I see black, everywhere. I adjust my hearing but regret it as i start to hear continuous and annoying beeping noises, I peel my eyes open curiously and peer around the pale room to see what seems to be a heart monitor on my right side, I follow the wire with my eyes to find it stuck inside my hand. Panic gushes through me as my realisation hits. I hate the hospital, ever since my parents passed away it just always gave me a sick feeling as the memories flood back.
I turn to my left side and find a tan, curly haired, cute boy. He is sat down, resting his cheek onto his balled up fist and staring into the distance, i stay silent so i can admire him for a while longer. He is wearing a white plain t-shirt with his curls maintained in a backwards hat. His eyes seem deep in thought underneath his creased forehead and slanted brows.
"Who a-" I start to speak but choke on my words, my throat feels all dry and clogged up. The handsome boy gasps, rushing over to my side with a plastic cup and a straw. He smiles generously at me before placing it in my mouth. I am mesmerized by his face. I make a gross face at the plain taste, it is water. My mouth tastes terrible and they got me water, i have major morning breath and they thought water would help. Morons.
"Why am I here?" I groan to the boy, my head is pounding.
"You had a.. uh, an accident.." he frowns down at me, gulping. I forget about all the pain i am feeling in the moment as my mind rewinds straight back to my number one priority and I gasp.
"Alex." I rush, his eyes snap to the floor
"Ah.. Well.. You see.. Uh.." he stutters, looking uncomfortable.
"Where is he." i growl.
"He's kind of.. in a.. coma" he rushes, scratching the side of his neck. I sigh from relief and he looks over at me, confused. I am just so glad that he is alive, although i also know deep down that there was a chance he wont ever wake up, I try to push that thought to the back of my mind.
"Right.. uh.. So we spoke with the doctor.. Who referred us to talk to social services, and the lady working for social services said that even if he wakes up, he still wouldn't be in a fit state to take care of you as he had some serious brain damage and you are not yet at the legal age to live without a guardian" He tells me, squinting his eyes and waiting for my reaction.
"..So, i have to go into care." i whisper, tears fill my eyes as i realise that i could almost have no family left and i am only 16 years old, I have no idea how to look after myself.
"No no no!!" He assures, grabbing my hand for support before he continues.
"So we looked into his will, just in case. In your section it clearly states if you are under the age of 18 he wants you to stay with James because he was your mothers godson and she made sure that once he grows up he will be your godfather, and - i'll cut to the chase. We want you to come live with us.. in LA..." He is smiling, like they have thought up a master plan.. but i am not really feeling the happiness. "i don't even know you!" I snap, my stress levels are rising and the anger is beginning to kick in, i have always had a short temper and i never really got help to control it. He has been staring at the floor for a few long minutes with his hands together in a praying position, resting on his lips, until his head whips up and he stares at the closed door in thought. "Boys!" he yells. He is looking at some people outside of my room through the window blinds, he then starts flapping his hand towards us, signalling for them to come in. He smiles at me as four other handsome looking men push through the door, coming closer to me, and making me feel uncomfortable. We all stay in silence, I keep diverting my eyes to anything other than them.
The boy that I woke up next to takes in a breath and looks up at me.
"Hi I'm Luke, nice to meet you" he winks, grabbing my hand and shaking it. I smile, I don't feel as on edge when near him anymore. He gives me a good vibe.
"I'm Caitlyn" i tell them,
"we know who you are" Luke giggles, squeaking a little. Things fall silent again and I see him miming something to somebody from the corner of my eye.
"Jai Brooks, In the flesh" Another boy grins, the quiffed brunette boy moves towards me and holds his hand up in a motionless wave as he introduces himself, I get confused. He looks exactly like Luke. I consider that I am being pranked for a slight second, but as I look from Luke to Jai, I realise they are twins. I also realise that the drugs haven't completely worn off and I giggle.
"They are my little brothers, they're twins. And I'm Beau" An older boy informs me, he looks similar to the twins except he is older and his hair is flat, he also has a longer face and a pointier chin. He reminds me of a food, but I just can not think of what it is.
It takes me a short while to figure out one difference between the first two boys. Luke has a lip ring and an earring whereas Jai has an eyebrow piercing. I suddenly feel very interested in these boys, i find twins extremely fascinating. Jai has really nice plumped lips which i am fond of.
"This is James and this is Daniel" the eldest brother continues, pointing to the two boys behind the twins, Jai and Luke move to the side to reveal two different looking boys, the first boy is tall and tan with swept up dark; brown hair. He has cute little dimples when he smiles and I notice that he has a piercing inside his dimple. The other boy has short swept up dark brown hair, he is wearing a vest with a hood, but for some reason he has the hood up.. Inside. I can't help but notice his toned upper arms and his one armed sleeve.
"This one here," Luke tells me, pointing to the dimple boy "is James Yammouni, your godfather" he informs me. I like this one quite a lot, he has overly cute cheeks and i have an urge to go and squeeze them. i find him adorable.
"See? Now you know them! Do you really think living with a group of dumb -but nice- idiots would be more harmful than going into foster care? At least you'd know we would look after you and cherish you." Luke tells me, grinning. I turn to observe the five boys to finally make my mind up, they was all staring at me wide, gleaming eyes.
"I.. Sure." i sigh. If my mother could trust that James guy so much to put him in her will then he can't possibly be too bad of a guy. They all cheer and do adorable little dances, James and Luke grin especially hard.
I have something deep inside of my mind saying that it could almost be a little bit fun staying with these guys. A part of me is even a little, tiny bit excited for the journey to begin..
