That One Summer

That One Summer ch.6

Hey, sorry It's been a long time...but I have been busy. I know..horrible excuse, but my friend just moved and now the only way she can read my stories I write is through Wattapd :( I miss you!!!  (You know who you are!!)

-That One Summer -Chapter-6-

~Mallory~

I yawned once again. God, I was tired. Last night Thomas and I stayed up late watching MTV and made fun of everything. It was pretty great.

    This morning I decied to get up early and make some pancakes, just because they sounded good. I started to mix in the chocolate chips when...

"BOO!!" Thomas yelled as he poked me in my sides. I squeled and dropped the wooden spoon.

"Thomas!" I whined. "Don't do that. You scared the shit out of me." He smirked and I stuck my toungue out at him.

"Mature..real mature Mal."

Once again, I stuck my tougue out and then bent over to get the spoon off the floor.  I dropped it in the sink and got a new spoon out. Thomas was cleanign the batter off the floor,

"Why thank you butter cup." I patted him on the head.

"Here's a chocolate chip." I popped it in his mouth and then went back to mixing the batter.

"You seem to be in a good mood this morning."

"Is that a bad thing?"

"No, but...I thought that you would be all weird since I told you about..." He didn't need to finish his sentence..I knew what he was talking about.

"Oh, are you talking about Sarah? Uh..actually...I have a question..." I wasn't even looking at him. I was staring at the pancakes cooking on the grittle.

"Yes?" He asked, I could feel his eyes on my back.

"How-how did..how did..he, I mean Will, How did he..."

"Kill her? Oh, it was car accident..but I don't think we could say it was an accident..cause well. You know. It was all planned. Didn't I tell you this yesterday?"

"Uh-yeah..s-sorry." I couldn't speak right. All my words came out messed up.

"It's fine." He sighed.

"Here's your-your..uh..."

"Pancakes?" He had an eye brow raised. I smiled and nodded.

"Yeah, that's the word..pancake!" I turned around so I wouldn't have to look at him. This is so weird.

"Um..did anyone else die in the..accident?" I spoke softly.

"Uh, yeah. Some guy. His name was..uh..Mack Hack? Something like that." He said with his mouth full.

I gulped.

"Mack Hackle?" I whispered.

"Yeah! That was his name. Wait, how did you know that?"

I turned around, tears forming in my eyes.

"Because..he was...he's..my boyfriend." I whispered. Tears started to roll down my cheeks, some coming to my lips, so when I licked my dry lips, I could taste the salt.

Thomas looked at me with shock, then his eyes softend as he stood up and walked torward me.

"Sh, It's alright, I'm here for you now."