CHAPTER 2 - MISTAKEN IDENTITY

I AWOKE as I caught a glimmer of sunlight coming through my window. I smiled broadly as I recalled what had happened the previous evening. It was lovely and fantastic. I had no regrets about what had happened between us as I stared at Jonas, who was laying next to me. It's okay, even if I still felt sore. I sighed heavily and turned to face the one man who had ever captured my heart.

The only man that I truly loved, my first and definitely my last.

Jonas was lying face down while he was sleeping. Even though I couldn’t see his face because it was buried on his pillow, I admired how stance was so calm and soothing. As I ran my fingers through his hair and scented his manly scent, I couldn’t help but feel in love all over again. It's been two years since we started dating, but my love for him has never left. In every minute that we’ve been together, my love has just gotten deeper.

I heard him groan and was about to shift positions, so I instinctively moved away to allow him to move freely. It felt like I was in slow motion when he shifted his position to face me. I can feel my face burning red while I am feeling mixed emotions. I am smiling from ear to ear and can't hide the happiness that I have inside my heart.

However, when Jonas finally faced me, the smile on my face went away in just a snap when he twitched away as if he saw a ghost.

"Who are you?" He shouted in terror as if he didn’t know me at all.

I was shocked when he did that. Why does it seem like he doesn’t know me? My body suddenly went into panic mode as fear started to overcome my hysterical body. I snatched the blanket on top of me and covered myself when I felt the need to protect myself.

"Jo-Jonas."  I trailed off, staring at him nervously.

"You say what?" Jonas’ hands wiped his face aggressively. "Oh great! Just great! Fuck!"

While staring at him, I was so confused when he jumped off the bed, standing in front of me without being bothered that he’s naked. Puzzled, I still managed to roll my eyes when Jonas even tried to get dressed in front of me, especially with his irritated face.

"Who the hell are you?" he asked. What’s happening to Jonas? Why do I feel like he’s not the Jonas that I knew for years? But they look the same! His eyes were flaring as if he could kill me with his stares.

So, now, he’s the one who has the right to be mad, huh? Wow? Just wow!

"E-Excuse me? I d-don’t understand, but why are you acting like I’m a s-stranger? Why?!" I asked him, stuttering because of the pain and anger that I’m feeling right now. My blood was not starting to boil because of him. My brows were raising while I was staring sharply at him.

When he finished zipping up his pants, he ran his hands over his face again. Smirking, he massaged his temple as if I had caused his headache.

He didn’t even answer me, so I added, "If y-you are joking, this is not a good one, Jonas."

"Seriously? Don’t act as if you're some kind of innocent bitch! And will you stop calling me Jonas because I am not that person!" He spat those words at me, as it seemed to him that I was lying in front of his eyes. The heck! I was about to answer this motherfucker, but he cut me off with a nerve-pissing question.

"Tell me, how much?" He seriously asked while his hands were on his hips, looking at me as if I were just a random bitch. So he’s not the Jonas that I know? But how did it happen when I know that Jonas doesn’t have a twin brother?

Even though I was so confused by what was happening, I still managed to answer his rude question.

"Wow? How dare you ask me that, you thick-faced?" I irritably asked, not believing that he really asked me that rude question.

"Look, I don’t have the time to play fool with you, Miss, and I don’t even care who you are." He simultaneously said while wearing his shirt. "Just tell me how much you want to keep your mouth shut about what happened and forget everything. What about that?"

All I fucking know is that my whole system is boiling really hot due to my anger toward this person. I never knew that he was so think-faced and rude like this. I wanted to refute, but I just can’t! I kept on blaming myself because I was supposed to be happy, but this is happening to me. Why and how?

I cannot even fathom that I gave that one thing that I protect the most to this rude stranger here, who looks exactly like Jonas. I gave my virginity to this motherfucker.

And Jonas, where is he? I wasn't even drunk yesterday, but what is this? How did I end up screwing with an arrogant stranger? I can almost feel the waters that were trying to come out of my eyes, but I looked above to prevent my tears from falling.

I don’t want to cry in front of him. I saw him grab his phone off the side table and call someone.

”I will text you the address and the things that you have to do. I want you to come over here, NOW!” 

I almost jumped out of surprise because of his authoritative order on his phone. After that, he got a pile of cash from his pocket and threw it on the bed near me, where I was still covering myself with a blanket. He looked at me with a deadpan expression.

"That’s all that I have right now, but if that’s not enough, Alex will take care of the rest," he said, emphasizing every word. "And I warn you to keep your mouth shut or you’ll be dead."

I know that he’s threatening me with his sharp words as he walks away, but I can’t imagine that he said that coldly to my face. I can’t even understand why I couldn’t speak in front of him. I wanted to shout and tell him that he’s wrong about me, but I just can’t. I’m not a slut or a sex worker, and God knows I would rather wash a thousand plates than be the person he thinks I am.

My eyes were flaring in wrath and disgust while I was staring at him. Even if he’s Jonas or not, I don’t care. All I know is that I’m boiling mad right now! After a second or two, I got myself up, fixed the blanket covering my body, got the money he threw on the bed, and came after him. When I reached his back, I threw all the money he gave me, and it hit his back. He must be shocked by what I’ve done.

He stood frozen before me. His shoulder stiffened as it flexed, then he faced me. His deep eyes looked at me as if I'd be in the abyss with a snap of his finger. His deadpan expression was here before my eyes, and with his brows curled, he just blankly stared at me.

I gulped and took a step back because of his intimidating stance, but I managed to pile up my courage to talk back to him. I lifted my chin high and looked into his eyes as if they could kill me. "I-I'm not what you think I am!"

He didn’t answer. I followed up with the courage left in my body. "So get your fucking money out of me and take it yourself! I’m not a slut, you rude imbecile stranger!"

I felt like my eyes were about to flush out all their hatred through tears that could even flood this room. I pressed my lips together to suppress my emotions because I didn’t want him to see me helpless and pathetic like this. Pride is the only thing that I have right now, and I won’t have him treat me like I’m just trash after all that we’ve been through.

Fearing what might happen, I composed myself and had a staring contest with him. When he started to move in my direction, I instinctively moved backwards so I could keep the distance I had away from him. After a few seconds, I felt that I was against the wall—a dead end. I can’t move now. My hands curled up in the blanket that I had on as if my life depended on it.

I gasped when I felt his breath, with his face only a few inches from me. He’s towering me with his height that I felt so small for the nth time. He looked exactly like Jonas, but I can tell now that this man is not him. My knees started to tremble. What will he do to me?

My eyes immediately shut when he pressed his heavy hands against the wall, enclosing me with his huge biceps and toned arms.

"You’re feisty, huh?" He then smirked after saying that under his breath. " Fine, let's see what you’ve got there!" He intently spoke as I opened my eyes in terror.

I felt like I would be in absolute doom while looking at his evil eyes, which were once the eyes of my one and only lover.