The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 49

~ATTICUS~

“Please,” Anya begs. “There’s this huge party tonight at the beach, and everyone will be there. I want

us to go together. People need to see us out more often; I want pictures of us posted everywhere.”

I run a hand through my hair. I didn’t want to go anywhere. I still had this sick feeling in my stomach

that something was terribly wrong. I kept trying to dig answers out from the people around me, but

everyone got quiet whenever the topic changed to the day of the accident.

Surprisingly, Anya was the most hostile whenever I tried to bring it up.

Their reactions only fueled my determination to find out the truth. Who could I trust to finally tell me

every single detail of that day? It didn’t make sense to me that my parents would go through so much

trouble just to remove some articles about an accident. There had to be much more than that. They

were keeping me in the dark, and it was making me furious. Why couldn’t they just tell me? Why did

they have to hide it from me? How horrible could this secret be?

“Atticus!” Anya snaps. “Are you hearing anything that I’m saying to you?”

I was; I couldn’t concentrate or respond because of the many things flowing through my mind. Ever

since they had mentioned Autumn to me yesterday, I couldn’t get the girl out of my mind. It was absurd

that I had more emotion within me from hearing her name than being beside Anya.

Her name didn’t want to leave me. It kept replaying and it was driving me insane.

“When will Autumn return from her vacation with her family?” I asked Anya before I could stop myself.

For some reason, I found myself wanting to see her. I couldn’t explain it, but a part of me was almost

desperate to see the girl. It worried me that I was feeling this way with a Anya right next to me. It felt

like I was betraying her.

Anya looked like I’d just slapped her in the face for bringing up her best friend in our conversation.

“Why would you ask me that?” She demands.

“She’s your friend. I thought you’d like to have a conversation about her. Is there a problem if I ask

about Autumn?” I questioned, waiting for her to explain why she’d gotten so bothered by that question.

I knew Anya got angry at the simplest things but I didn’t think this would be one of them.

“Yes, there is a problem.” She snaps. “You barely ever mention Autumn to me. Why are you suddenly

so concerned about her whereabouts? I was in the middle of asking you a question, a couple of

questions actually, and you ignored all of them so that you could ask me about her. Is something going

on that I should know about Atticus?” She demands. “Is there something that you’re not telling me?”

That’s the same question I wanted to ask her. What the hell was going on, and why was everyone so

determined to keep it from me?

“I’m sorry if I offended you, Anya. I won’t ask about her again if that makes you feel better.” I promise

her.

It was better to keep Autumn out of my head. I was restless because of her, and I had no clue why. The

safest thing would be to stop thinking about her, the only problem was that I wasn’t sure how to do it.

“Back to what I was trying to say before you interrupted me.” She says. “The beach party tonight. Dante

and Damon will also be there, but since I want to spend more time with you, they can find something

else to do while at the party. We can spend more time together. What do you think?”

I sigh, “whatever makes you happy, Anya. I didn’t want to go, but I’ll do it just because you’re asking

me.”

She grins and hugs me, “you’re the absolute best. I’m going to choose my outfit. I can’t wait for

everyone to see us together. We’re already the highlight of all the magazines now that we’re back

together.”

“Back together?” I ask her, confused. When did we ever end our relationship? Some of the things she

said to me after the accident kept confusing me.

She freezes but quickly hides her reaction from me, “you misunderstood. I meant that we are finally

back together after your accident. Ever since you woke back up, we have been the talk of the town. We

can’t let everyone down and not show up for the party. We have to give the people what they want.”

Give the people what they want.

I wasn’t looking forward to the party. I was only going because of Anya. Hopefully, tonight I will feel

better than I do right now.

It felt like I would never be my usual self until I discovered what everyone was desperate to keep from

me. But how long would it be before someone snapped and spilled the truth to me?

. . . . . . . .

~AUTUMN~

The second I smash the door open, an alarm goes off throughout the building. I didn’t waste any time, I

wasn’t sure where I was heading, but I chose to run to the left of me.

The chase was on. They knew that I had escaped from the room. I’d waited for what I thought was the

right time to break the door down. I can only hope that the voice inside me was right.

I saw two men running behind me and increased my speed. No one was in front of me for now, but I

knew it was only a matter of time before more men showed up and tried to block my way.

My heart is racing as I kept moving forward in full speed.

Someone eventually appears before me, and I use my power to smash him against the wall. He wasn’t

the only one, they kept on coming after him, and I kept hitting each of them against the wall until I was

finally able to escape from the building. I hadn’t seen Skyler while trying to escape, which was a good

thing. Skyler may be the strongest amongst them since he was the leader. He would have known what

to do and how to stop me better than the rest.

I expected the building to be packed with people trying to stop me from leaving. It was the opposite.

Either they weren’t here, or someone was messing with my head. Maybe they wanted me to believe

that I had escaped so they could keep an eye on me. Anything was possible at this point. I knew Skyler

was not some amateur kidnapper; he made it clear that I would only be able to escape from here if he

wanted me to.

The thought of him messing with me made me feel sick to my stomach.

Despite my fear of their plans, I kept on moving. I had to see Atticus. I wanted to see for my own eyes

that he had betrayed me yet again. After everything, I couldn’t believe I was so stupid to believe even

for a second that he cared for me.

I gave him my heart, and he stomped all over it. He was all over Anya; he didn’t even wait until I was

found, and he didn’t even try to look for me. I thought for sure that he would be there for me, that he

would protect me, that he would do all the things he promised to do for me; I couldn’t have been any

more wrong than I was about everything.

I had no idea where I was; I didn’t know what direction to turn. I was no longer underground which

meant that I could ask anyone for help. The problem was that there was no one around. And I couldn’t

just stay here and wait for Skyler to find me. For all I knew, he was already watching me and waiting for

the right time to laugh in my face.

I had to get back to my parents; they needed to tell me everything they knew. Why did they choose to

raise me? Why did they accept me from my mother even after knowing my father was Azai Reign? I’ve

known them all my life, and they weren’t the kind of people that got involved in situations that could

land them in trouble. So why did they agree to help my biological mother?

The more I thought about it, the more it made no sense to me. Why did they do it? Why did my mother

choose them to raise me?

I sighed; while I knew I needed the answers to all of these questions, I had to give my mind a break. I

needed to breathe again. I was tired; my heart was exhausted from all of the pain and torture it’s been

through in the past few weeks. It’s been a roller coaster ride, and it still hasn’t stopped moving.

I’m in the middle of the forest with no one to turn to, no one to ask for help. I was hoping to find at least

one person, but I was out of luck. I was the only one who could get me out of this place. I was the only

person I could rely on.

There’s a lake to my right, and I gasp when I hear a whisper. Where did it come from?

“Who’s there?” I demand.

I take a step forward and look around me frantically. Had I imagined it? I didn’t think so. I was positive

I’d heard someone speak to me. I’m hoping that it wasn’t one of Skyler’s people or I would be screwed.

No one answers, and I keep walking, trying to find the person. I know that I wasn’t delusional. I know

they had to be around here somewhere. I just had to keep on looking.

I pause when I hear more whispers. I look towards that lake in horror; there’s no way the water spoke

to me. But I couldn’t deny it any longer; the voice was coming from the water. It was showing me the

direction, telling me how to escape. How was that even possible?

Was my father also able to understand the water? I’ve been terrified of water my entire life; why did it

seem like it was on my side this whole time?

I shook that thought out of my head. I didn’t have time to think about this. People were searching for

me. Since I didn’t have a single clue about my whereabouts, I decided that the best thing was to listen

to the whispers. It was the only option I had left, and I was desperate to escape those psychopaths.

I shifted into my wolf; I could escape much faster this way. The moment that I do, I’m racing through the

woods, trying to find anything that points to the direction of home.

I don’t know how long I was racing through the forest, but I eventually spotted buildings. I wasn’t sure if

I had recognized them yet, so I kept going, and finally, I found some hope.

I breathe a sigh of relief when I spot houses that I recognize. I wasn’t too far from home. I wasn’t sure

what day it was, but I was going to Atticus’s house first. He had plenty of explaining to do. The rage

inside me only intensified as I remembered the videos Skyler had shown me.

It fueled my speed, and before I knew it, I had reached their home. Unfortunately, no one was there.

The guards were the only ones present. Where was everyone? It was almost seven in the evening;

everyone should have reached back from the academy by now. And why weren’t his parents at least

home?

The guards were surprised to see me, but I explained to them that I didn’t want anyone to know that I

was back. I wanted to catch Atticus in the act. I didn’t want to give him a chance to stop what he was

doing with Anya. I wanted to look him in the eye and show him how much he’d hurt me. Not that it

would matter, he knew how much he hurt me in the past, and still, he betrayed me in the end. Nothing I

said or did now would affect Atticus. He was back with the love of his life. That was all that mattered to

him. My greatest fear was finally thrown in my face.

I walked into our room, grabbed some clothes, and was about to walk out when I noticed that our

pictures had been removed. And then I realized it wasn’t just our room, the entire house; every single

reminder of me had been removed.

I held a hand over my mouth in shock. Everyone knew that I had been kidnapped and the first thing

they chose to do was remove every picture and memory of me from the house. I thought the Fawns

had liked me. I had hoped that they had considered me as their family. Now I realized that they’d had

me fooled this entire time. I thought Anya was the one his parents had a problem with, but it turned out

that they hadn’t liked me either. Why else would they have removed every memory of me right after I

went missing? They hadn’t waited. None of them did. They all assumed I was gone for good and

decided to move on with their lives like I hadn’t existed, to begin with. What other surprises were

waiting for me? What else had they done to prove that I meant nothing to all of them?

Did they think that I was dead? Were they hoping that I would have never returned?

I fell back against the bed in pain. Emotional pain. This was devastating. I was never important to any

of them.

And what about Clarissa? I thought that she at least genuinely liked me.

I let out a frustrated scream as I pushed his desk to the ground. Everything came crashing down, one

after the next. Everything was a lie—my entire life. Since the start, everyone has been lying to me. And

they haven’t stopped. No one ever truly cared about me or my feelings.

I wouldn’t let any of them get away with this. They would all pay for lying to me, hurting me, and

replacing me like I was f*****g nothing. I didn’t care what I had to do, but I wanted an explanation. I

wanted to know why they would treat me this poorly. What had I done? Had I not been good to each of

them? Why did they hate me this much? Everyone close to me kept betraying me, apparently nothing

had changed.

I emptied the drawers searching for a phone. There had to be something here that could tell me where

everyone was. I wasn’t going to sit here and wait for them to return home. I wanted to confront them in

front of everyone. I wanted everyone to know just how selfish they all were. Even if everyone knew,

what would that change? It’s not like they were unaware of what was happening in front of them. They

all knew that I was missing, they all knew that Atticus was married to me and Anya was his ex-

girlfriend. Yet no one said anything. They were all quiet and back to normal. Absolutely no one cared

about me and my feelings.

Damn it. Where the hell could I find a phone? I didn’t have mine; I was sure that Skyler had taken it

from me when he had kidnapped me.

I storm out of the room after ransacking it. The room looked just like I felt right now. It was the least of

Atticus’s problems when I finally found him. I wasn’t going to go easy on him this time. I was done

being sad and depressed over him; this time, I was pissed, and this time, I wanted answers. And I was

getting those answers even if I had to force them out of him.

And if I didn’t like those answers, all hell would break loose. They would all pay if there wasn’t a proper

explanation for all of this.

I didn’t stop in the room; I searched all over the house, still hoping to find a phone, and when I finally

did, I didn’t waste any time searching for the answer I was looking for.

My eyes zeroed in on an article about a beach party tonight. It had just started, and that’s where they

were, no doubt.

I slammed the phone onto the desk and stormed out of the house. Everyone was out partying while

they all knew that I was missing. That’s just how much I meant to each one of them. I didn’t know

whether to laugh or cry at my pathetic life. No one truly cared about me. My life was nothing but a

game to each of them. They treated me like a pile of garbage; no, even garbage was treated better

than this.

Skyler hadn’t been lying this entire time. They were all already moving on with their lives as if they

thought I was dead. Is this how everyone would have reacted if I had indeed died?

Would no one care at all?

I looked around the house for Atticus’s jeep, and of course, it wasn’t there. He must have carried Anya

to the beach with it for the party. I searched for another vehicle, and within seconds I was out of the

garage, speeding past the guards. They didn’t try and stop me. Why would they? I was still the

daughter-in-law of the house. At least the guards didn’t forget that, as everyone else had.

My hands were shaking as I drove. I was terrified of seeing Anya and Atticus in person. Seeing them

together in pictures and videos was difficult, but I knew it would be excruciating to see it in person. I

knew that nothing would ever be able to prepare me for something like that.