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.

me from leaving. It was the opposite. Either they weren’t here, or 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

thought of him messing with me made me feel sick to

see Atticus. I wanted to see for my own eyes that he had betrayed me yet again. After everything, I couldn’t believe I

heart, and he stomped all over it. He was all over Anya; he didn’t even wait until I was found, 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

where I was; I didn’t know what direction to turn. I was no longer underground which meant that I could ask anyone for help. The problem was that there was no one around. And I couldn’t just stay here and wait

father was Azai Reign? I’ve known them all my

me. Why did they do it?

had to give my mind a break. I needed to breathe again. I was tired; my heart was exhausted from all of

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

“Who’s there?” I demand.

around me frantically. Had I imagined it? I didn’t think so. I was positive I’d heard

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

I couldn’t deny it any longer; the voice was coming from

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

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

I was racing through the forest, but I eventually spotted buildings. I wasn’t sure if I had recognized them

a sigh of relief when I spot houses that I recognize. I wasn’t too far from home. I wasn’t sure what day it was, but I was

guards were the only ones present. Where was everyone?

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 now would affect Atticus. He was back with the

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 reminder of me had

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

think that I was dead? Were they hoping that I would have never

pain. Emotional pain. This

about Clarissa? I thought that she at

down, one after the next. Everything was a lie—my entire life. Since the start, everyone has been lying to me. And they haven’t stopped. No one

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

searching for a phone. There had to be something here that could tell me where everyone was. 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

didn’t have mine; I

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 being sad and depressed over

would break loose. They would all pay if there wasn’t a proper explanation

over the house, still hoping to find a phone, and when I finally did, I didn’t waste any time searching

an article about a beach party tonight. It had just started, and that’s where

slammed the phone onto the desk and stormed out of the house. Everyone was out partying while they all knew that I was missing. That’s just how much I meant to each one of them. I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry at my pathetic life. No one truly cared about

if they thought I was dead. Is this how

one

for Atticus’s jeep, and of course, it wasn’t there. He must have carried Anya to the beach with it for the party. I searched for another vehicle, and within seconds I was out of the garage, speeding past the guards. They didn’t try and stop me. Why would they? I was still the daughter-in-law of the house. At least the guards didn’t forget that, as everyone else

in pictures and videos was difficult, but I knew it would be excruciating to see it in person. I knew that nothing would ever be able to prepare me for something

all fake; I wanted to believe that Skyler had

he cared for me after what he’d done. I expected 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 returned to Anya like our

beach, hundreds of cars are parked in all directions. I didn’t even bother looking for a park as

in such a large crowd, but I wasn’t leaving here tonight until I found

the groups, hoping to see at least one of the Fawns. Once

of any of them. Was I mistaken? Had they not come here tonight? Where else could they be, then? Was there another party that I

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

the hell were

had to have missed something. I knew they were here, I don’t know how I

searching every inch of this place, no

see him. I was positive that it was him. 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

Atticus was happy or not. The expression on his face was blank. I couldn’t read him while he was with her. But did

was alone. I wanted to hear what he had to say to defend himself when Anya was not

leaving him for an opportunity to kiss one of his other brothers. I wasn’t sure where she was heading, but

until I’d

until I stand before him. He didn’t notice me at first,

alive? Was he disappointed to see

He asks as he

about me at all. Why did I expect more from Atticus? I should have known he would have done

to laugh

nothing to