Not In The Same Way

Chapter 1 ~ want a dart?

It's funny how suitcase company really only make black and blue suitcases. Why not make them pink, yellow, or even green. I guess no one ever thinks about it until there waiting in front of the luggage carousel. Even if they did make them in funky colours I still think I would buy them in black. Finally after what feels like eternity I spot four black suitcases with pink luggage tags on them. I quickly grab them and shove them onto the cart, Okay step one is done know all I have to do is find my aunt and uncle.

Your probably thinking what happened, we'll once my brother and I got to the hospital it wasn't looking good and three days later my brother and I became orphans. My mother's was dead on arrival and my father hanged on for three days in a coma before a decision was made and we were alone. Well I was, my brother who turned 18 two months prior became an adult with no parents. After dealing with funerals, the condolences and enough pity parties to last me a life time.

It was decided it would be the best for me that I would leave my home and be forced to go live with my aunt and uncle in the middle of nowhere, across the country. Best part is I've only met them once or twice, we're pretty much strangers and yet I'd have to spend the next year with them. So here I am sitting in the Kelowna airport waiting for people I've only met a handful of times to take me to my new home. I slowly walk around the tiny airport, after about ten minutes I hear clicking of shoes running up towards me.

"Charlotte!! Omg look how big you are!" I turn to see a women in her 40's with long sandy brown hair tied into a neat ponytail. She's wearing a basic shirt and jean, she looks completely different then my mom. Where my mom was older her blonde hair was always neat and tied up, I can't even think of anytime I've ever seen her wear Jeans.

Her arms wrap around me and squeeze me tightly. "I'm so sorry darling" she squeezes me tighter. Over her shoulder I see a man walking over to us he's dressed very similar to my aunt but he wearing a hat. He looks about the same age as my aunt but defiantly with more greys poking through. She slowly pull away once she feels his presences behind her. "I know we didn't go to the funerals but we really wanted to be there for you and your brother." Did they really?

My mom and her sister never really got along according to Charlie. How mom always told it was that aunt Christina was her kid sister fourteen years younger than her and she was a mess. mom always talked about how she pretty much raised her. That there parents were always working and she had to do all the adult thing for them. From what I remember she never seemed like a mess, sure she seemed free, compared to mom but I'd never would have thought she was a mess. She didn't like the idea of her moving to some hillbilly's farm and owning a café but unlike my mother she seemed happy. Because of there differences we never really saw her or her family. From what the family lawyers said that they have two boys one about my age and one who's around ten.

Once Christina let's me go uncle jack pulls me in by the shoulder for a hug "I'm so sorry about your family kid.

I give him a weak smile, he's one of the only people who's refereed to it as I lost my family and not just my parents. Which is how it feels, me all alone with strangers who only know me from a Christmas cards.

Aunt Christina claps her hand together "okay! It looks like you got your luggage. The rest was sent over already and is in your new room at are place already. Let's hit the road we still got quite a drive ahead of us!"

Uncle jack grabs the cart and starts pushing it towards the doors. I snap my head up from my bag "Sorry, what do you mean by long drive? I thought you guys lived around here?"

We move past the doors and into the warm heat. Is it always this warm here in September. "Oh no dear. We live about an hour and half outside of Kelowna in Merritt." Merritt? Can this get any worse. We walk up to a black ford pick up truck and jack starts loading my luggage into the back. I open the back door and pull my way into the truck and make myself comfortable. As Christina and jack get into the truck, I shove my air pods into my ears and before I can start the music. I hear my aunt sigh "let's head home."