Accept, Not Forget (SLOW UPDATES)

Chapter 5 - Panic Attack

"You are never setting foot in my kitchen again! And don't even dream of trying to cook something before the age of twenty-five." Ezekiel scolded us, pinching the bridge of his nose.

The five of us sat at the dining room table, being lectured by the twins. My triplets and I on one side while and my eldest brothers are sitting in front of us. Their arms crossed over their chests, and a deep scowl prominent on their faces. Overall they look outright intimidating, especially since they are very muscled from all their workouts. They could probably snap me in half without breaking a sweat, but I know it would never come to that. I hope... Right now, seeing the look on their faces, I'm not so sure.

To say they were mad when they caught up to us would be an understatement. We didn't get too far either, seeing as they had much longer legs and are extremely fit. We had just reached the garden's gate when I was thrown over Evan's shoulder, and the boys were dragged into the house by their ears.

If an outsider were to come in now, they would see three kids with their heads down and very guilty faces, looking like a bunch of puppies being scolded for chewing the carpet. Opposite them, they would notice the one's doing the scolding, mad and frustrated, not only because of what the little troublemakers had done but also because they weren't enjoying seeing the expression on their youngest siblings' faces. It was especially hard for Evan, the momma bear of the family, that just wanted to smother them and tell them everything would be okay.

I feel so terrible. All I wanted was to surprise them. To see them smile after a day full of work. But instead, I made their day worse by almost poisoned them. The guilt and sadness are eating me alive. I can tell the same goes for my siblings, as I see the broken-hearted look on Luca's face. As Ez pauses his lecture to breathe, Levi takes the opportunity to speak up, making annoyance bubble inside of me.

"It can't be that hard. We just have to follow a recipe." He deadpans mocking my voice and looking at me. I narrow my eyes at him.

"I'm not the one who used talcum powder as sugar," I tell him, my voice bitter. Hearing my words, Luc rubs his neck with an apologetic look on his face.

"Yeah, but you are the one who used the moldy milk" he spits back at me. I shoot daggers at him with my eyes. How dare he pin this all on me?!

"Okay, that's enough!" Ezekiel successfully interrupts our bickering "All of you are responsible. Levi misplaced the milk, Luna used it, and I still don't know how, but Luca confused the sugar with talcum powder. It was a joined effort." he says, taking turns in looking each of us in the eye. Levi and I instantly shut up, the sadness creeping back in again like a frigid blanket.

"We know you didn't mean for this to happen and your intentions were good at heart, so that is why we are not punishing you. But as Ez said, there is no way you are allowed to even make toast. With your luck, you might just burn the house down" Evan said softly, mumbling the last part under his breath.

I giggle slightly at the last part and just like that, our mood was instantly lifted, knowing they weren't mad at us anymore. As we jump out of our chairs, Ez puts a hand up to stop us before speaking.