MasukA million thoughts were going through my head. For a moment, I almost gave in.I wanted to kiss him again. I wanted to forget about the DNA test, forget about David, and just be with Noah, even if it was only for a few minutes.But I couldn't.I pulled away from him, taking a deep breath as I tried to get my thoughts together.“No. I can't do this.”Noah stared at me.“What?”I looked away, unable to hold his gaze.“We need to wait until we get the DNA results. We need to be sure first, Noah.”I hated how those words sounded coming out of my mouth, but what else was I supposed to do? What if we were actually related? What if we went ahead with this and then found out that my mom was telling the truth?I didn't even want to think about it.I looked back at Noah, and I could see the hurt in his eyes. It was only for a second, but I saw it. The way his expression changed, the way he suddenly looked like I'd rejected him.And honestly, it broke my heart.“Okay,” he said quietly.I frowned
The janitor was still trying to open the door. With each turn of the handle, by heart skipped multiple beats.My breathing became erratic. “What are we going to do?” I whispered.Noah looked at me.“Calm down.”“Calm down?” I whispered, staring at him. “They’re literally trying to open the door, Noah!”“You’re overreacting.”“I’m overreacting? I know for sure nothing good will come out of us being seen together in this closet.”I looked at him like he was crazy.“So how am I over reacting? Or is this your plan? Is this what you had in mind? Is that why you brought me here?”Noah rolled his eyes and pulled out his phone.I continued to stare at the figure I think is his.“What are you doing?”He didn't answer.His fingers moved quickly across the screen as he sent a couple of texts.“Seriously?” I whispered. “This is the wrong time to be texting.”He continued typing.“Who are you even texting? Are you getting help?”Noah finally looked up at me.“Relax.”“Relax?”I folded my arms.“W
The night was a blur.I barely slept because I couldn't stop thinking about everything that happened at the hospital.Noah crying.Noah telling me he loved me.And the DNA test.I kept tossing and turning in bed, staring at the ceiling while my mind went through every possible outcome.What if the results came back positive?What if Noah and I really were blood siblings?What would happen then?I didn't even want to think about it.Then there was the other possibility.What if the results came back negative?I knew they would.I already knew the truth.But somehow, that didn't make me feel any better.There were just so many things on my mind.Can I even live with my dad? Should I even still be calling him my dad when I know he for sure isn’t?I still hadn't completely gotten used to the fact that David was my biological father, for some reason I just can’t accept it.Then there was Noah.What was going to happen between us after the results came out?Would things go back to the way t
“What truth?” I asked, staring at Noah. “My dad already told me everything.” Noah shook his head. “I know what he told you.” “Then what else is there?” “I need to hear it from your mom.” I frowned. “Why?” “Because I don’t believe it.” I stared at him in disbelief. “You don’t believe that David is my father?” “No.” His answer came so quickly that I didn’t even know what to say. “Noah, you heard him yourself.” “I heard him say it. That doesn’t mean it’s true.” He ran his hand through his hair and looked away. “I need to know for sure.” I sighed. “And how exactly are you planning to do that?” “We need to go to the hospital.” My eyes widened. “What?” “You heard me Rosalie… we’re going to the hospital.” “Noah, this is crazy.” “I know.” He grabbed his keys from the table. “But I need to know the truth.” I watched him for a few seconds before following him. “But you told my dad that my mom needed him… isn’t us going there going to like crash whatever is happening?” “
I continued to stare into space. My mind was spinning in a million directions. I've had this scare before, but now it's dawning on me.David is my father. David fathered Noah... Noah is my brother. My blood brother...I placed my hand on my forehead as my head began to spin. I heard my dad clear his throat and swallow hard.“Why... why didn't you tell me all these years? Why did you wait?”“Because I didn't know how to tell you, Rosalie... your mother kicked me out of your life. I had no idea where you guys were. She threatened me never to show up again... I tried so many times over the years, but she was so good at hiding you from me.”A tear rolled down my cheek. I sniffled, then turned to look at my dad.“I'm sorry, Rosalie. I tried... I really tried. I wanted you to come live with me. I wanted you to meet Carmen. I felt like you would've been happier living with me.”My dad let out a sigh, then moved closer to me.“The neighborhood is great. There are lots of kids your age. You ca
My heart dropped.I just stared at him. I couldn’t believe he was really here. He looked like the pictures, but older. A little grey in his hair. Lines on his face I didn’t remember.It felt like hours as I continued to stare at him.I turned to look at David, who was staring at me with a small smile plastered on his lips. What was I supposed to do? Run and hug him? Scream at him for leaving? I wanted to do both so bad my chest hurt. Was David expecting me to be so happy? Did he not know the story behind what happened?My breathing got faster. The room started to spin. My legs gave out and I slowly slid down to the floor.“Rosalie…”His voice broke the silence. I didn’t answer. I bit the inside of my cheek, fighting back the tears.“You’re so grown…”The sentence sparked something in me. I looked up. My eyes were burning. “Of course I’m grown. What were you expecting? For me to still look six? Like when you left?”I heard a “Damn,” from somewhere. Justin, pr
My eyes widened.Was he really asking me that? Because you threatened me with a knife.Because you stole my panties.But the words died in my throat when his thumb brushed my pulse point. “Why?” He asks again.“Are you really asking that?” I scoffed. “I’m going to assume you’re drunk. It’s the
The first thing I saw was the steady rise and fall of his chest as the morning light filtered through the blinds, painting stripes across Noah. He was still sleeping peacefully beside me and a stupid smile touched my lips. For a second, it just felt… good. Calm.Geez, I shouldn’t be here smiling at
My eyes widened at the words that came out of his mouth. What he said wasn’t what shocked me, it was the way he said that so easily. After holding his stare for a few seconds, I turned to the window. The silence engulfed us, before I decided to break it.“Well, it’s my turn.” I said opening the do
Rosalie’s POVNow I’m sure Noah is running mad. How can he just barge into my room without knocking? Like he just threatened me with a knife a few minutes ago. I kept my back pressed against the headboard, refusing to flinch as his shadow swallowed the space between us. I continued to stare at h







