BENEATH HIS MASK

Chapter 1 Memories

Picture of Rebecca on top ( Rebecca not rebekah ) Venessa hudgens as Rebecca Roy Jones.
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(FLASH BACK )
" Rebecca, that's cheating. " My little brother rohan yelled from behind. We were having one of our little races from school and as usual I didn't wait till the count of three and as usual my seven year old brother yelled as hard as he could. But his short chubby figure and his squeaky childish voice only made it more adorable and even his scolding sound pleasing.
The sun's vicious rays which penetrated the earth seemed to radiate heat enough to burn our skin. It was quite obvious that the race had to be called off as it was not in either of our capabilities to run anymore.
When we reached home, rohan ran into mom's open arms and complained about my cheating in our little game. Mom only laughed and rolled her brown eyes before she handed us two glasses of cold juice to quench our thirsts. By the time we finished our juice our older brother sam ( short for samueal ) returned from his swim practise.
" hi beta, ( hindi word for son ) how was practise? " mom asked.

" fine. " Sam replied and then kissed mom's cheek before heading to his room.

" will you be taking me and rohan to the park this Sunday as you promised? " I asked or more precisely shouted from my seat.

" I am busy. " Sam replied .

" Doing what? " I asked loud enough for our neighbours to hear.

" I have a test the very next day. " Sam replied

"Your vacations are starting from Friday. Is your teacher coming to our house to test you personally for her own pleasure?." I retorted.
There was no reply until sam came rushing down from his room and stood in front of me with a menacing smile on his face. He then pinched my cheeks so hard that I screamed out in pain. I started attacking him but my little frame could not hinder my five foot ten inches tall brother. He was about to go back to his room when mom cut us off and made us sit silently on the sofa. Rohan being the mommy's boy that he is even put his finger on his lips.

" Now, you three really need to act a little more considerate towards each other. One day peter and I won't be here and you will have to look out for each other. Rebecca, rohan is just a little boy, and even the slightest things can make him upset and sam you are their older brother, and you will have to look out for them in times of need someday. You should start by keeping your promises made to them and not make up silly lies. Just know that one day, I might be here to remind you of this. " She completed

(End of flash back )

" She was right. She was not here but her words still rang like bells in my mind. I thought about her hug, her voice and even her smell. she always smelled like jasmine. I didn't even know I was crying until my brother called out to me.

" Rebecca. . wake up. You are dreaming." Sam yelled shaking me.

" huh? " I asked

"Was it a nightmare ?" Sam asked his face full of concern.
My brother was such a softie when it comes to me
He became unbelievablly over protective since mom died six years ago. I have no idea why though.

"No " I replied. "I dreamt of ma again. I think it was a memory. " I said before hugging my brother. Sam gave me a tight hug before letting go. I looked around my surroundings and saw that dad and rohan were still asleep. I sighed a sigh of relief , grateful for the fact that my dad didn't see me this way. If he did then he wouldn't allow me to go to New york alone. It took a lot of convincing from my side for him to let me go to New york and attend the college which accepted me by scholarship. Dad wanted me to go to California with him and rohan and pick a college there but I couldn't let him take the burden of all my expenses. Ever since my mom's death six years ago, my father has started deteriorating in health. He never said it but I knew that he had a though time moving on. He loved mom a lot and her death was a huge blow for him. For all of us.
I still remember them telling us their story. My mom Nina Roy was an intelligent grad student. My mom was an Indian while dad was a New yorker. They were in the same college together and met on campus and fell in love at first sight. They dated all throughout college and a few more years after they found placements. Once mom got her grad and masters degree, she started feeling home sick. My dad who didn't want to lose her, proposed to her and promised to go to India with her. She accepted his proposal and got married and had sam and me and moved to India where they later had rohan and lived together happily until mom's death six years ago. When she died, dad stopped interacting with everyone else other than us. I realised that he couldn't be in India anymore as he was moved there only for mom and with her gone he had nothing precious to hold on to there. So one day we decided to move to his country. Although he wasn't ready to go back because we were all brought up in India and it was the country we knew but we reasoned by saying that we wanted to embrace our other nationality and explore in our lives. And while that was partly true, it was mainly because we wanted him to move on in life. We thought that by going to his country and by bringing in some old changes could help do that. I was often told by my dad that I resemble mom a lot. My facial features and eyes were a lot like hers. I knew we had to keep him away from all things related to mom. Not for him to forget her. We knewthat it was not possible and it would have been a nightmare for us if it was. But for him to open up to life and find new happiness. So here we are, on a plane to the states about to start our new lives. Sam got a job in Manhatten and plans to get an appointment close to the area of my campus to keep an eye on me. Dad on the other hand got a job in clafornia and is excited about his post and rohan is going to go to school there. I sighed as I watched the city lights realising that this really was going to open a new chapter in my life and hopefully it would be a good one.
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Spoiler alert -( becca will make a new friend in the next chapter )