The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

~SCARLETT~

It was the last game before we went on a two-week break from all classes. Autumn’s wedding was also coming up. Clara and I knew we had to be there to support her. We’d already received the invitations from the Fawns.

Jenna wasn’t with us tonight; she’d skipped because of a family event.

I hadn’t seen Carter since the night he came into my room.

I could feel my cheeks turn red at the reminder of that night. Carter had done things to my body that made me see stars.

Clara had walked into the room before he could take things further, and thankfully, she didn’t suspect anything.

I couldn’t get that night out of my head. I knew I should have pushed him away. Instead, I’d wanted him to do even more to me that night. I was ready to give Carter a part of myself I’d never given to anyone else.

It terrified me.

I kept telling myself that I would stay away from him, but a part of me knew I was already hooked.

It’s been two days since that night. I was looking forward to seeing him during the game tonight.

I didn’t want to see him k**s another woman after the game, but I understood now that he didn’t have an option. This was something every single one of the players had to do as long as they played phenomenally. I had to try and control my jealousy tonight before Clara suspected something.

As soon as the crowd began to chant Carter’s name, I knew that he was on the field. I searched for him and felt my heart skip a beat when I saw him.

Why did it feel like forever since I’d last seen him when it’s only been two days? Carter always looked amazing under the spotlight. He was made just for it.

When the game started, I held my breath. Carter gets the ball quickly, but he passes it to his brother almost immediately.

“I’ve never known Ares was part of the team,” I tell Clara.

“He wasn’t.” She informs me. “He was supposed to try out for the team at the end of the year; Carter must have found a way to get him into the team earlier.”

Ares was also a good player, from what I could see, but he wasn’t anything compared to Carter.

Carter moved effortlessly while he played; it wasn’t like that for Ares. I could tell he was trying hard. When he scores, the sounds from the crowd are deafening.

“He’s good.” Clara points out. “Carter has trained him well for this day.”

While everyone is looking at Ares, I’m staring at Carter. There’s a look of pride on his face as he watches his brother celebrate his first goal. He didn’t seem to care that he was sharing the spotlight with his brother. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him look this happy. Seeing him like this made me feel good inside.

When the game continues, I’m surprised when Carter does the same thing and passes the ball to his brother. Usually, he’s the one to score.

“Carter isn’t playing like he usually does.” Clara pointed out precisely what I was thinking.

“Do you think he’s injured?” I ask her.

She shook her head, “I don’t think so; if he were injured, we would have known. I think he’s laying low so that Ares could shine tonight.”

That would make sense.

“Does this mean he wouldn’t be the star player tonight?” I ask her.

Part of me loved seeing Carter as the star player, but the other half was sad to see him k**s other girls. I wish there were a way where he could be the star player and not have to k**s random strangers at the end of the game.

Clara nods, “It does look like Carter isn’t going to be the star player tonight.”

“Are there any games that they’ve ever lost?” I ask her. So far, I’ve only seen his team win.

She doesn’t have to think twice before saying, “Dawn Riders.”

“Dawn Riders?” I ask her.

She nods, “That’s the name of their biggest rival. They are fairly new, but they have been performing well. They are the only team that threatens the fearsome.”

I was new to all of this. Suddenly, I was interested in everything that concerned Carter. Since this game meant so much to him, I wanted to know as much about it as possible. Clara knew plenty about him since she’d been by his side for a long time. It was not the same for me. There was plenty I still didn’t know about him.

The crowd cheers when it’s announced that our academy just won. I wait patiently for them to announce the star player. We’re all shocked when they say Carter’s name instead of his brother’s.

What was going on?

Why didn’t they give the award to Ares? It didn’t make any sense to me.

“I was sure they would give it to Ares,” Clara whispers. “He scored the most goals.”

Carter looks upset on the field as he walks over to his coach.

“They’re arguing.” Clara points out. “Why does it look like Carter doesn’t want to be the star player tonight?”

Her question sends my head spinning. Was it possible he didn’t want to be the star player because of me?

That’s not possible. He wouldn’t do something like that for me. Or would he?