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 k**s 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 k**s 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.

I watch as he storms out of the shower only to return a minute later with a towel and one of his t-shirts on the other. He throws his clothes over my body and covers my head with the towel.

I don’t have time to prepare when he lifts me into his arms and throws me over his shoulder.

“What do you think—”

“Stop talking unless you want someone inside here to recognize your voice.” He cuts me off.

I stay quiet immediately. I can’t let anyone know it’s me. I hear whistles throughout the locker room as he carries me out of the shower.

“Who’s the mystery girl Carter?” I hear someone ask.

“Since when does he block their faces?” Someone else asks with curiosity in their voice.

I 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 bother answering them.

I breathe a sigh of relief when I hear a door close. He doesn’t put me down, though; he keeps walking for a few minutes again.

When he finally sets me on the ground, 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 on my clothes.

No, it was his clothes. I look down, suddenly remembering that he’d given me his shirt to wear. He must have done that so no one could recognize my outfit and link it back to me.

He removes the towel from over my head, and I hate how my heart skips a beat the second I see his eyes on me.

“You don’t have to worry about anyone knowing it was you.” He tells me. “I’ll make sure that no one even mentions I had a girl in the shower with me.”

My lips parted slightly, “Why would you do that?”

He runs a hand down his face, “If you don’t know the answer to that question yet, Scarlett, then I can’t help you.”

I fold my arms over my chest and narrow my eyes, but before I can say anything, I see Clara standing across from us. My eyes widen in surprise. I can’t hide the shock on my face.

Her gaze moves from Carter to me. I know how bad this must look. I had his shirt over me, and we were both wet.

I didn’t want her to 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 been just a few minutes ago.

Carter follows my gaze, and he stiffens at the sight of my sister.

She walks over to us, and I see her fighting to stay calm.

“Why are you with my sister?” She asks Carter. “Isn’t there another girl for you to mess around with?”

His jaw clenches, “Clara—”

He doesn’t get to finish when she slaps him hard across his face. I’m shocked and unable to move even an inch.

My sister never hits anyone. Why did she hit him? Wasn’t this what she wanted?

She grabs my hand and pulls me away from him. She doesn’t stop until he’s out of our sight.

“Clara—”

“It’s okay.” She smiles. “I know you were only doing what I asked you to do. I think our plan is working. Carter is most definitely falling for you!”

I freeze.

She thought it was all part of the plan. She thought I was doing all of this because of her. She didn’t realize yet that I was falling for Carter.

I hate this. I hate it so much.