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Fifty Shades Of Ugly CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Arc Hendersonville Street was a lovely juncture between the rift raft side of town he lived in and the fixer upper part of Thorne. It was a rural place where the nicer folks dwelled in and where the older people chose to spend the remainder of their days in quiet solitude. It was also where Sarah's ping pong club was situated. The building wasn't hard to find, since it was the only building that wasn't made of brick and was probably costlier too. Like the other houses, it had a nice lawn in front, and a driveway that led to a garage. He'd managed to persuade Bill in letting him take the afternoon off, on the condition that he'd work overtime when he signs in for the night. He pictured Penelope in his mind as he entered the building and saw a nice looking woman at the front desk. The receptionist he was sure. He walked up to her, not caring as she gasped when she looked up from her monitor. The smile she'd been wearing wore
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Chelsea He should've have taken a selfie with him. That came to his realization after sulking for about three hours on his bed, the bloody Mary stained pillow in his arms, and a glass of lime juice on the bedside drawer. The glass was filled, almost to the brim which was as a result of his pent up frustration after the meeting with Arc. Archer. He groaned out. He'd been so annoyed for reasons he couldn't think off. But he'd hated being ignored. Like he wasn't noticeable in the supreme eyes of Archer Blackwood. Like he didn't exist around him when it wasn't the same for Chelsea. Arc's presence overwhelmed and he didn't understand why. He was as tall as a tree when exaggerated a little, and he had a quiet ambience around him that unsettled Chelsea. And he had limited time since he'd blurted out that he was doing a live session with Arc and the week was almost over. Talk about hashtag epic fail. His stomach churned at the thought of losing the
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Arc "Hey man." Arc looked up to see Sarge's short bearded face peering at him through a window. He was bent over Lucie, the most tenacious porcine he had ever been thrust upon. She was a four hundred pounds sow of obstinacy and mischievousness. And she refused to move from her spot on the bedding area, laying comfortably like she would rather not be anywhere else. Pig's feces was littered almost everywhere and he needed her out for it to be cleaned out. "Having a little trouble there ain't you?" "It's fine." He grumbled out. He would poke her with a muck fork if he had to. He grabbed a rake and dragged it through the hay. Lucie didn't budge. "Okay." He forced out a cough and scratched his chin. "I, erm, saw that pic of yours on the internet." Arc paused. "What?" "My little sis couldn't stop yapping about it so I took a look at it out of curiosity. I'm sorry man." "Why are you apologizing?" "What?" "Nevermind." "Oh, just thought I should let you know that you and
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Chelsea "Are you in pain Archie?" He didn't realize the question until he'd read it aloud. It was gone before he could check who it'd been. He swerved to Arc and watched him closely. He had that closed off look on his face again. His lips were pressed tightly together and his eyes refused to meet Chelsea's. Why wasn't he looking at him. If there was one thing Chelsea was terrible at, it was reading people. Was Arc uncomfortable or was he just behaving grumpily as he usually did? Did he not like being close to Chelsea? Suddenly, he remembered when Arc had refused to touch him during the meeting they had with Lily, preferring to put the pen on the desk instead. He decided not be irrational. He always jumped into conclusions with the worse ideas possible. It was that known trait of his that'd brought about the dilemma he was presently facing, upon himself. "Are you not okay?" His attention was no longer on the comments. He rested his le
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Arc Yes, Arc was an idiot. A big one. "This is so amazing, we're all here again. I'm glad to see y'all." The black woman named named Kaitlyn asserted. "Well..." Her eyes glided down from the tip of Grey's head to the wheels of his chair. "Except for no-legs over there." "I'm glad to see you too Miss Kaitlyn." Brandon commented, a wide grin on his face. Arc didn't know alot of jocks but Brandon fit the stereotype with his messy blonde hair, tank top and what looked to be excessively tight shorts. "Oh this boy. You sure know how to make a lady swoon. I'm no Miss, boyo. Just call me Kaitlyn." She smiled widely. "I'll have you know that I'm the loving mother to two beautiful kids and the wife to a lovely woman." Brandon's jaw dropped. "Whoa." "Great, another fucking homosexual." Grey uttered, flinging his hands in the air. "Wouldn't surprise me to know that Bozo sucks wood too." "Why the hell are you here then i
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Chelsea It was a beautiful sunny Sunday, with birds chirping in the air and the greenery of the grass, a picturesque harmony that merged together with a droopy grove of crabapples, thereby proposing a peaceful cooperation that brought out the loveliness of the park. He'd needed the intake of fresh open air that now came freely to him. And he was bored. He couldn't help but still be mad at Arc for lashing out on him the way he did the day before. He hadn't done anything to infuriate him. He couldn't understand why Arc had gotten annoyed. He'd been neutral enough before and during when they'd both gone live. He should probably get used to Arc's broody personality if they were going to hit it off with the pretense. He shouldn't care when he's gotten almost half his followers back. This was really going to work. He couldn't be more thrilled that he'd decided to go along with Lily's plan. She kept saying she had something bigger coming up that'll be an enormous boost t
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Arc Arc winced at the sharp bite of pain that went through his right leg. Damnit! He'd gotten half his cut for barely doing meager work as Bill had put it. He'd had to take up Sarge's offer to be driven home. "Why don't you take it easy for a few days man? See a physical therapist or something." Sarge had told him after pulling up by the curb. Arc had just nodded and alighted from the car, limping slowly as he moved towards his front door. He couldn't afford to take it easy for a few days. They were almost out of groceries and the water bill was overdue. "Need any help?!" Arc had heard him shout out. He'd pretended not to hear and thankfully, he'd heard the car drive away. He'd managed to open the door with shaky hands as the pain seemed to transfer to every cell in his body. He slowly slid down the ratty couch. As he sat on the couch, a wave of pain washed over him and he bit his tongue to stifle a cry. He slowly lifted his right leg on the couch and let it sp
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Chelsea Chelsea desperately needed a hobby. He was beyond the trepid of his sanity and boredom made him go offbeat. It'd made him encounter a troupe of senile characteristic ladies the day before. It'd presently brought him to Arc's doorstep. He exhaled slowly, his breath escaping in a soft hiss. Lily has gone AWOL with the Big Bang of a plan she wouldn't give him a hint of. Besides that, her idea of being pretend friends with Arc was on a roll. Even annihilatorAK47 had backed down and showed little to no presence in his comment sections. He would very much like to know what other strategy she had planned but she'd waved her hand dismissively, saying he should just keep doing whatever he'd been doing with Arc. Posting more pictures of the two of them having fun together or going live streaming as many times as they can to give people something to chew on and leave them hungry for more. She was busy keeping a steady trail on his 'engagers' and following the responses of
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Fifty Shades Of Ugly CHAPTER EIGHTY TWO: MMAs
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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 it
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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
Fifty Shades Of Ugly CHAPTER SEVENTY NINE
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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
Fifty Shades Of Ugly CHAPTER SEVENTY SEVEN
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
Fifty Shades Of Ugly CHAPTER SEVENTY SIX: Love Nana
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
