The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

~SCARLETT~

The flashing lights were above me. The cameras were directly on me. I could see my face on the big screens. The tears weren't stopping, and I'd slapped the most significant player in the middle of the field at one of his essential games. NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

I didn't know what was happening to me. I couldn't control my body; it had a mind of its own. It wanted to hurt Carter; it wanted to demand an explanation from him.

"You betrayed me," I whisper, unable to hide the pain from my voice. "You made my heart beat like crazy for you. You made me want a life with you. You made me think of you every second of every day. You kissed and touched me in places no other man ever did. You told me sweet things that no one ever said to me in the past. You made me believe every word you ever said to me. You told me my eyes are the reason your favorite color is light blue. You made me believe that there was a chance that you were a good person. I did things that I knew would hurt my sister because of you. I betrayed her because of you. I did it all because I fucking love you, Carter! You made me fall in love with you, and then you broke my heart!"

The tears weren't stopping. The pain in my chest kept expanding.

"How could you do this to me?" I demand as I grabbed his uniform. "You took the one thing from me that I didn't want to give to anyone else, and then you disposed of me like garbage. You treated me like I was a nobody. The second that I gave myself to you, you pushed me away.”

I can't recognize my voice as I whisper, “I hate you, Carter; I hate you so much."

I'd embarrassed myself enough tonight. No matter what I said to Carter tonight, it wouldn't change a damn thing about him. This was the real him; this was the person who also broke my sister's heart without a care in the world. I should have never expected anything different from him.

My feelings never mattered to him. He never cared about me.

I rushed out of the field as I wiped the tears away. He never once opened his mouth to apologize. He never once tried to console me. He watched me break down in front of him and never did anything to help me. He truly didn't have any emotion.

I'm about to exit the stadium when I see Clara standing in front of me with a look of betrayal on her face. I wasn't the only one that had been betrayed. She'd also been betrayed by me.

"Scarlett!" I hear Carter shouting my name.

He was right behind me. He'd left the field. Why was he even following me? I knew it wasn't to give me an apology. Someone like Carter wasn't capable of doing something nice.

Clara moves her gaze from me to him, and he spots her at the same time that she sees him.

Her eyes narrow, and she looks emotionless as she walks over to him and slaps him hard across his face. That was his second slap for the night.

She turns to look at me.

"Clara—"

She raises her hand to stop me.

"I have nothing to say to you, Scarlett."

I can hear the pain in her voice, and it breaks my heart even further than before.

"Please, Clara, please hear what I have to say," I beg her. "Everything that happened. . . I never meant for it to happen. I never meant to fall in love with him. I couldn't stop my feelings no matter how hard I tried."

"Don't." She stops me for a second time. "There's nothing you can say to change what you did. It's already done. You chose him over your relationship with me, and he did to you the same thing that he did to me."

I bit my lip and tasted my tears.

"I'm so sorry Clara." I cry. "I'm so sorry."

I watched her walk away from me and knew there was nothing I could say to make any of this better.

My tears are even worse now. They're uncontrollable, and my body trembles with the shock of everything.

"You did this," I whisper. "You took everything from me."

He looked away from my penetrating gaze, and when he looked back at me, the cold stare was back.

"You knew what you were getting yourself into when you started messing around with me." He tells me.

My gaze hardens. "You think you're the only one that knows how to play games?" I demand. "Everything from the start was Clara's revenge plan."

He freezes and narrows his eyes.

"What?" He asks.

"All of it from the start was all a lie, Carter. Clara asked me to flirt with you; she wanted you to fall in love with me so that I could break your heart. From the start, it was all a lie." I snap.

His eyes narrow, "then I guess it's a fucking good thing that I never liked you from the start, either."

I nod, "fuck you Carter. I hope one day the girl you love breaks your heart and never looks back."

He smiles, "That has already happened, Scarlett. And I've already moved on from that."

What?

There was a girl that he loved that broke his heart. I shouldn't care about that.

"Good," I shout. "From today onwards, I hope we never have anything to say to each other again. Goodbye, Carter. I wish I never have to see you again.”