All Chapters of Fifty Shades Of Ugly: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

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CHAPTER FIFTY

ChelseaChelsea seethed, resisting the urge to visit Arc. Hurt and anger warred within him, but anger dominated.He thought gaining 20,000+ new followers after posting the picture with Penelope would lift his spirits. His total now stood at 55,000+, but the milestone felt hollow. He craved the rush of his previous millions-strong following. Nothing seemed to work: Chelsea's frustration simmered. Why couldn't he regain his online momentum? "You've been too busy with distractions to focus on reclaiming your old life," his subconscious taunted. Why did Arc's approval mean more to him than thousands of adoring fans?But Chelsea hesitated. Did he truly want his old life back? He'd built his identity around being Chelsea Waters: the gay influencer son of a wealthy actor and modeling mom, the "fucked-up twink hottie" with daddy issues.Who was he without that persona? Chelsea's thoughts swirled with uncertainty. Had he ever known himself outside of his curate
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CHAPTER FIFTY ONE

Arc Thursday was not looking to be a good day for him. His leg was a throbbing mess and even though the weather was warm, his skin was beginning to feel irritable. And he still wasn't able to take his mind off Chelsea. How was he even sure the thing he was feeling for Chelsea was love? The fairytales his momma used to read to him offered no clarity. Nightly, he scoured those worn pages, seeking answers, before collapsing from exhaustion. To make matters worse, his workmate's diarrhea persisted, and the pigs' sty had become a messier nightmare. Arc gazed out at the sprawling pig farm, Bill's pride and joy. the numerous sties, tucked away in every corner, seemed to stretch on forever. his task was daunting: cleaning each one to Bill's meticulous standards. viruses and diseases lurked around every corner, or so Bill's wikipedia research claimed. Arc's workdays blurred together: 7 am starts, 9 pm finishes. little extra pay, but he could
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CHAPTER FIFTY TWO

Chelsea"You now have a million freaking followers Chelsea! That is crazy. It took a week for you to hit a million followers when you'd first created your I*******m account. And the tweets on Twitter about you and Archer are crazy." Lily's voice sounded in his ear. "Have you seen the comments? They are buzzing and raving. Larry Barry and Kevin can take that for a comeback! I'm back baby." Chelsea squealed, reveling in his triumph of a rebound. "Was I brilliant or was I brilliant?" Lily asked. Chelsea knew the question was rhetorical. "You're the total best Lily. I don't know what I'd do without you." Chelsea replied sweetly. "How about you start with adding a sizable bonus to my earnings, huh?" Lily said, suggestively. "As sizable as your wife's ass." Chelsea teased. "You leave my wife's booty alone. It's all mine." Lily laughed. Chelsea rolled his eyes. "I'm not interested in your wife's anything, nor will I ever be." "Just don't forget the bonus." Lily reminded. "Yeah I won
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CHAPTER FIFTY THREE

ArcArc's hands shook as he devoured his food, desperate to distract himself from Penelope's piercing gaze. Did she sense the turmoil brewing within him? Could she hear his heart racing like a wild animal, driven by the sweet strawberry scent wafting from Chelsea's direction? Could she also feel the fear and excitement that filled him all at once? Penelope's knowing smile seemed to hold a secret, as if she saw the vulnerability Arc desperately concealed.The kitchen, once a cold space, now radiated warmth and connection.Chelsea's innocent question, "How was work today?" hung in the air. Arc nodded curtly, avoiding eye contact, haunted by the memory of Chelsea's kiss on his cheek. The gentle stretch of Chelsea's arms, the warmth in his eyes, had made Arc feel seen, welcomed home.The flutter in his chest intensified as Chelsea's hand brushed against his.Fear and excitement wrestled within him, threatening to expose his deepest emotions. Chelsea's gesture, stretching up to reach Arc'
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CHAPTER FIFTY FOUR

ChelseaChelsea retreated to his room, seeking solitude as he struggled to process his emotions. The memory of Arc's peaceful snores on the couch and Penelope's warm smile at the door lingered in his mind. He wasn't ready to face Arc again, unsure of how to navigate his conflicting feelings. The thought of Lily's lectures, Patricia's sympathetic listening, or his mom's persistent cruise invitations only made him want to hide further. Chelsea's phone buzzed with a text from Sarge, a reminder of their Saturday plans. Anticipation mixed with apprehension, as Chelsea hadn't had a thrilling experience in a while. But a lingering fear whispered doubts, making him uneasy. His thumbs hovered over the screen before typing out a simple 'yeah'. He hesitated, wondering if he should express his reservations or enthusiasm, but settled for neutrality. Sarge's response came quickly: 'Okey dokey! See you at 7pm at Rick's Riot.' Chelsea's stomach fluttered at the plans, his mind racing with possibil
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CHAPTER FIFTY FIVE

ArcThe garish neon lights of Rick's Riot towered above, casting an eerie glow over the darkened street. The bar's name pulsed like a warning signal, sending a shiver down Arc's spine and stirring a primal unease that made his instincts scream warning. Arc's hand hovered over the door handle, hesitation warring with curiosity. Rick's Riot, Thorne Town's beloved gay bar, beckoned with its vibrant neon lights. He hesitated outside Rick's Riot, his heart racing with uncertainty. He'd never set foot in a place like this before. The vibrant bar seemed to pulsate with a life of its own, intimidating him.But Chelsea waited inside, and Arc's desire to see him outweighed his apprehension.He took a deep breath and stepped into the unknown, and was suddenly enveloped by the lively atmosphere. The air pulsed with indie beats, and the scent of craft beer mingled with the hum of conversation and laughter.As he scanned the crowd, Arc's insecurities resurfaced.
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CHAPTER FIFTY SIX

ChelseaChelsea watched Arc vanish into the night, swallowed by darkness. A pang of guilt nudged him, urging him to call out an apology. But he stifled it. None of this was his fault.Arc hadn't wanted to join him in the first place, so why was he acting betrayed? Who did Arc think he was, anyway? Dictating Chelsea's actions, treating him like property?A shiver ran down Chelsea's spine. He shook off the unease and stepped back into the warm glow of the bar. He'd better get inside and finish his drink, maybe it would numb the emptiness spreading through him, or at least dull the sting of Arc's rejection. His gaze locked onto the newcomer, Jeremy as he approached their table. Chelsea's eyes narrowed. He didn't like the spark of familiarity and longing in Arc's eyes when he'd seen him. The soft whisper of Jeremy's name had irked him."Hey, guys," Chelsea said, feigning enthusiasm. "Where were we?"He slid beside Jax, whose chiseled features and charming smile s
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CHAPTER FIFTY SEVEN

ArcArc stood transfixed, the tempest outside mirroring the turmoil within. Thunderclaps shook the air, but he didn't flinch, his gaze entranced by the rain-lashed darkness.Raindrops slapped his face, icy fingers grasping his skin, yet he felt nothing. Numbness had long been his shield, his protector against the agonies of his past.But tonight, the dam cracked.Memories he'd long suppressed rose like a deluge, threatening to engulf him. The echoes of his past traumas resurfaced, haunting his Memories he'd desperately buried surged forth, a tidal wave of anguish. The waste truck's putrid stench, Big Mac's sadistic laughter, Jax's menacing sneer, the cackling of the menacing woman – all assaulted his mind.Arc's chest tightened, his breathing shallow. He felt like he was drowning, unable to escape the abyss of his memories. Though, his expression remained impassive, a mask he'd perfected over years of concealment. But his eyes betrayed him, a fleeting glimmer of
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CHAPTER FIFTY EIGHT

Chelsea & ArcChelsea couldn't explain the feelings thrumming through him as he brushed lips with Arc. Heat settled in his lower belly and he proceeded to deepen the kiss but Arc gently pushed him away."Chelsea, wait." Arc said, his voice husky.The rejection stung. Did Arc not want him the way he wanted him? Did he not also feel the same sense of emotions that was wading though Chelsea. Did he not sense the electricity that'd sparked as their lips touched?Chelsea's eyes searched Arc's face, confusion and vulnerability etched on his own. "What's wrong?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.Arc's chest heaved, his eyes darting around the room as if seeking escape. "We shouldn't be doing this," he said, his voice laced with uncertainty.Chelsea's heart sank, the sting of rejection still fresh. He took a step back, giving Arc space."Is it me?" Chelsea asked, his voice trembling. "Do you not...feel the same way?"Arc's gaze snapped back to Chelsea's, his eyes filled with a mix of
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CHAPTER FIFTY NINE

ChelseaThe rain's gentle patter enveloped them, a soothing serenade that lulled Chelsea into a state of deep relaxation. Snuggled against Arc's warm body, Chelsea felt enveloped in a sense of safety and belonging. Arc's chest rose and fell beneath his ear, the steady beat of his heart a lullaby that synchronized with Chelsea's own.As Arc's fingers stroked his hair, Chelsea's eyes drifted shut, and he surrendered to the intimacy. "Are you okay?" Arc's voice rumbled, laced with concern and a hint of vulnerability.Chelsea smiled, aware of the double meaning behind the question. "I'm okey dokey good," he replied, his tone playful, yet reassuring.Arc's uncertainty lingered, his voice barely above a whisper. "You're sure you're...?"Chelsea's gaze met Arc's, their eyes locking in a tender, searching embrace. "Archie, I'm fine," he whispered, his voice filled with conviction. "I can still feel the imprint of you inside me." His words dripped with sensuality, yet conveyed
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