[Tin x Can] If Only I Could Trust

Chapter 17: Part 2

Once outside, imitation Can stopped me before entering the car. His worried look causing me to almost calm him before reality struck me. My raised hand fell back down to my side. My heart began to take a rapid beat as the anxiety I started to feel began to destroy it's already dilapidated state. He's not Can.

'What the hell is wrong with you? Come on.' I sneered, grabbing his arm slightly roughly, causing him to wince. My hold loosened and he frowned at me. My fists balled tightly, aching to punch him hard in his face but I knew I couldn't. 

'Your car is equipped with an alarm. If we take it they'll know. Once it gets close to the house it will tell them. Let's park it somewhere and catch a cab.' He was smart in some way at least. 

'Whatever. You better not be tricking me or I will hurt you Plan. I don't have much patience left.' I warned with what I felt were partly empty threats.

'Can I ask you one favor?' 

'Spit it out.'

'Kiss me, for one last time. I know that you will throw me away once you get Can back. Give me at least this and I will tell you where he moved to now.' Was this guy fucking insane? Kiss him? My hand snuck around his neck and I squeezed hard for him bribing me and I watched his face turn red. The face of Can. 

'Is that all it takes, nothing more?' I was losing the will to hurt him.

'That's all and please forgive me.' He gasped for air as I pinned him against the car. My hands now slamming on each side of his head.

'If you lie to me I'll kill you first.' I said, before violently crashing our lips together. I tried to not feel anything but my body couldn't be helped. It seemed to have been tricked and responded more than I wanted to the warmth of his body. It forgot the betrayal of this person. It was giving in until my brain kicked in, coming to its senses.

I pushed back and stared at the imposter's face. His eyes were closed and he was breathing heavily. When they opened it shocked me at the strong feelings that swirled there. It started to draw me back in until I jerked away, turning from him lest he sees the evidence of what that kiss did to me. I clenched my hands at my sides.

He's not Can. Fucking get a grip on yourself.

'Get in the car.' I said in a softer tone than I wanted to. 

He didn't say anything thankfully and I heard the light click of the door. Why did I agree to kiss the look-alike so quickly anyway? Because I'd do anything for my wife and his safety. If he had asked for more than a kiss, would I have complied? I didn't want to think about it. My heart was beating fast and I composed myself before entering the car. I tried not to look at him or make any contact whatsoever. Him looking like Can was dangerous and those who did this knew exactly what they were doing to me.

I wouldn't willingly cheat on Can knowing it's not him. That was out of the question. I felt Plan's head lay on my shoulder as we drove to the car drop spot. My skin felt as if it was burning. I started berating myself for being attracted right now. He's Plan not Can. Damn. They even had similar names.

'Thank you for kissing me like you meant it back there. I really do love you...' He stopped talking after that and I was grateful. I couldn't take the stress and my hands gripped the steering wheel harshly. A few more minutes and I can get out of this damn car. He even smelled like Can. He used his soap, his cologne. I was being tortured. 

Finally.

In the end, I had to touch him because he had a fit in the middle of the sidewalk. He was getting cold feet as we walked down the street to a public area to catch the cab. I turned and stared at him with disgust as I pulled him as I pleased until he gave up struggling. Once inside the new car, he instructed them to take us to an area I knew all too well.