You're Making Things Up Again Arnold Novels & Stories

Normal. The music was loud enough to hide everything else. Arnold chuckled. “Do you know any other insults? You’ve been repeating that one.” I glared at him again. He didn’t care. If anything, he looked entertained. “Stop making that face,” he added. “You don’t want him to see that.” My chest tightened. “See what?” “How miserable you are.” The words were blunt. Too blunt. “Show him you don’t care,” Arnold continued. “Let him see what he lost.”

Kara’s succinct reply made me nod absentmindedly. “I see,” I murmured to myself, sparing a glance at the floor length mirror to check my reflection, while simultaneously reaching for the comb at the top of my dresser blindly. “Thank you Kara,” I dismissed her with a short nod, which she understood at once. While I ran the comb through my damp hair, I let out a long breath, tutting under my breath. “What the fuck are you up to, Arnold?” I asked out loud in the empty and quiet room. What was Arnold having up his sleeve again?

“What’s happening?” Arnold sighed, looking away. I fistbumped his arm. “Don’t act like a princess. Tell me what happened?” I faced Adrian who wore a frown. “What’s wrong with you two?” “My recent chick broke up with me,” Arnold muttered. I nodded my head and shrugged. It wasn’t a big deal then. “This happens at least twice or thrice every week, Arnold you have broken up with so many girls and got even more, so what’s the problem this time?”

he said, standing up and scratching his neck. I rushed to him, “Dr Arnold, are you okay?” At that moment, Red chuckled, her eyes shining with happiness. I suddenly realized what had happened. I let go of his hand and moved away slowly. “What…is.. happening…. to me Red? Call the doctor…..!!” Dr Arnold screamed as he fell on his knees. “Never underestimate me Arnold!!” Red said, laughing her heart out. “Ha…ha..haaaa.” “What..did..you..do?” He stuttered, as tears were dripping from his eyes.

“Once Loraine is out of the way, I’ll finally have the Alphas all to myself. They won’t have a choice but to follow my lead.” “Just stick to the plan,” Arnold’s voice replied. “Play the victim, and I’ll make sure the court does the rest.” The recording ended, and the room was so silent you could hear a pin drop. Mabel’s face was a mask of horror, her mouth opening and closing as she searched for words. Arnold looked like he might explode. “This… this is fabricated!” he shouted, his voice desperate. “It’s a trick!”

Every day, she wore heavy makeup at home, and as soon as night fell, she would go out clubbing with her good-for-nothing friends. When Jacob saw me arrive, he excitedly turned on the TV, which was broadcasting the moment of the lottery draw. Jacob held his lottery ticket and checked the numbers one by one, terrified of missing a single thing. When he realized the numbers didn't match, he froze in place. "How is this possible? How? I was sure it was today!" he mumbled. His face went white, and his lips trembled. After he returned to his senses, he yelled at Quinn, "This isn't right! This isn't the jackpot number! Quinn, what's going on?"

Arabella grabbed hold of an apple which was in front of her and threw it at Bradley. “As expected,” Bradley said as he caught it. He then took a piece out of the apple just to annoy her further. “Hmm, tasty.” “One of these days, I’m going to rip out your vocal cords,” Arabella sneered. “Then am I going to be able to talk?” Bradley asked innocently. Arabella put her hand over her forehead and closed her eyes to get herself to calm down. Why the hell did he have to return at this particular time in her life.

“Yeah he did. Punch straight to the face. I went down. But that is not the point. Can you delete the parts with me dragging him in?” Arnold sighed but he was still laughing a little. “I can try. The angle is bad anyway. His face never shows clear. But the timing is obvious. People will know something happened. Your scent is probably all over the place too.” “I know. Just do what you can. I cannot have this get out. Sponsors. Team. Everything.” “You are screwed a little bit my friend. But okay. Deleting what I can. Next time take your meds huh?” Arnold said. “And tell me more. Was he good? Because you sound wrecked.”

He found it interesting that she called a deadly being like him a pervert, girls were after him not the other way around. "Make the stock rate of the company drop, hype the news of their second daughter's cheating with the first fiancee on her wedding day. This will keep them distracted for a while, it will also pave the way for my plans. " Arnold muttered with an ounce of thinking, he pushed away the nagging of his conscience.

“That’s so insensitive of you Allen. Our son is trying, give him a break...” Arnold looked unbothered, “I was way worse I assure you all. I drink only when everyone else is drinking...” he chuckled. “Maybe slightly more than others but never when no one isn’t. I was in really bad shape father but not anymore...and also plans are underway for the creation of my own company...” Allen’s lips curved into a small smile. “I am so proud of you Arnold” Mary’s eyes lit up in excitement. “My boy" she leaned sideways and embraced him.