Chapter 59 It's just a prop

Few weeks later

Rachel's POV

" And that's a wrap". The director announced as I got off the stage. Today was my last day acting the film, the part where Agnes is mistaken as Mara and is killed my Joyce's hired killer.

So far everything was going great, just that the director just decided to change how I died.

"Director George, please wait up". I called after him jogging quickly to catch up with him.

"Yes, how can I help you Ms Andrew?" He asked turning back to face me, his one hand on his glasses lowering them down so he could view my face.

" Sir, the thing is, Marina just informed me of the change in the script, the part where Agnes dies..."

"Yes? What about it?" He interrupted impatiently. His tone and demeanor showed that he was in a hurry, but yet I just had to ask.

" The script now says Agnes dies by a stray gun shot while Mara escapes ".

" Ok? "

Was this man not getting my point?

" The gunshot? The bullet! " I shouted tired of sugarcoating the entire thing.

Marina just informed me few minutes ago that I was going to be shot dead! Like, why the hell would they agree to that kind of change?

" Oh, that's what your worried about". The man smiled shaking his head.

I raised my brow at him, how was finding out you're going to get shot funny?

" Director..."

"It's just prop Ms Andrews".

"What?" I asked with a blink.

A prop gun?

" Did you really think I would allow a real gun be shot in this movie? It's a romance film not an action one". He stated giving me a dumb look.

Wow... A prop gun. I had no idea that kind of thing existed. Maybe that was why Marina didn't freak out when she told me about it, but she wasn't exactly calm either.

" But sir, what's the need for the sudden change of script? " I asked with a groan. Ever since that party, the Charity ball, Olivia has teamed up with Lana and both are desperately trying to make my life miserable, it wouldn't even surprise me if I find out this was Lana or even Olivia's idea.

The director let out a sigh dropping his hands to his side. " Olivia suggested..."

What did I just say?

It was Olivia's fucking idea for me to be shot with a gun.

I groaned even louder shutting my eyes tightly. " I've noticed that you and the other two female actress don't get along."

"That's because their always trying to fucking end me or something". I muttered to myself making the director raise a brow at me. I forced a smile at me blinking my eyes. " It's nothing".

He shrugged " Anyways, the gun is going to be a prop so nothing is going to happen to you, you're just going to pretend like you have been shot by Joyce". He said and turned to walk away

Joyce? Did he just say Joyce?

" What... Joyce, I thought it was a hired killer?" I asked stopping him from walking away by standing in front of him.

How could Joyce do the killing? If it was her how is it a miss then?

"Ms Andrews it's seems like you're yet to read the new script".

"Yes Marina only just gave them to me". I affirmed nodding my head. But what does that have to do with anything?

Director George grimaced pinching the bridge of his glasses. " Then I suggest you better start reading them because the scene would be shoot tomorrow. In the new script Joyce goes over to Agnes's house to end Mara herself. Agnes and Nikolai, Mara's son also happens to be at home something immediately they saw her coming they hid in a room and Mara stays to confront the lady. Blah blah blah, they talk and talk, and then Joyce's brings out a gun to shoot Mara, that's when Agnes jumps in the way and takes the bullet".

I stared unmoving at the director. He just recounted the new script for me but why did I feel it was not fear.

" But why do I have to jump in the way of the bullet?" I asked shaking my hands in the air frustratingly.

" You're not the one taking the bullet, Agnes is". He stated as a matter of fact. "But..."

He raised a finger to stop me from speaking any further. "This is not even up for discussion. If you're afraid about the scene don't worry it's not a real gun and everything would work out great, you working with professionals and you're a good actress". He complimented before walking away leaving me with the new script.

I should be happy right. The director just complimented my acting. He almost never does, the only time he had ever done that was the day if my auditioning. Why was I not happy?

I brushed my hair backwards looking around. My eyes caught Olivia at a corner speaking to Lana in hushed tones. It was about time I confronted those two.

My legs agreed with my brain and before I knew it I was walking over to them. Apart from on set, ever since we got here Olivia and I haven't seen eye to eye. It was like she was always avoiding me or something. Maybe it was because she was guilty if almost killing me with the helicopter thing, or maybe it was because she was planning something else.

I was just about reaching where the two women were when I felt something, touching my legs.

Or was it someone?

I looked down to see Hannah's young son, Jake looking up at me with a smile. He was wearing a cute blue shirt and black trousers. His bright round face had a bright smile on that highlighted his two deep dimples.

" Hey..." He called out.

I blinked looking around.

Was he talking to me?

That was a stupid question of course he was talking to me. If not why would be standing right beside me and looking up at me?

But it was still pretty surprising because ever since the day at the welcoming party, we never really spoke off set again.

" Hi..." I replied with an awkward wave.

He pouted crossing his hands on his chest. " I want to talk to you".

I blinked again while pointing at myself. "Me?"

He nodded.

I shook my head. This was not really the time. " Maybe later, I have something important to do and..." I glanced at the corner where Olivia and Lana were to see that they were gone.

Where did they go? I looked around hoping to see them again, before I felt a tug on my dress making me look down again to Jake.

"Now. Come on, I won't take much of your time". He ordered as he began walking away expecting me to follow him.

Okay... This was bold.

" Look here Jake, I really have something important to do". I said sighting Olivia and Lana walking out of the room.

He turned his neck back sharply to give me a glare. Then he blinked and his glare turned sad stare. " I really won't take much of your time. I know you don't want to talk to me, or hang out with me or..."

"Hold up". I stopped him before he could go any further. The rims of his eyes were already red and his lips were pulled up in a sad pout.

What was this kid doing? This was emotional blackmail!

But he looked so cute... Arghh.

I looked back to the road I saw Olivia and Lana take. I would have to confront them another time.

"This better be quick".