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.

make me feel any better than I already did. I could feel the tears returning,

when he notices it. I stayed completely still

I missing here? What don’t you want me to know? Why is everyone 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

tell him but quickly shut it. I couldn’t do this. I would never be able to

shouts

from him that we’d just been interrupted by

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

the jacket over my shoulders. His

always find you two together?”

us to answer as

her. How long will I have to deal with Anya and her disturbing behavior? Why couldn’t she give up by now? Why couldn’t she

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

the drama. I stayed

near the jeep, I finally took a long walk until I stopped by one of the

quietly. I

to get in and let the water swallow me. Another part of me was too terrified even to touch it. This wasn’t just the longest pool; it was also the

to walk away when I spot a

standing right in front of me, “what are you doing here?”

she escorting Atticus out of here earlier? I looked behind her, searching for him, but he was nowhere to be

do you think

“Excuse me?”

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

lost his memory doesn’t mean I’m not married to

one. It’s obvious who he wants. 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

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

his mind?” I ask, repeating his words to me,

wanted them to. I could practically see the smoke coming out of her ear. Why was she trying to hurt me if she couldn’t handle it

rushes

off

into the pool, and my life flashes before my eyes. My fear of water hasn’t stopped even now after knowing the power I had within

get out, but if anything, 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

that I could do to pull myself out. No matter how hard I tried, nothing came to me. I was

me drown. It dawns on me that she was

something above me. I opened my eyes and saw

knew it, two arms grabbed me by my waist and pulled me upwards with

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

Atticus.

My heart swelled with joy

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

soothe me while running his hand down my

him and sat me on

of almost killed me. It was one of the scariest 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

feel the anger inside of me shift to uncontrollable rage. She had no right to throw

it was a mistake. I tripped and pushed you; I didn’t 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

what he sees while he stares down at me,

drag my body away from his and stand on my two feet despite my wobbly legs. It would not stop me

in

me. Since the start of my friendship with