Tyler stayed rooted to his spot as he walked Tulip run upstairs with tearful eyes. He felt hurt seeing dada react like that so he could only imagine what Tulip have felt. The way dada shouted with so much anger in it. It had Tyler wondering if something wrong was going to happen.
He looked at the stairs and contemplated on what he should do next. Either he could silently or he could go to Tulip upstairs. He was reminded of the hurt he saw in those little brown eyes and that enough for him to decide.
Tyler climbed two stairs at time and nearly jogged to the Tulip’s room. The gate was open, so he let himself in without permission. Tulip was on the bed with a face hid in one of the pillow. Her body shoo light as she sobbed silently. He carefully made his made to the bed and sat beside her.
