen in anguish, the door burst open and Penelope stormed in. Her hazel-brown eyes blazed with fury, and her brown hair was disheveled, as if she'd rushed out of the house without bothering to brush it. Her glasses were knocked askew, sitting crookedly on her nose, and her rumpled clothes suggested she'd thrown them on in a hurry. Beside her, a girl with a worried expression tried to calm her down, placing a restraining hand on Penelope's arm.But Penelope shook her off, her eyes fixed on Chelsea. "What are you doing here?" she demanded, her voice like a whip.Chelsea open
Fifty Shades Of Ugly CHAPTER EIGHTY FOUR: Isolation
ArcLoneliness shrouded Arc like a damp chill, seeping into his bones and echoing through the empty spaces of his room. He felt like a ghost, invisible and unwanted, a faint outline of a person slowly fading away. In the darkness, his thoughts unraveled, tangled threads of rejection and abandonment that seemed to tighten around his heart. His chest heaved with shallow breaths, his skin slick with sweat, as the weight of Chelsea's departure, and his sister's absence crushed him beneath its unyielding heaviness. His eyes, sunken and haunted, stared blankly at the ceiling as the shadows conjured echoes of his momma, her whispered absence a painful reminder of abandonment and rejection. His momma's presence, a whispered promise of love and comfort, hovered at the edge of his consciousness, a bittersweet reminder of all he had never known. Arc's gaze drifted upward, and his momma's face hovered above him, her wild auburn hair a tangled halo, her brown eyes almost hazel in the dim light.
Fifty Shades Of Ugly CHAPTER EIGHTY THREE: Oooooooohhh
ChelseaChelsea's response was immediate and icy. "Don't talk to me."He tried to walk away, but Kevin grabbed his arm, holding him in place. Chelsea shot him a glare, his eyes narrowing in warning. Kevin raised his hand in a non-threatening gesture, his expression conciliatory. "I just wanna talk."Chelsea's phone buzzed in his pocket, and he pulled it out to see a message from Lily: "Need some help?" He glanced over at her, then typed back, "No. I'll handle it."Chelsea put his phone away and folded his arms, his eyes never leaving Kevin's face. "Who are you texting?" Kevin asked, his tone light and curious.Chelsea's response was sharp and cutting. "Someone who doesn't have to resort to manipulating others to feel relevant." Kevin's grin faltered, and for a moment, Chelsea saw a flicker of annoyance in his eyes."Ouch, I guess I deserve that for dumping you the way I did," Kevin said, his voice laced with a hint of remorse. Chelsea felt a surge of anger and frustrati
Fifty Shades Of Ugly CHAPTER EIGHTY TWO: MMAs
ChelseaThe sun had set over the city, casting a warm orange glow over the crowded streets. The air was electric with excitement as celebrities, influencers, and industry insiders gathered for the highly anticipated MMAs – the Majesty Movie Awards.Chelsea stepped out of the limousine and onto the red carpet, his eyes scanning the sea of flashing cameras and screaming fans. The sound of paparazzi shouting his name and the constant click-click-click of cameras was almost deafening.Lily, who had helped him get ready for the event, gave him a final once-over before nudging him forward. "Go, Chelsea. Get them."Chelsea took a deep breath, pasted on a dazzling smile, and began his walk down the red carpet. The crowd erupted into cheers and applause as he posed for photos, waving to his fans and chatting with the occasional reporter.To his left, a giant LED screen displayed the MMA logo – a stylized, cursive "M" made up of tiny, shimmering stars. The screen flickered and changed, sh
Fifty Shades Of Ugly CHAPTER EIGHTY ONE
ChelseaHe watched his ex friends walk out the door, the sound of their laughter and chatter fading into the distance. But instead of feeling a pang of sadness or loss, he felt a wave of relief wash over him. The tension and drama that had been building up all evening seemed to dissipate, leaving him feeling lighter, freer.He looked around the room, taking in the scattered remnants of their gathering. The drinks that still lay on the table seemed to mock him, a reminder of the evening's failed festivities. He sighed, feeling a mixture of exhaustion and frustration. Why did things always have to end with drama in his life?Just as he got up to head back to his room, leaving the drinks for the cleaning lady to take care of, his phone rang, shrill and insistent. He picked it up without looking at the caller ID. "Chelsea here," he said, his voice firm and expectant.There was a pause on the other end of the line, and for a moment, Chelsea's heart skipped a beat. Could
Fifty Shades Of Ugly CHAPTER EIGHTY
ChelseaChelsea's friends had already made themselves at home, settling into the plush couches in his spacious parlour. Porsha lounged on the armchair, her long legs stretched out before her, while Kyle and Bebe sprawled on the couch, their drinks balanced precariously on the coffee table.Porsha leaned in, a sly grin spreading across her face. "So, Chelsea, how's your little friend Arc doing?" she asked, her tone dripping with condescension. Kyle and Bebe exchanged a knowing glance, their eyes gleaming with amusement.Chelsea shrugged. "I wouldn't know." He didn't want to show them he cared to know."He sure is a weird guy." Porsha said.He shrugged again, attempting to appear nonchalant. "Arc doesn't have the most exquisite dress taste," he said, trying to downplay the topic. "But he's alright."Porsha raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips. "He clearly doesn't," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. Kyle and Bebe giggled, their eyes sparkling with amu
Fifty Shades Of Ugly CHAPTER SEVENTY NINE
ChelseaChelsea hadn't even had a full day to settle into his expansive mansion before the chaos began. An interview with Horbes, the notorious critic, had been scheduled for that very afternoon, and Chelsea's assigned team had been buzzing around him, prepping him for the grueling questioning that was sure to come.His phone had been blowing up with notifications from old acquaintances, all of whom seemed to have miraculously remembered his existence now that he was back in the spotlight. They were all clamoring for his attention, asking about endorsement deals and collaborations, and Chelsea hadn't had the time or energy to respond to any of them. It was ironic, really - these were the same people who had ignored him when his fans had turned on him, and now they were crawling out of the woodwork to ride his coattails.Despite the whirlwind of activity surrounding him, Chelsea couldn't shake the feeling of emptiness that had been growing inside him. He missed Tho
