The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

~CARTER~

“Ares deserves the Star Player award,” I growl.

I tried my f*****g best for my brother to win star player. I didn’t want this award if it meant I would have to k**s a random stranger.

Damn it!

I wasn’t sure what the hell was happening here. How did I still win it? I did everything to make sure that he was on top the entire time. He deserved that award.

“Ares did score most of the goals, but you were the one helping him.” Dillon points out to me.

“It doesn’t matter if I helped him,” I growl. “He was the one that scored.”

“We both know you weren’t playing to the best of your abilities tonight, Carter.” He says under his breath. “Is this about that thing you called me on the phone to talk about?”

I clench my jaw.

“It can’t be,” he says in disbelief. “You wouldn’t have misplayed today just to avoid kissing someone from the stand. You wouldn’t play with your future like that.”

He didn’t know me. I didn’t care about that as long as I didn’t hurt Scarlett again.

“Tell me you didn’t!”

“What’s going on?” Ares asks as he joins us. “Everyone is looking. This doesn’t look good.”

“Your brother here played poorly, so you would have a chance to win star player tonight.” Coach informs him.

I narrow my eyes. Why the f**k would he tell him that?

Ares looks at me, “Did you do that?”

My jaw clenches. f**k this.

“You deserve to be the star player tonight, Ares. You were phenomenal out on that field.” I assure him.

He shakes his head at me and I can tell he isn’t happy with my response. He knows I was avoiding his question.

“I want to do it on my f*****g own, Carter.” He growls. “I don’t want your help. I want to make it on my own just like you did!”

I stay quiet at his words and run a hand through my hair.

“I’m not accepting this award,” I growl. I would deal with Ares later.

“You must.” Coach growls.

“Give it to Ares if you want someone to k**s a girl from the stand, but I want no part of it,” I inform him.

“You’re accepting the f*****g award, Prince!” He shouts. He always called me by my last name when he was mad at me, which wasn’t that often.

I ignore him as I walk out of the field and to my locker room. No one was going to force me to accept that award. I would deal with the consequences another time.

. . . . . . .

~SCARLETT~

“What’s happening?” I ask Clara. Carter just stormed out of the field, and he was supposed to accept the award. The crowd is wild now that he’s gone.

“We’re sorry, but there was a mix-up with the announcement; tonight’s star player is Ares Prince, Carter’s younger brother and a new addition to the team!” The commentator announces suddenly.

There are a few gasps around the stadium. I think some of the girls are disappointed that it wasn’t Carter. However, there were many other girls excited for a chance to k**s Ares. He was also just as famous as Carter, and I’m sure this game was about to raise his popularity.

“I’ll be right back,” I tell Clara. She’s too busy looking at the field to pay attention to me.

I rush out of the stadium and go through the back entrance to the player’s locker room. I knew that was where Carter would have stormed off.

I needed to know if he’d truly played poorly today just so that he didn’t have to k**s anyone. I needed to find out if he’d done it because of me.

I knew I was foolish for ever hoping there was a chance he did it for me. I wasn’t that important to him. I was just a random girl he was messing with, and I was falling for his lies.

He claimed that light blue was his favorite color because it was the color of my eyes. Those words made my heart race like it was in a marathon. I couldn’t get it out of my head. I knew it couldn’t possibly be true. However, I wanted to believe it. I wanted to believe that Carter Prince loved my eyes so much that light blue became his favorite color. It seemed too good to be true.

I knew that if anyone saw me in the boy’s locker room, they would freak out. I was hoping that everyone was still on the field. Carter was the only one I’d seen leave it.

I push the door open and look around for him. When I see no sign of anyone, I slowly step inside and shut the door behind me.

I don’t know what was wrong with me. A few weeks ago, I wouldn’t even dream about doing something like this for someone like Carter. I was losing my mind. That’s the only explanation for my crazy behavior.

I gasped when someone grabbed me by my waist and shoved me against a locker. I lift my chin to see Carter breathing hard above me.

My lips part slightly as I gaze up at him. It felt so good to have him this close to me again.

“What are you doing in the boy’s locker room, Scarlett?” He growls.