Eyes Behold

23. Cooking ........or not ?

The rays of the sun infiltrating through the window woke up Tyler . He rubbed his eyes groggily as he looked around at the unfamiliar room. Trying to knack his memory , the previous night flooded his mind as his gaze shifted to the three girls sleeping together cuddling into each other . How the three were able to do that was beyond his understanding.

The night had been rough . Sleep was a foreign word to Claire and Amelia that night . They had cried their eyes out either holding onto a sleeping Rose or a worried Tyler . Now seeing them together, sleeping without any worry eased Tyler to a great extent .

But today marked the end of four years since that drastic accident. It was going to be a rough day for them .

He sleepily made his way to the kitchen deciding to make them a light breakfast. 'Scrambled eggs would do ' he mumbled half asleep almost tripping over the bean bag on his way.

Rose , Claire and Amelia woke up to the smell of something burning . Alarmed ,their eyes shot up . Rose hurriedly stumbled to the kitchen as Amelia looked for her phone to call the fire brigade . Claire was all frenzy as she ran to all the rooms trying to find something , anything that was burning .

A loud spank brought both the girls running into the kitchen where they took the scene with large eyes . They saw a very angry yet slightly amused Rose holding a pan in one of her hand which was raised in the air while the other rested on her hip. Diagonally below the pan was a groaning Tyler holding his head while half sprawled on the table.

Next all one could hear , that is if one could make any sense out of the mumbled -jumbled voices , was a stern voice scolding a groaning person while trying to ignore the two idiots standing there laughing their eyes out .

Rose when entered the kitchen in a frenzy found a sleeping Tyler half standing and half slumping down as he rested his head on the kitchen counter, with mouth slightly open , snoring the day out . Right in front of him was the culprit who had disturbed her sleep , a pan on the stove with an unidentifiable black gooey material. It was seconds before the fire alarm would have been blaring it's throat out if it wasn't for her timely entry .

She hated wasting food . There were millions around the world who are undernourished or who couldn't afford it . So who were they to waste something so precious to others . So she was angry . Like angry angry . She picked up the closest thing to her, which happened to be a pan and hit her stupid excuse of a brother.

" Ow !!! Rose that is my head you are hitting. Can you be any more brutal . I travelled all the way from Edmonton for you and this is how you treat me , your Ty-Ty ?" He tried guilt tripping her by calling out the name she used for him .

He hated that name but it was Rose and only she could call him that. Anyone else wouldn't have been alive to say that again.

The guilt tripping was working to some extent and Tyler would have succeeded if it wouldn't have been for Claire. The mischievous she had been awakened and now there was no stepping back .

" But isn't food really important Eve. Like really really important. Tyler shouldn't have wasted it. Think about the poor kids sitting there all hungry . " She said feigning innocence.

But Rose was too red headed to have noticed that and just like that all Tyler's efforts just washed down the drain. He shot a glare at Claire who just winked back grinning all 32.

Next Tyler knew another smack at his head not with the pan this time and for that he was really thankful to Rose. So an hour long lecture and a kitchen cleaning session later they had all settled down to a light breakfast made by Rose .

Rose had been controlling herself from breaking all this time and Tyler knew this . The tension that was always present there grew multifold with the silence that adorned the breakfast. When she couldn't take it anymore, she clutched Tyler's hand and nodded to him . She wanted to pray , pray for her family, pray for those who had lost their families, pray for those suffering, just pray . It brought her peace to the very core of her heart .