The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 55

Atticus looks between the two of us, and I can tell that he’s conflicted. He doesn’t know whether to be angry or sad. I can feel his emotions from over here. I can see it also. He doesn’t try to hide it from us.

Even Griffin looked uncomfortable that he’d just seen us hugging. He doesn’t know that Griffin was only comforting me because of him.

“What are you doing with Autumn out here alone?” He asks Griffin, not saying a word to me.

Griffin shrugs his shoulders as he grins, “what do I usually do when I’m alone with a girl?”

I glare at Griffin, and he winks at me. Why does he think angering Atticus would help us in this situation? The last thing I wanted him to feel was that I had something going on with his brother. Wouldn’t that push him further away from me?

“It isn’t what you think—” I began to move towards him, but Griffin grabbed my arm and stopped me from going forward.

I look back at him, surprised, and I know he’s trying to tell me to play along with his plan. I didn’t know whether or not I wanted to anymore. How was he so sure that this would work?

Atticus approaches us, and I slowly lift my head to stare into his eyes. His gaze is hard and cold as he reaches forward and takes Griffin’s hand off my arm.

“She doesn’t want to be here.” He tells him. “This is Anya’s friend. Find someone else to play with. She’s not available.”

My jaw drops at his words to his brother. Find someone else to play with? What did he think I was? A game?

Griffin grinned, showing his white teeth as he waved goodbye to us. Now it was just Atticus and me, all alone, standing near his totaled jeep.

I run a hand up and down my shoulder, and he doesn’t miss it.

“Are you cold?” He whispers.

My heart skips a beat at the tone he’s using with me. Almost like he’s scared I’ll break any second now.

“A little.”

He surprises me when he removes his jacket and puts it over my shoulders.

My heart is racing now, and there is nothing I can do to stop it. I can’t control any part of my body when he’s standing this close to me.

“I hate looking at it,” I mumble before I can stop myself.

“You hate looking at what?” He asks, confused.

I motion to the jeep next to us, “I hate looking at it.” I repeat.

He follows my gaze, and his body turns to stone. His jaw clenches, “I hate looking at it too.”

“I wish I was there. I wish I were able to stop it. I wish I could have been in the hospital with you.”

I can’t seem to stop my mouth from blabbering. Someone needs to stop me before I say something I shouldn’t.

He inhales sharply before moving closer to me until we’re inches apart. His finger lifts my chin gently, “why does it bother you so much that you couldn’t be there?”

My lips part slowly, and I don’t know how to respond without giving too much away. I’m just happy that he’s this close to me. The only thing that keeps me going is having moments like this with him. Without anyone else interrupting us. Especially Anya. She was the main person I was concerned about separating the both of us.

“The bigger question is, why the f**k does it bother me even more?” He demands.

already did. I could feel the tears returning, and I couldn’t stop them as they slowly rolled down

when he notices it. I stayed completely still as he slowly

so desperate to hide the truth from me? How bad could it possibly be? You’re crying because you couldn’t be there in the hospital with me, aren’t you? If that’s true, then just tell me the damn truth. Everyone seems to think that I’m going to break when I find out what happened that day, but they seem to be forgetting that I’m a grown man. I know how to handle pain. I know

him but quickly shut it. I couldn’t do this. I would never be able to live with myself if I said something and it caused him

Anya shouts from a

the disappointment from him that we’d just been

been looking for him when she realized he wasn’t inside. I’m sure she freaked

over my shoulders. His jacket that he placed on

find

for us to answer as she says,

looks between the two of us before finally listening to her. How long will I have to deal with Anya and her disturbing behavior? Why couldn’t she give

to get her way. I didn’t know how long I could continue pretending that I could stand her. If she kept on pushing my buttons, the wrong side of me would rise. I didn’t want things to get to that point. I knew how dangerous my power could get when it was out of control. I didn’t want that to ever happen around Atticus. I didn’t want him to see me that way. I was scared of what he would think, and I was even more

the drama. I stayed back by the

spending more time than I needed near the jeep, I finally took a long walk until I stopped by one of the pools. It was the longest one

blue, red, and even green. I sighed as I watched it quietly. I wish it had the power to light

get in and let the water swallow me. Another part of me was too terrified even

when I spot a shadow behind

front of

here earlier? I looked behind her, searching for him, but he was nowhere to

do you think you’re doing?”

“Excuse me?”

you know what’s good for you, you’ll

“are you delusional or just plain stupid?” I demand. “Just because Atticus lost his memory doesn’t mean I’m not married to him anymore. I’m still his wife.

to you, but that’s not the case anymore, I’m the one he listens to, and I’m the one he wants to spend the rest of his

control my anger. She’s crazy if she thinks he’s gone. He’s still there, waiting for me;

me out of his mind?” I ask, repeating his words to me, “or do you have a

hit her exactly where I wanted them to. I could practically see the smoke coming out of her ear. Why was she trying to hurt me if

prepare as she rushes forward and grabs my arm

your hands off me,” I

life flashes before my eyes. My fear of water hasn’t stopped even now after knowing the power I had within me. She knows it. She knew how much I was terrified of it. How

my arms and legs, fighting to get out, but if anything, my actions only made it worse. I felt like I was going deeper into the pool. I opened

spell or something that I

me drown. It dawns on me that she was indeed trying to kill me. This couldn’t be a simple

eyes and saw a figure swimming towards me. My body is filled

me by my waist and pulled me

who it was without having to see his face. Just his arms around me alone was all I

Atticus.

swelled with joy despite the current

wrapped my arms around him and held on for my life. I’m gasping for air while trying to

to soothe me while running his hand down

me on his lap as he continued to

moments of my life. Atticus wraps his arms around me and pulls me closer to him. When I open my eyes again, the first person I see is Anya. She was

no right to throw me into the pool, knowing that deep waters

I didn’t intentionally try to hurt you. I hope you

between us, and I’m not sure what he sees while he stares down at me, but his entire body

my two feet despite my

in a hesitant

pay for what she did to me. I was tired of letting her get away with hurting me. Since the start of my friendship with her, I’ve always let her win. I’ve always stood back and let her hurt me however she pleases.