The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

~SCARLETT~

“Get me out of here.” I hiss as I push his body away from mine.

He looks surprised by the sudden change in my mood.

“They’re all still out there.” He reminds me. “They know I have a girl in here. Do you want them to know that it’s you?”

Of course, I didn’t want them to know it was me. If they knew it was me, then word would spread, and eventually, Clara would find out.

“I can’t believe you,” I whisper. “I can’t believe you’re such a horrible person.”

He frowns, “What did I do now, Scarlett?”

“You used me,” I whisper. “You wanted everyone to know you had me in here. You’re proud that your teammates know you have a girl in here.”

He pretends to be surprised by my words. He doesn’t have to pretend around me. I could see straight through him.

“All those things you said to me earlier, they were all lies, weren’t they?” I ask him. “You didn’t lose the game on purpose, so you wouldn’t have to kiss someone from the stand. You had reasons for not wanting to, which had nothing to do with me. Yet, I was foolish enough to believe you. I was foolish enough to let you kiss and touch me, just like that night in my room.”

He steps back from me, “Is that what you think of me, Scarlett?”

I don’t answer him, and he looks hurt by my silence.

a towel and one of his t-shirts on the other. He throws his clothes over my body and

me into his arms and throws me over his

“What do you think—”

want someone inside here to recognize your voice.”

me. I hear whistles throughout the locker room as he

girl Carter?”

block their faces?” Someone else asks with curiosity in

falling and revealing myself. The questions don’t stop,

a door close. He doesn’t put me

my body is dizzy from being that close to him for so long. His scent was somehow transferred to my body. I could smell him

his clothes. I look down, suddenly remembering that he’d given me his shirt to wear. He must have done that so no one

my head, and I hate how my heart skips a beat the second I see his

worry about anyone knowing it was you.” He tells me. “I’ll make sure that no one

parted slightly, “Why would

“If you don’t know the answer to

and narrow my eyes, but before I can say anything, I see Clara standing across from us. My

I know how bad this must look. I

get the wrong impression. However, would it really be the wrong impression? Carter had his finger and mouth in places no other guy had ever

he stiffens

walks over to us, and I see her fighting