Mistaken Identity

Chapter 9 Green

Ms. Wilson opens the door the room that was three doors away from the staircase. I followed her in the

room, When we were both in she turn to me.

"This is your room. Henrique is in the room beside this one. Neatly place your belongings in the

closet, dinner is at seven. Is there anything you need to know?" she asked with annoyed look on her

face, her wringles showing.

"Yes, actually, I'd like to see Henrique." I answered. I needed to see why I agreeded to should a

bizzare deal. Oh, yeah, If you didn't he'll make your life hell.

"No, Ms. Bisson. He's taking a nap and he's not the easiest person to control when he's awake. As

soon as he wakes you'll hear him." With that, Ms. Wilson exits my room.

I looked at the comfy bed which I will sleep in. I sighed In contentment. I walked over to it and sat on

the edge. Oh, my the comforter was so soft. I smiled and closed my tired eyes.

I woke up to the sound of screaming. I quickly rubbed my eyes to see if i was dreaming but the

screaming didn't stop. I got up and followed the noise. I landed on the door next to my room. I opened

and saw a boy baby in a crib. He was standing with his hands on the borders. Henrique. I smiled and

made my way to the baby.

I bent and picked him up. His face was teary. I use my fingers, wipe his eyes and rock him. "Shh.. baby.

It's gonna be okay. Shh..everything is okay." I smiled as I saw the green eye beauty, took my hand in

his and stopped crying. My heart melt. He's so sweet. How could Alliyah do such a thing to her child?

He is so beautiful. His green eyes looking rather very simlar but I couldn't pin point in. Both Alliyah and

I have grey eyes. His father, his brother. Of course, his evil brother shared the same eye color as he

do.

"Food," he mumbled. I was startled when I heard him. How old is he?

"Oh, baby hungry?" I asked him.

He nod his head and put it in my shoulder. I exit his room and walk down the stairs. I looked around to

where the stair ended I didn't know the next move to make. I heard noise from a corner of the house. I

followed the noise and founded the kitchen. I saw Ms. Wilson washing the pots. I was about to call her

but she sense our presence and turn around.

"He's hungry." I told her. I didn't know what else to say. I've never taken care of a child before.

"So feed him," I raised my brows and she continued. "His bottle is in the fridge, just warm it."

"Okay, thanks." I said I turned but then remembered to ask his age. "How old is he?"

She shakes her head then say, "He's eighteen months old," she went back to her task.

I opened the fridge and took out one of the ready-made milk. I open the microwave and place the bottle

in. I place it on 1 minutes. I took a seat behind the island.

I lift him the enfant head off my shoulder and look him in the eyes. His beautiful green eyes looked in

my grey ones. I smiled. "Hi. I'm Kally. I'm your aunt,"

"Hi," he whispered.

"You're so sweet. We're gonna have so much fun." I smile and lightly pinch his soft cheeks. He looked

at me then smile. You have the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen, even prettier than your grandma's."

I look at his eyes as he stared at me. "My eyes are ugly compare to yours. My eyes are just grey and

simple. Grey?" I shot up with the baby in my hand. "Ms. Wilson have you seen a dog around?" How did

I forget Grey? He was my soul joy.

"Yes, Ms. Bisson, he's around." The maid assured me without looking from her task.

"Grey," I shouted.

"Shh..Mr. Carter hates noise."

I rolled my eyes, Like I care what Mr. Carter thinks/

After waiting on the mirco wave to stop I saw my brown dog. I bent on my knees with Henrique still in

my hands. I pat my dog and he growled. I felt Henrique flinch, I turn and look at my nephew and said.

"He won't hurt you, Henrique. See." I lifted the child's hand and brought it to my dog's head. I felt

vibration. I looked up from my dog to the infant and I saw a smile on his face.

"You're so cute," I look between my dog and my nephew. "Both of you,"

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"I guess that's your milk," I got up off my knee and back in my standing position. I heard my dog growl.

"You too. Hmm..okay, when I'm finish feeding the baby you'll be next okay." My dog bowed his and

growled. Walking over to the microwave I take out the warm milk. I was about to take the a seat at the

island again but I heard Ms. Wilson.

"Go to the living hall,"

I turned and made my way out of the kitchen and Grey followed behind me. I saw the comfy white

couch I took a seat in it and place Henrique in my lap. I held the bottle to his mouth but he took it from

me and began to drink. I smiled. I watch as Henrique drink the milk on his own. I felt the couch sink in

and I turned to see him dog on the expensive white couch.

"Grey, get off," I asked nicely. He growled. "Grey, you're not at home, you can't sit on Mr. Carter's and

Ms. Wilson couch they already hate me. Now off." I stared in my dogs brown eyes practically begging

him to come off. "Please baby, I'll give you a piece of my ..ham." he growled even more. "Yeah, you

know I don't eat ham, I'll give you a Skittles." With that my dog came off the couch. I began to laugh.

Yes, my dog didn't come off the couch not for a piece of ham but a tiny Skittles. One of main reason

Grey is my Soul mate. He's the only can make me laugh this hard. I shake my head and turn my head

back at Henrique who was still drinking his milk. I smiled at the infant in my arms. I felt the couch sink in

for the second time. I didn't look him from Henrique but said. "Grey off!" I heard death silence, then

that's when I decide to look him and a set of green eyes were on me.

"Green," I mumbled.