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

he lifts me into his arms and throws me over

“What do you think—”

talking unless you want someone inside here to recognize your voice.”

let anyone know it’s me. I hear

girl Carter?” I hear someone

Someone else asks with

wrapped my arms around his neck and held on tightly, afraid of falling and revealing myself. The questions don’t stop, but Carter doesn’t

when I hear a door close. He doesn’t put me down, though; he keeps

him for so long. His

me his shirt to wear. He must have done that so no one could recognize my outfit

and I hate how my heart skips a

was you.” He tells me. “I’ll make sure that no one even mentions I had a girl in the shower with

parted slightly, “Why would

the answer to that question yet, Scarlett, then I can’t help

eyes, but before I can say anything, I see Clara standing across from us. My eyes widen in surprise. I can’t

know how bad this must look. I had his shirt over

get the wrong impression. However, would it really be the wrong impression? Carter

he stiffens at the sight of my

walks over to us, and I