"Y/N we have an order at table twelve!"
I look up from my notepad and rush towards the table where I take their order and return back to the kitchen.
"TK how are those pancakes coming up?"
"Outside and smoking hot!" he replied dropping the plate on the counter.
I take it and give it to the table.
"Umm...this isn't my order."
I look at my notepad and quickly take the dish to the table behind them.
"Y/N what about the order at table twelve?"
"I just took it a few minutes ago!" I reply clearing a table.
"But the customer needs it now!"
"Yeah! I'm in a hurry!"
This made me feel like snapping someone's neck and not even a thousand cigarettes were going to stop me.
"Order for table twelve coming up!"
The minute I hear the bell ring, I rush, take the order and hand it to him.
"Its about time!" the customer muttered grabbing his fork.
"Y/N we have a table nineteen to clear!"
I had enough. Turning to my coworker with bloodshot eyes, I glare making him freeze on the spot.
"I guess I should clean it up eh?" he asked laughing nervously.
I nod and he walks away.
"Y/N?"
"What?" I snap only to see TK staring at me with eye full of concern. "Oh its you."
"Are you alright?"
"Or course I am fine!" I reply striking a confident pose. "Why won't I?"
He cocked an eyebrow and invited me to the ice-cream bar where he proceed to make a sundae. Cocking an eyebrow, I look through my notepad to see if I missed am order.
"TK. No one ordered a sundae from my record."
He topped it up with sprinkles and handed it to me. "I know. This one's on me."
I stared at it for a while before siting down on the stool and grabbing a spoon.
"Y/N, we have another one; table seven," one of my coworker said making me grip the spoon in rage.
But TK beat me to it. "Why don't you serve him yourself you lazy ass!"
"But..." he began but the anger in TK's face made him slink back to the other end of the dining room.
"I was about to give him the finger." I mutter taking the first bite of the ice-cream.
TK grinned and popped a French fry into his mouth. "I know you would."
I giggled and sighed. "TK?"
"Hmm?"
"Thanks for coming to Lucas' funeral. It really helped."
He sat next to me still munching his French fry and patted me on the back.
"Sometimes I lay in bed wondering what went wrong," I begin picking on the ice-cream. "Then something tell me how I know what went wrong then I start kicking myself in the ass for not doing anything. Then I cry wondering if I could have done more."
"Its okay. You did your best. From what I heard from the funeral, I learned you were amongst the few people who called to check up on him."
"I know but it still looks like I didn't do enough to save his life. I mean, I did see the signs but did only did the little I could." tears pricked my eyes. "I wish I did more. I wished I reached out to him when he started avoiding me in school."
"Yet you kept calling him asking if he was okay and begging him to call back." TK placed a hand on my checks. "Your a good friend Y/N. You did your best. Everyone knows that."
I looked into his green eyes and couldn't help but smile. "Thanks TK."
"Aww don't sweat it. Not eat your ice-cream. No one likes a runny ice-cream."
I giggle and watched him go to the kitchen.
Dang!
He even put my favorite flavors topped with crunchy bits! I know most people like sprinkles but having something to crunch on is what I look forward when eating ice-cream.
He knows me too well.
"Y/N?"
My teeth clench the spoon with rage and I look towards the door in anger. "What?"
My co-worker quickly retreated back to the other end of the dining room and whispers could be heard. Rolling my eyes, I continue to eat my ice-cream
Then a looming figure appeared and sat next to me.
"Oh so you like ice-cream."
I keep eating hoping he would get the hint and leave me alone.
"I like sweet things too. My favorite flavors is strawberry and I see you like macha ice-cream."
I look at him and he gives a toothy grin.
"So...how have you been? You didn't call after the Luke's funeral."
"I didn't have your phone number and his name is Lucas," I say spooning another one into my mouth.
"Oh. Do you want to exchange numbers then?" his eyes brightened at that. "We can text each other!"
I look at him and take out my phone. "Give me yours first."
He grins and we exchange numbers with me saving his as 'Cornstalk'.
I think the name fits him.
"So...I'll text you tonight then?" he asked.
I nod and continue to eat hoping he was going to leave me alone but he didn't and watched me eat until the very last bite while my mind wandered off to Lucas. 194Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6yQtesjhYn
The next day on my way to school, I stop by the flower shop, buy a some flowers and head to the cemetery near the gas station.
I know its too early to do this but what the heck.
"Hey buddy," I say taking a seat next to him. "I hope you are doing well wherever you are."
Nothing but silence so I sigh.
"I am sorry for not being a good friend to you. People say I was but I feel like I didn't do enough to save you. I should have done more."
Then I recall the smile he gave me when he said he was going to be at the Halloween Party and a tear rolled down my cheeks.
Who knew what he was hiding behind that smile.
"I wish I did more for you buddy. I wish I did more." I sigh, stand up and place the flowers on his grave stone. "I hope I see you on the other side."194Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDl6vVWJPeu
Then I turn around to leave only to feel something cold on my shoulder sending shivers down my spine. 194Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjeNQ2Af8Si
Then it disappeared. 194Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKwbxXFKeqr
Normally I would freak out but for some reason, I didn't. Instead, I walk to school knowing fully well I was thirty minutes late and was going to get detention for it but i didn't care.194Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡugCvzblsmU
I was at peace.
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