The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

Chapter 248 - The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

Book 3 -Chapter 84

~DANTE~

"What the hell are you thinking?" Atticus demands from me. "Are you trying to get yourself fucking killed?"

I glare at him. "Do you know what it feels like when your wife leaves you, and you're the fucking reason why?" I demand. "Do you know what that guilt feels like? I can't fucking breathe without her Atticus. I'd rather die in that ring trying to get her back than sit back and do nothing."Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

His jaw clenches. "Why the fuck do you think this stupid plan of yours will work?" he demands.

"Because she loves me." I roar. Then softer, "She loves me. Willow loves me. If she sees me getting my ass beat in that ring, she will come. I know she will."

He grabs me by my shirt, "And what if she isn't even watching those matches? What if she doesn't even know what you're up to?"

I angrily shove his hands off me. "It doesn't matter. At least I know there's a chance that she's watching. At least I know there's a tiny chance that she would come. That's all I need to know to continue with these last two fights."

He looks at me like I'd lost my mind. And maybe I have lost my mind. Willow is the only woman I'll ever do something like this for. She's the only woman I'll sacrifice everything for. She's the only woman that ever deserved everything I had to offer.

"Everything you worked for, your reputation, is going down the drain. Your opponents see you as a joke now!" He snaps. "I've never been supportive of this side of you. I've never liked seeing you in those fights, but I've grown to accept it because I saw how good you were and what it was doing for you. Now, I'm forced to see you get your ass beat, night after night. I'm tired of seeing you destroy your life, Dante. It's mentally draining!"

"I don't fucking care about any of that!" I roar. "All that matters to me is getting Willow back. Can't you see that?"

I know he understands me; I know he feels my pain because he went through it once before. Yet, he was still trying to stop me from doing what I had to.

"It's not like we aren't searching," he points out. "Everyone is out in their numbers looking for her. We're all looking. Why can't you look with us instead of doing something this risky?"

"I have been looking." I remind him. "And each second of every day I don't find her, I lose my reason to keep living. This is my last desperate call for her to return to me. This is my last hope, can't you see it? If this doesn't work, Willow will not return home to me."

"Do what the fuck you want!" he shouts at me. "But I won't be there when you get your ass beaten in that fucking cage. I've seen enough already; I can't watch it anymore. I'll be out with our family searching for Willow. I hope you can change your mind and come with us instead of letting someone beat you in a damn cage."

I ignore him. I knew he was frustrated with me and lashing out. Nothing any of my family members said to me could make me back out of these last two fights.

Since the last five nights didn't work, I'd moved my last fight to tonight. Instead of one match, I'll have both matches tonight. I think that's why Atticus was freaking out this much. He knew that tonight would be much worse than the other five.

Every day, I returned home with bruises all over my body, breaking everyone's hearts. Yet, no one's heart was as broken as mine when I looked up from the ring each night and didn't see Willow.

I would lay on the ground, defeated for a few minutes, under all the screams and blood, waiting for her to show up.

Tonight was my last chance to see her. I knew she wouldn't show herself again after this.

"She will come," I tell Atticus. "She will come, because she loves me."

I don't know why I was saying these words to him; maybe I was trying to convince myself by telling him this. Maybe I was trying to give myself hope to keep going.

"And if you care about her, why would you hurt yourself knowing it would also hurt her?" He asks me.

I knew it was his last resort to try and convince me to stop.

"Because it's my only chance of returning her to me," I answer him. "I need her in my life Atticus."

He doesn't say anything as he storms out of the family room.

I didn't want to hurt Willow, but if this was my only chance of getting her back to me, I was taking it.

So far, my plan was not working. She hasn't shown up for the first five nights. Either she didn't see the matches, or someone held her against her will.

I'd made sure to have each of these matches broadcast everywhere. I wanted to try everything I could so that she would know exactly what I was up to without her there.

As I make my way out of the house, I see each of my family members watching me with disappointment in their eyes. The fear was there also. They were scared of how badly I would get injured tonight.

I don't bother saying anything to them as I jump into my truck.

This was it.

My last chance to get Willow back into my life.