No Disguise - Chapter 1

"And the student of the year award goes to Ms. Olivia Bosch." As the lady holding the mike said this, all my friends cheered and big grins accompanied with happy tears on my and my parent's face. My mom hugged me tightly before I went to the stage carrying their pride with me. I was given the shield for best student and everyone clapped. My mom and dad were holding each others hands and looking at me. Yes, it was my graduation day and I had made my parents proud.

After my dad treated me and my mom a dinner at Les Papilles for my success, we went home happy and tired. But I was never tired to fill up my diary. After all it was the only one who knew me much more than anybody else in the world. And today is such a great day in my life; I am so thrilled to write my diary.

"Today I got the Student of the year award. Mom and Dad were very happy. I had made them proud and I am also very happy. Dad treated us in a very expensive and very good restaurant. Tubu, you are happy no? I know you are happy. Thanks Lord. Thanks a lot." I closed the diary and laid on my bed. The smile never left my face as I cuddled Tubu. Did I tell you about Tubu? I don't know what is the meaning of Tubu, I even don't know where from this name come from? Tubu is the teddy bear presented to me by my dad on my birthday and affectionately I just called it Tubu.

I still remember the day when my dad gave me this, Tubu is so big; it reaches up to my waist. I cuddle Tubu to sleep every day. I was not feeling very good on that birthday, as I had just broken up with my only boyfriend Joel and my sister had to leave the house and study somewhere. All these incidents had happened just 3 months back and I had started going to college. My birthday was celebrated here at my home, all decorated with my favorite color blue, everything was done to make me happy. But I was just not able to open up, until Tubu appeared in front of me. My dad was winking from behind it. I could not stop smiling and hugged Tubu tight.

Well saying this, I just remembered that soon Ophel also will come back home. After all, college was finishing for her also. All these days I have missed her. I know what you are thinking - she did such a thing to me. But at the end, she is my own sister and I have loved her from day 1. Whatever she is, however she is I am so obsessed about her. I have always loved her and will love her always. All these 4 years whenever she came back home, she made sure that I was not there spending time with her.

When I go to some other place, she came here. Even somewhat I also tried that, though we would exchange some very weird looks if we cross each other paths. I, so much wanted to talk it out and forgive her and make everything normal. But she was thinking something else, as if I was the one who was guilty. Though she never argued anything over the incidents but she did not speak with me normally ever. Sometimes I would feel she is guilty, sometimes I would feel she thinks I am guilty. The minimum words we shared in these four years were like two strangers talking.

I don't know how I am going to face this when she comes back and stays here. With all these in my minds, finally I retired for the night.

"Olive baby, wake up." My mom said loudly as she pushed the window screen of my bedroom allowing the sun's rays to pass through the window and reach my face. I opened one eye and stretched myself raising my hands up above the pillow. My mom turned and smiled at me, I was still not able to open my eyes fully, but I could see my mom smiling at me. I tell you it's such a sweet scene to see your mom smiling at you in the morning and I am lucky to get this almost every weekend. Because other weekdays I would wake up to my alarm and my mom would be busy at kitchen.

I stretched my hands towards her and I got what I wanted - a bear hug from my mom. I always loved my mom; she is like a friend to me. My dad was a bit strict and he is a good dad, he always cares for me - not only me, he cares for we both sisters a lot and makes sure that we are safe. He was always more worried for Ophelia, because he believed she would drag herself to some problem. And anyway because she was at Rome, so nobody was there to watch her. But till now, no such problem occurred, or at least we don't know about it. My mom would sometimes scold her on phone for doing something rubbish, but she loved her anyway, a lot.

Once I brushed my teeth and freshened up myself, the breakfast was calling me. I ran downstairs and dragged a chair around the table. We always had food together, whenever it was possible. Previously Ophel would also sit with us, nowadays, her chair is empty. I hope her chair will be filled up soon. I want everything to be normal. I want her back in our family, maybe she can change for the better. The breakfast looked very good and it's usual for us to have a good and heavy breakfast on holidays. Mom had cooked ham and cheese meet French toast and I tell you she is best at it. I started eating with my dad and my mom joined us after taking out the juice mugs from the fridge. She placed the juice on the table and looked at both of us before starting to have her breakfast. We were almost about to finish, when our phone rang. I was quick enough to get up from the chair before anybody else would.

"Hello." I said on the phone moving the bread to one side in my mouth and holding the half eaten toast in my other hand.

"Where's mom?" Came Ophel's voice from the other side. Sometimes these awkward moments also happened. Ophel never talked to me on the phone unless it was very necessary. Before I could say anything, she used to put the receiver down.

"Hello Ophel. How are you?" I asked on the phone as I wanted to start some conversation. I got nothing as a reply, I am sure she would have rolled her eyes. I thought to give one more try.

"When are you coming home?" I asked thinking she might reply. Yes, she replied, but not what I wanted to hear, but what I expected to hear.

"Are you going to give the phone to mom or should I stop?" I had no option left. I turned to look back where my mom was sitting. But she is mom, she knows what her daughters are like, she must have guessed very correctly about our conversation. So she had already got up from her chair and was now standing near me when I turned. I gave a look to mom which she understood without a word being spoken. I handed over the receiver to her and returned to the table looking down. As I took my chair, my dad patted my back as to comfort me. In all these the only thing that I felt guilty was that because of my fight, she had to stay away from home. Not that she was unhappy, she definitely liked her freedom in a city like Rome, but I just thought maybe she would have liked to stay here in Paris. She had to leave all her friends because of me, though you can clearly find out that she was never worried about being away from home, but I just thought like that.

"Hello."

"Okay, so how many days?"

"No problem, it's okay."

"Okay, keep calling me even if you are in roaming."

"Bye, take care of yourself. Okay."

"Bye."

This was all I and dad could hear. My mom came towards us and sat in her chair.

"Ophel is going on some Asia tour with some of her friends. It's like a one month tour." My mom said continuing her breakfast. Both dad and I looked up to her. Not that this was a shocking news, but both of us thought she chose an Asia tour rather than coming home and staying with family after four long years.

"Where and all she will go?" My dad asked. I was eating my breakfast but was actually more interested in what they are talking.

"They will be going to China, India, Nepal and some other places." I was somehow getting excited that she will be visiting so many places. I also wanted to go, but I know world can revolve in opposite direction, but I can't accompany her in this tour. Once we finished the breakfast, I helped mom in cleaning the utensils. Anyway what other work I had to do. There is no going to classes, there is no homework. I have applied for jobs long before my results were out and my interview is after one week. A lot of my friends have already planned for their vacations. And this time I am not going on vacation, I have planned to stay at home only. So I decided as of now, I would listen songs on my i-pod and then would help mom in the kitchen and then I will see if I have something else to read for the interview and then - Oh I can't think anymore. I will think later.

So it happened, after having lunch I opened my laptop and tried to open the website of the company for which I am going to appear for the interview. The site did not open at all. I tried checking the Internet connection and it appeared to be fine. I reconnected and tried again, but no outcome. Then I went to my dad's room to check in his laptop and he said there is some problem with the Internet connection. So what I have to do now - I thought a lot and decided to go to Zane's house, as the other friends who were staying near my house have already started for their vacation. They had called me in the morning. Let me tell you about Zane, he is a beta male. Yes, like a nerd, but he really cares about me a lot. My friends say he is in totally love with me, though he has never ever told me. And I am sure he can't tell me also and even if he tells me I can't really accept it. But he is a really good friend, like a friend in need.

So I thought I would take my car, but then thought if I take a walk it would be a good exercise, so I decided to walk. After walking for some half an hour, I reached at Zane's house. He was more than happy to help me, like I told you 'a friend in need'. He has got a printer also, so instead of sitting at his home for long time, I just browsed through the net, collected required information and took printouts. It took me a long one hour and after that I was thinking again I have to walk half an hour to go back. I am tired but I understand it will be a good exercise. Zane offered to drive back home, but I denied. So I again walked back home.

I had covered both my ears with the i-pod ear phones, but I made sure I walked on the extreme edge of the road. I was not really able to hear what's happening on the road as the songs from the i-pod were blasting in my ear. Anyway as I was on the extreme edge of the road, so no vehicle would come and crush me, but I was wrong. As I was walking, suddenly two people on the bike came with great speed and crossed from very near to me. In fact I am sure I could touch the jacket of the person who was sitting behind. As they crossed me I got totally shocked and afraid and moved to my left. My heartbeat had increased when I made sure that I am safe. I yelled at them, but they seemed to not care at all. Sure they are having fun, they were laughing like anything, it was only my i-pod so that I could not hear that they are nearing me.

But what was worse, as I moved to my left, I was on the exact edge on the road and I could fall off from the road to the ground next to it which was like 1 meter below. I had really not noticed that until I lost my balance and could not stand on the edge and finally fell to the ground. My i-pod, my cell phone, my papers - everything fell scattered. I got scratches on both my hands and even on my head. My ankle was twisted a bit, that I realized only when I tried to stand up. It really hurt a lot and now the problem is I had to still walk 20 minutes to my home and I can't really walk now. Somehow I collected all my things and stood up, but fell down again on my hips.

As I was struggling to get up, I saw one hand coming towards me in a helping gesture. Without thinking much I held that hand which had come like an angel to help me out. He dragged me up in one go and I was on the road in seconds almost bumping into the person. Finally I smiled a bit at being rescued, but immediately the pain in my ankle returned and I sat down on the road. Then the one, who had come to rescue me, sat down beside me and held my ankle. Then I looked up to see who it was. Oh my God, what a beautiful sight it was. I really forgot my pain for a moment when I saw this man in front of me - hazel eyes, jet black hair, chiseled jaw line, black t-shirt, faded blue jeans, one i-pod (like mine) in his jeans pocket, a dickey watch on his wrist. I was just staring at him, completely not noticing that he has been asking me something, until he touched the exact point on my ankle where it hurt the most.

"Ouch!" I said loudly and dragged my leg from his hand.

"Does it hurt here the most?" He asked in his angelic voice, but this time I had no time to get lost in his voice, as he had started some kind of massage on the exact point, which caused a sheer pain and I cried out. Little tears came out of my eyes and I did not bother to wipe them out. But I don't know what massage he did, after that the pain had started to reduce.

"Does it feel good now?" I nodded and wiped my tears.

"See if you can walk." He said me and stood up giving out a hand for me to hold. I took his hand and stood up and tried to walk. But it was still difficult, but I was sure I could limp now.

"Where are you going? Come, I will help you reach there." He said still holding my hand.

"It's okay, I will manage." Finally I managed to say something. But he said "No, let me help you till wherever you are going."

"I was going back to my home. It's 20 minutes more."

"Okay, let's go to your home." He held my papers in one hand, his other hand came behind my back and held my palm and my other hand went over his shoulder for support. So we both started walking in the direction of my home, I mean he walked and I limped.

"By the way, I am Danny, Danny Matthew." He said holding me as we moved forward step by step.

I tried to smile a bit and said "I am Olivia Bosch." And suddenly the journey became simpler.
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Hi All Readers,

Thanks a lot for all your love as you all like this chapter already. I am really overwhelmed and so happy that I put extra effort from my work to get another chapter in the same week itself.

@Elisabeth - Thanks for reading. I am having really lot of work at office, so I am being a little late. I am really sorry, but I am trying my best to put one chapter every week, keep reading please.

@Sants - Thanks for liking this story and the first names I liked from all the suggested names are these two names, so I had chosen those.

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@K.B.P. - Hi I really liked your comment, because this prologue was meant to make readers confused. There are still questions hidden in that chapter which are not yet asked. But to clear your confusion, yes, Olivia the elder sister had a boyfriend of six month, but as he had sex with her younger sister Ophelia, now it's over. Keep commenting please.

@Chocolate - Thanks for liking it. But this guy will stay out of chapter from this chapter onwards as the lead of this story enters. I hope you liked it.

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