Actress in Disguise

Chapter 11

Chapter 11~

The striking sound of the slap still reverberates in the air, as Tyler caresses his cheek with his hand. His eyes widen with horror, as he stares at me, mouth open. There is no denying his shock and confusion.

"W-what was that for?" He stuttered, gaping at me.

I shot him one of my piercing glares, as if eyes would speak. "Nobody, and I mean absolutely nobody insults my family! Got it?" I spat at him sternly, taking a step forward. "And that means you too, Miss I'm-so-fucking-great-and-my-ego-is-bigger-than-my-manhood."

"Wha-" he croaked, but couldn't continue his sentence.

And I didn't bother waiting for the rest of it either. I turned my body around and stomped off, leaving the ever so stunned Tyler Crystal still gaping into blank space. Ha! How's that huh? I grinned as soon as my back was to him. It was my victory...

**

As soon as I stepped into my house, I rushed over to the couch immediately and jumped onto it, spreading out my arms. Man was it another tiring day! However the exhaustion I felt was soon overcome by my joy. I smirked to myself as the scene of slapping Tyler replayed itself in my head. It was something I've wanted to do for a long time. Ever since the moment he made the poor girl cry at school, and for everything he's ever done... The anger has built up layer after layer...

And now I finally got to do the one thing I've wanted to do most... Smack him hard across the face. It was pure joy. The beam stretched even wider across my face, and I bet I looked like a creepy ass clown. But I didn't care... I was too happy at the moment to care... I got to do what I wanted without blowing my cover and it fitted perfectly with the Caroline act. This was perfection. My acting skills from years of experience has payed off well.

Before I could fully celebrate my heavenly moment, the sound of the doorbell echoed down the hall. I groaned, as I reluctantly forced my heavy ass off the couch and dragged my feet towards the source. Who the hell could it be?

I peeked through the hole (you know what I mean, so don't think of pervy stuff :P) and my eye came into contact with a nest of untamed brown hair. I watched curiously as Tyler nervously shuffled around fidgeting with his fingers on my porch. I had the sudden urge to laugh but I held it in, not wanting to let him notice my presence.

My hand reached for the knob, about to meet him, but then the thought struck me... This is Caroline's house!

Fuck.

I dashed with superhuman speed to my room and struggled to tug my clothes off as fast as I could. I then pulled on my wig and baggy clothes. Almost forgetting the glasses, I hurried over to my mirror and slid them on.

That's when I noticed that I still had my makeup on! Argh! I quickly snatched a few makeup remover wipes and scrubbed like crazy until most of it was off. I didn't even bother getting it all off since Caroline was meant to be one ugly fuck anyways... There wasn't any time to do the Caroline makeup so I just rushed to the door with what I had on at the moment.

I was panting by the time I reached the door, but I paused real quick to take a few deep breaths, not risking the chance of him seeing that I've been running...

The door swung open, and I tried to force myself to act casual, like I was bored.

"What do you want?" I snapped at him, staring through my large lenses.

"I uh... Do you know where Jessica may be at?" His face was all scrunched up into weird creases, similar to that of a pug. It cracked me up, this dude is not very attractive when he's all worried...

"No... Why would I?" I played it cool, twirling with a greasy strand of brown hair.

"Shit," he mumbled nervously under his breath, as he cast troubled glances all around. "Where could she be?"

"How the hell would I know?"

"Well sorry to bother you. I'm off." He didn't waste a single second, and bolted right off...

When I was certain that he was out of sight, I walked inside and slammed the door behind me, feeling quite satisfied. What a dumbass.... I let out the laugh I was bottling up for so long. I had him playing right in the palm of my hand, yet he doesn't know a thing! It was ridiculous.

I smiled as I entered the kitchen for a tub of vanilla ice cream. Sure I eat ice cream when I'm stressed, but today it's for celebration...

I had thought this disguise was going to be hard, but seeing how naive and simpleminded the brunette boy was, it gave me newfound confidence. Maybe I could pull this act off after all...

**

The luscious dark curls of the young boy blew crazily in the rapid wind currents, as he happily dashed across the lawn, giggling in pure joy. "Noah," came a deep husky voice. A couple of coughs broke out, but it soon died down. "Noah, turn around. Face the camera." The little boy payed no mind as he spread out his little arms, pretending to be flying. He glided across the fields happily, and laughter filled the atmosphere like music.

He ran and ran, for all he's worth. And he tripped. He landed flat on his face and let out an "Oomph!" but there were no signs of tears whatsoever.

"Look at the camera, goddamnit!" Noah struggled to his feet, and spun around. His cheek was slightly red with tiny dirt particles. His mouth was lightly parted in that innocent way that only little kids can pull off. Noah's large forest eyes glistened under the sunlight, and his long lashes shadowed over the chubby cheeks. His olive skin matched Jeremy's, but only slightly lighter due to my half. It was needless to say, he was freaking adorable!

I smiled, as the video came to an end, then tapped "replay." I've repeated it for an hour straight, never getting tired of seeing his beautiful smile. It melted my heart. Heck, I can put the video on replay for the whole day!

Once again, for the millionth time, I stare at the screen of my phone intently as I watch Noah run. His curls flopped constantly in beat with each movement he makes. His laugh, it was the sweetest thing next to candy... And it's no surprise it filled my heart with happiness and warmth. I felt his joy. It was like we were connected, you know. As long as he was content, I have nothing else that I could possibly want. He was my sunshine, and always will be.

A beam spread across my face, as my eyes never left the little boy. He was happy. I can tell. I knew leaving him with Jeremy was a good idea. The thought made my smile broaden. Yes, Jeremy. He's been a good father. Although it hadn't worked out for us as a couple, but there's no denying his love for Noah. He's probably the best person to fit the role. Although I don't quite agree with the cursing. I wonder how he's been...

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Sorry it's short... I thought it was better to upload a short chapter than delaying it any longer...