Not Prince Charming (Completed)

7 - truth

“Everybody’s got a dark side. Do? Can you love me? Can you love mine?”
~Kelly Clarkson (Dark side)

“Of course, I’m not Noah, I’m Luke. What’s wrong?” He asks, looking a little lost with everything.

“Everything.” This is my answer because this I believe is the worse thing that can ever happen to me.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” The frown on his face grows, and I know he’s angry. “Why would you even think I’m Noah?”

“I don’t know. You two look the same?” I reply unintelligibly, trying to keep my eyes on his face and only there because he was still naked and hot.

“We do not look the same. There are a lot of differences if you only look.” He slams angrily, although his anger isn’t directed at me.

“How was I supposed to be vigilant of that when I didn’t even know Noah had a brother, let alone a twin?! Plus, how vigilante are you during sex?”

He moves a little as if feeling discomfort in his skin, “What you’re saying is everything that happened back there happened because you thought I was Noah?”

“Yes!” I exclaim, even though that is a complete lie. Maybe I couldn’t put all the differences together, but deep down I knew something was different, and it felt good and I wanted it to feel good, but he didn’t have to know that. “Why else would a girl you don’t know want to have sex with you?”

“You know me.” He says with a serious tone of voice as he takes a step closer.

My heartbeat increases in speed at his movement. “No,” I raise my hands, “I don’t, and please stay back.”

He pressed his lips together and takes a step back. “We met, you and I. It wasn’t on a good term, but we’ve met.”

I shake my head. “I think I’d remember if I’ve met you before?”

“At the café two weeks ago, it was unlike me, but I was the jerk who wanted to take your spot.” He scratches his head slowly. “I needed to be put in my place and you did just that.”

This revelation only got me more confused. “That was you?”

It makes sense now, the one I ran into at the cafe had what I thought annoying brown eye while Noah had blue, just like I noticed this one’s hair was longer earlier and looked past it, even the way they talked was different. One talked as though he owned the fucking world and the other didn’t. All these differences were staring me in the face, yet I still couldn’t pick them up.

All the while I kept thinking Noah was doing this to me because of what happened in the cafe, but that wasn’t it. Noah is a completely different person.

He nods, a little smile appearing on his hurt expression, “Yeah, I was hurrying for the Leeds’ movement and you made me wait till it was my turn. You taught me something that day. If it’s good, then it’s worth the wait. I couldn’t make it for the Educate A Child campaign, though. I had urgent matters to attend to afterwards and had to leave the country and had to let Noah replace me for the campaign. I only came back a few days ago, and I thought I should formally apologise for the way I behaved at the cafe and ask you out.”

It all makes sense, but still makes my skin crawl. I have been intimate with two brothers and I feel worse than I felt this morning. I am afraid of everything I just found out; I am afraid of Noah finding out what had happened; I am afraid of what he’d do to me if he is ever to find out what’s happened and most importantly I’m afraid because I am developing feeling for this man standing in front of me.