The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 49

~ATTICUS~

“Please,” Anya begs. “There’s this huge party tonight at the beach, and everyone will be there. I want us to go together. People need to see us out more often; I want pictures of us posted everywhere.”

I run a hand through my hair. I didn’t want to go anywhere. I still had this sick feeling in my stomach that something was terribly wrong. I kept trying to dig answers out from the people around me, but everyone got quiet whenever the topic changed to the day of the accident.

Surprisingly, Anya was the most hostile whenever I tried to bring it up.

Their reactions only fueled my determination to find out the truth. Who could I trust to finally tell me every single detail of that day? It didn’t make sense to me that my parents would go through so much trouble just to remove some articles about an accident. There had to be much more than that. They were keeping me in the dark, and it was making me furious. Why couldn’t they just tell me? Why did they have to hide it from me? How horrible could this secret be?

“Atticus!” Anya snaps. “Are you hearing anything that I’m saying to you?”

I was; I couldn’t concentrate or respond because of the many things flowing through my mind. Ever since they had mentioned Autumn to me yesterday, I couldn’t get the girl out of my mind. It was absurd that I had more emotion within me from hearing her name than being beside Anya.

Her name didn’t want to leave me. It kept replaying and it was driving me insane.

“When will Autumn return from her vacation with her family?” I asked Anya before I could stop myself.

For some reason, I found myself wanting to see her. I couldn’t explain it, but a part of me was almost desperate to see the girl. It worried me that I was feeling this way with a Anya right next to me. It felt like I was betraying her.

Anya looked like I’d just slapped her in the face for bringing up her best friend in our conversation.

“Why would you ask me that?” She demands.

“She’s your friend. I thought you’d like to have a conversation about her. Is there a problem if I ask about Autumn?” I questioned, waiting for her to explain why she’d gotten so bothered by that question.

I knew Anya got angry at the simplest things but I didn’t think this would be one of them.

“Yes, there is a problem.” She snaps. “You barely ever mention Autumn to me. Why are you suddenly so concerned about her whereabouts? I was in the middle of asking you a question, a couple of questions actually, and you ignored all of them so that you could ask me about her. Is something going on that I should know about Atticus?” She demands. “Is there something that you’re not telling me?”

That’s the same question I wanted to ask her. What the hell was going on, and why was everyone so determined to keep it from me?

“I’m sorry if I offended you, Anya. I won’t ask about her again if that makes you feel better.” I promise her.

It was better to keep Autumn out of my head. I was restless because of her, and I had no clue why. The safest thing would be to stop thinking about her, the only problem was that I wasn’t sure how to do it.

“Back to what I was trying to say before you interrupted me.” She says. “The beach party tonight. Dante and Damon will also be there, but since I want to spend more time with you, they can find something else to do while at the party. We can spend more time together. What do you think?”

I sigh, “whatever makes you happy, Anya. I didn’t want to go, but I’ll do it just because you’re asking me.”

She grins and hugs me, “you’re the absolute best. I’m going to choose my outfit. I can’t wait for everyone to see us together. We’re already the highlight of all the magazines now that we’re back together.”

“Back together?” I ask her, confused. When did we ever end our relationship? Some of the things she said to me after the accident kept confusing me.

She freezes but quickly hides her reaction from me, “you misunderstood. I meant that we are finally back together after your accident. Ever since you woke back up, we have been the talk of the town. We can’t let everyone down and not show up for the party. We have to give the people what they want.”

Give the people what they want.

I wasn’t looking forward to the party. I was only going because of Anya. Hopefully, tonight I will feel better than I do right now.

It felt like I would never be my usual self until I discovered what everyone was desperate to keep from me. But how long would it be before someone snapped and spilled the truth to me?

. . . . . . . .

~AUTUMN~

The second I smash the door open, an alarm goes off throughout the building. I didn’t waste any time, I wasn’t sure where I was heading, but I chose to run to the left of me.

The chase was on. They knew that I had escaped from the room. I’d waited for what I thought was the right time to break the door down. I can only hope that the voice inside me was right.

I saw two men running behind me and increased my speed. No one was in front of me for now, but I knew it was only a matter of time before more men showed up and tried to block my way.

My heart is racing as I kept moving forward in full speed.

Someone eventually appears before me, and I use my power to smash him against the wall. He wasn’t the only one, they kept on coming after him, and I kept hitting each of them against the wall until I was finally able to escape from the building. I hadn’t seen Skyler while trying to escape, which was a good thing. Skyler may be the strongest amongst them since he was the leader. He would have known what to do and how to stop me better than the rest.

someone was messing with my head. Maybe they wanted me to believe that I had escaped so they could keep an eye on me. Anything was possible at this point. I knew Skyler was not some amateur

with me made me feel sick to my

I wanted to see for my own eyes that he had betrayed me yet again. After everything,

and he didn’t even try to look for me. I thought for sure that he would be there for me, that he would protect me, that he would do all the things he promised to

no one around. And I couldn’t just stay here and wait for Skyler to find me. For all I knew, he was

choose to raise me? Why did they accept me from my mother even after knowing my father was Azai Reign? I’ve known them all my life, and they weren’t the kind of people that got involved

the more it made no sense to me. Why did they do it?

again. I was tired; my heart was exhausted from all of the pain and

no one to ask for help. I was hoping to find at least one person, but I was out of luck. I was the only one who could get me out of this place. I was the only person I

gasp when I hear a whisper.

“Who’s there?” I demand.

so. I was positive I’d heard someone speak

to find the person. I know that I wasn’t delusional. I know they had to be around

that lake in horror; there’s no way the water spoke to me. But I couldn’t deny it any longer; the voice was coming from the water. It was showing me the direction,

I’ve been terrified of water my entire life; why did

think about this. People were searching for me. Since I didn’t have a single clue about my whereabouts, I decided that the best thing was to listen to the whispers. It was the only option I had

this way. The moment that I do, I’m racing through the woods, trying to find anything that points to the

know how long I was racing through the forest, but I eventually spotted buildings. I wasn’t sure if

recognize. I wasn’t too far from home. I wasn’t sure what day it was, but I was going to Atticus’s house first. He had

Unfortunately, no one was there. The guards were the only ones present. Where was everyone? It was almost seven in the evening; everyone

in the act. I didn’t want to give him a chance to stop what he was doing with Anya. I wanted to look him in the eye and show him how much he’d hurt me. Not that it would matter, he knew how much he hurt me in the past, and still, he betrayed me in the end. Nothing I said or did

into our room, grabbed some clothes, and was about to walk out when I noticed that our pictures had been removed. And then I realized it wasn’t just our room, the entire house; every single

been kidnapped and the first thing they chose to do was remove every picture and memory of me from the house. I thought the Fawns had liked me. I had hoped that they had considered me as their family. Now I realized that they’d had me fooled this entire time. I thought Anya was the one his parents had a problem with, but it turned out that they hadn’t liked me either. Why else would they have removed every memory of me right after I went missing? They hadn’t waited. None of them did. They all assumed I was gone for good and decided to move on with

dead? Were they

against the bed in pain. Emotional pain. This was devastating. I

I thought that she at least genuinely liked

Everything was a lie—my entire life.

away with this. They would all pay for lying to me, hurting me, and replacing me like I was f*****g nothing. I didn’t care what I had to do, but I wanted an explanation. I wanted to know why they would treat me this poorly. What had I done? Had I not been good to each of them? Why did they hate me this much? Everyone close

I wasn’t going to sit here and wait for them to return home. I wanted to confront them in front of everyone. I wanted everyone to know just how selfish they all were. Even if everyone knew, what would that change? It’s not like they were unaware of what was happening in front of them. They all knew that I was missing, they all knew that Atticus was married to me and Anya was his ex-girlfriend. Yet no one said anything. They

a phone? I didn’t have mine; I was sure that Skyler had taken it from

after ransacking it. The room looked just like I felt right now. It was the least of Atticus’s problems when I finally found him. I wasn’t going to go easy on him this time. I was done

They

the room; I searched all over the house, still hoping to find a phone, and when I finally did, I didn’t waste any time searching for the answer

tonight. It had just started, and that’s where they were, no

of them. I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry at my pathetic life. No one truly cared about me. My life was nothing but a game to each of them.

been lying this entire time. They were all already moving on with their lives as if they thought I was dead. Is this how everyone would have reacted if

one care at

vehicle, and within seconds I was out of the garage, speeding past the guards. They

were shaking as I drove. I was terrified of seeing Anya and Atticus in person. Seeing them together in pictures and videos was difficult, but I knew it would be excruciating to see it in person. I knew that nothing

all fake; I wanted to believe that Skyler had lied to me,

so much more from him. I would have never been able to smile if the same thing had happened to him. I would be out there searching for him without getting any sleep. Instead, he

all directions. I didn’t even bother looking for a park as I jumped

in such a large crowd, but I

Once I saw one, they would lead

of any of them. Was I mistaken? Had they not come here tonight?

Everything was making it harder for me to search for them, infuriating me

the hell were those

they were here, I don’t know how I

search once more; I wouldn’t leave without searching every inch of this place, no matter how big it

I would know Atticus anywhere. He was leaning against Dante’s jeep, and Anya was in his arms. I swallow, and

So it was true.

return. All along, he’s been waiting for the right opportunity to run right back

tell whether Atticus was happy or not. The expression on his face was blank.

stop myself. I wanted to confront Atticus when he was alone. I wanted to hear what he had to say to defend himself when Anya was not around. I

move; I watch them until Anya excuses herself. Maybe she’s going for water; perhaps she was leaving him for an opportunity to kiss one of his other brothers. I

until I’d said everything on

I stand before him. He didn’t notice me at first, but when his eyes finally fell on me,

I was still alive? Was he disappointed to

as

made me angrier. It confirmed that he didn’t care about me at all. Why did I expect more from Atticus? I should have known he would have

wanted to laugh at my

you have nothing to say for