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.

than I already did. I could feel the tears returning, and

I stayed completely still as he slowly wiped

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

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

shouts

hide the disappointment from him that

inside. I’m sure she freaked out when she realized I was missing as

are glued to the jacket over my shoulders. His jacket that

always find you two

doesn’t wait for us to answer

her disturbing behavior? Why couldn’t she give up by now? Why couldn’t she let

day Anya was proving just how much lower she could stoop 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 terrified of

them. I was tired. I wanted some time away from all of the drama. I stayed back by the

I finally took a long walk until I stopped by one of the pools. It was the longest

as I watched it quietly. I wish it had the power to light up my life just as brightly as it did the

swallow me. Another part of me was too terrified even to

walk away when I

spun around to find Anya standing right in front of me, “what are you

behind her, searching for

do you think you’re doing?” She demands

“Excuse me?”

“If you know what’s good for you, you’ll stay away from

over my chest, “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. I’m still the one he

In the past, he would choose to listen 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 life with. I hate to burst your bubble, but he wants me again. My Atticus is back. Yours is gone,

it was hard to control my anger. She’s crazy if she thinks he’s gone. He’s still there, waiting for me; he needs a little

that why he told me in class today that he can’t get me out of his mind?” I ask, repeating his words

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

she rushes forward

your hands off me,”

I had within me. She knows it. She knew how much I was terrified

my actions only made it worse. I felt like I was going deeper into the pool. I opened my mouth to gasp for air and swallowed water instead. My eyes were burning, and the blood pounded in my ear as I tried to cry for help, even though I knew that no one would be

to find the power inside of me, hoping that there was a spell or something that I

It dawns on me that she was indeed trying to kill

I opened my eyes and saw a figure swimming towards me.

knew it, two arms grabbed me by my waist

it was without having to see his face. Just

Atticus.

come to save me. My heart swelled with joy despite the current situation I’d found

held on for my life. I’m gasping for air while trying to stay calm, and it’s all happening while he’s still holding

his hand down my back. “You’re

pool with him and sat me on his lap as he continued to soothe

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 watching

uncontrollable rage. She had no right to

intentionally try to hurt you. I hope you can forgive me. I begged Atticus to save you when I realized that I wouldn’t be able to pull

what he sees while he stares down at me, but his entire body

my two feet despite my

says in a

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. This time was