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COMFORT

I could see the beautiful and serene light in front of me. My family stared back at me smiling from ear to ear. This is my world, my family, my entire universe revolves around them. I moved my hand to reach out to them and suddenly the light became dim and all I could see was pitch black. I shouted in agony, tears streaming out of my eyes. Somebody help!

I woke up covered in sweat with tears streaming down my face. I wiped my forehead with the sleeve of my hoodie. Wait.....

This is not mine. I frantically looked around the room, blue walls, a computer setup, boxing bag, and wait is that a hamster! This is definitely not my room. Events of previous day came running in my mind, the grief and guilt forming a pit in my stomach. The thought of being left all alone in this world, the thought of not being able to see my family again was so painful and heart wrenching.

I sat there sobbing and wailing. Crying and screaming in my agony. How could my life take such a dreadful turn? Why did they leave me ? The guilt of not being with them is there last time was eating me from inside. The thought of them being is pain during the accident was something I would never want to imagine. Flashes of my brothers face, his innocent eyes, his beautiful laugh, it just seem to fade away.

A knock on the door startled me out of my reverie and alerted my senses. The creepiness of waking up in a foreign bedroom finally taking over me. A red haired women peeked through the door. She passed me a smile before welcoming herself inside the room.
" Sweetheart, did you sleep well?", she asked politely.
I couldn't help but stare at her confusedly, tilting my head a little. A habit I seem to do when I recognize something.
Say something you creep and stop staring. My inner conscience said.

Before I could reply, I saw uncle James coming through the door and straight towards me, hugging me tightly and patting my head a few times.
"How are you my child?"

I just couldn't answer. Bile rose up my throat and tears started forming in my eyes. I sobbed out loud and the tears started flowing. I felt a soft hand on my shoulder and looked up to see the lady staring down at me, she had her arms open as if asking me to embrace her. And I did.
It felt so right and comforting to hug her and cry my sorrows away.

" Just let it out child, let it out.", I heard her say.

After what felt like hours, I calmed down. A glass of water was passed my way. Finishing the whole glass, I cleaned my face and finally looked up to asses my surroundings. There was a man standing next to the same bad boy who led me to the hospital room. The man was probably my fathers age with grey hair and a stubble, dressed in a formal jeans and shirt. Both of them had strikingly similar features, probably father and son.  I felt a bit nervous and uncomfortable being the center of attention.

I looked up to see Uncle James giving me a comforting smile.
"Aira this is the Arison family, they were your fathers dear friends and business colleague", he said.
I didn't know of any Arison family being my parents friend.

Seeing my confusion Uncle James continued, "That is Lillian and her husband Reed and there two sons Mark and William."

I looked up to see the bad boy whose name was William and to the guy sitting on the bean bag in the corner, Mark. I didn't even in notice him. He sat there wearing shirt and trousers, his eyebrow furrowed and lips in a frown, looking straight in my eyes. 
That hot piece is too handsome not to be noticed.
Shut up brain, this is not the time.

"Hey Aira, you don't have to be afraid we are all like family. Your parents were very dear to us. I can feel the pain you are going through and trust me it's hard to forget your loved ones but time heals all wounds, darling." The lady or should I say Mrs. Arson said, hugging me sideways.

Mr. Arison stepped forward, placing a hand on his wife's shoulder, " I think we should discuss further things at the dinner table. There are things that need to be clarified. And I am sure that Aira here must be hungry, she has not eaten anything since yesterday."

Everyone nodded there heads in approval and began sauntering out of the room.
Yes finally some answers!

The questions in my head were increasing. Who exactly are they? If my parents knew them, they would have atleast mentioned this Arison family once. But no, I do not remember anything of this sorts.
True we would have met these two handsome hunks earlier.

Can you take this situation seriously for ones. I an dying of anticipation here.

Why on earth am I here, listening to these strangers telling me to trust them?
Why an I wearing someone else's hoodie?
And most important question....
Which one of these handsome hunks are we going to choose?
No......
Then?

Why does Uncle James own a private jet?