Author's note; this story will maybe have more than ten chapters, it depends if I get more ideas.
Tina rolled over on her bed, unsure what position she should sleep in. When she rolled on her stomach, thoughts about Gumball appeared. After what happened with Anais' Daisy The Donkey plush, they started to become friends. The "bonding" with Gumball was awkward as they didn't really talk or play until Anais came to help them to begin. Fresh tears started to form when she thought more of Gumball. It was weird she was thinking of her frenemies. She tried her best to stifle her cries, but due to her little hands she dug her face into the garbage as she hugged Daisy tightly.
Mr. Robinson hung his head down, depressed. The image of the eldest Watterson's son flying around after getting hit by the bus, like a rag doll, when the body hit the floor as crimson blood flew out of his body and to the streets. He dug his face into his hands as a she felt something come out his throat but stifled it with a gulp after remembering the body of Gumball. His head was split open which might have caused his death. He could see small amounts of his brain leaking down the street. Mr. Robinson finally stood up and headed to the toilet; the feeling from his throat came again, this time it managed to go out of his mouth as he gagged. He started to reminisce when Gumball and his adopted brother were bothering him as he kept forcing them to do chores. He felt guilty. He should have befriended him. He shouldn't have pushed him away. Why didn't he push the boy from the bus?
Because he was a coward, because he just stood there like an idiot and saw the boy die. Fate should have taken him instead, he was old and Gumball had so much to live for. He punched the wall next to him, making a hole as tears streamed down.
Mr. Fitzgerald stopped when he occasionally heard a cry upstairs. Every time it made him sad. Sure, he thought that the kid she had been dating was nice after what he did for his daughter. After the funeral, he had placed flowers by his grave and muttered a thanks. Penny had been isolating herself since then; his wife had tried to talk to her but no avail, as she would just cry.
It was too bad that Gumball couldn't live to be his son in law. He was a good kid. When he approached his daughter's door, he was about to knock, but stopped. He forced himself to knock. No response, only silent cries greeted him. "Penny? Please, open the door." She still didn't respond. "Penny, I know this is a difficult time for you, but it's time to move on."
The door suddenly opened and his daughter was right infront of him, her face red. "What do you know anything about grieving?!" she demanded. "Atleast you kept your love life!" Mr. Fitzgerald couldn't bear to see his daughter like this, but he had to reason with her.
"It's part of life to experience deaths of your loved ones, whether they were young or old!" Mr. Fitzgerald sighed. "Penny…when I was at your age, I lost my… I lost my girlfriend. Your mother wasn't my first love. She had leukemia. Do you know how it feels to see your love life die slowly? I sympathize for you, but Gumball would want you to move on."
"Dad-"
"Please, Penny, I don't want to see you waste your life like this. Just try to go to school tomorrow."
Penny nodded. Maybe it was good for her to do something else.
Pictures of Gumball were surrounding Nicole on her desk. Anger formed inside her as she crumbled a picture but stopped when she realized what she did. It was all her fault; if only she had picked up her son. None of this would have happened if he had stayed home. Her tears fell on the picture as her hands shook and a cry came out of her mouth. Richard had cried himself to sleep. Anais isolated herself inside her room as Darwin spent most of his days inside his bowl and the siblings haven't been in school since the funeral. Penny came every day to visit Gumball's grave, according to Darwin who also had been visiting.
Nicole forbid her surviving children to go anywhere without having someone with them, thus Penny went with Darwin to Gumball's grave, though they had trouble with stepping in the graveyard.
What kind of parent was she? Why didn't she save him? Why wasn't she there, and why didn't she pick him up instead of letting him walk? This was all her fault; Gumball was lying underground, dead, with her mother and father in the afterlife. She was supposed to die, her! Not her Gummypuss! She let out a hysterical cry, not making her family flinch. Richard had still been on his bed; ever since the funeral and it was three weeks ago. When going to bed, Richard always cried himself sleep, she noticed that his clothes were getting too baggy for him.
She herself hadn't eaten along with her children since the funeral. She looked over to the nail clipper that was lying on the table along with her makeup. She hesitated before she picked it up and pointed it at her wrist. She closed her eyes as she took a deep breath and muttered while crying.
"I'm coming, Gummypuss."
When Penny arrived at the school, everyone was shocked to see her and averted their eyes from her or hung their head down in respect. She didn't see Darwin, Anais, Tobias, Tina, or Carrie. She wouldn't blame them.
She passed by Gumball's locker; his locker was cleaned for another student to use. Rocky sprayed the locker multiple times, obviously depressed when cleaning. When she passed by the principal office, Brown opened the door and beckoned Penny to come to his office, to her dismay. He started by sympathizing for the loss and saying good things about Gumball even with his bad points. She was starting to get sick with everyone telling her how sorry they were for her loss.
She wasn't sure if they meant it; Gumball's friends were possible but the teachers and the principal didn't seem like it. She wasn't even sure if Miss Simian was really grieving because of her bad reputation. She looked sad in the funeral, however. Principal Brown then said how strong Penny was by going to school and move on. She just nodded, disinterested. A thought hit her; she wanted to know how the remaining Watterson children were doing.
"Principal Brown, how are Anais and Darwin?"
Brown took his glasses off as he seemed almost crying. "Ms. Fitzgerald, Darwin atleast, came to school today but was given a vacation due to…" He cleared his throat to hide his sadness. "Due to family problems." Penny stood up, fear consuming her.
"W-w-what happened?" Brown put his glasses on as he replied.
"Ms. Fitzgerald, just forget what I said and go to class." Penny slammed her fist the table, furious.
"Please, Principal Brown! I may have only had dated…" she felt like a rock in her throat as she couldn't say it but continued. "T-t-they are part of family. Please…"
Brown sighed deeply and summoned courage before he began. "Darwin and Anais were dragged out the school due to… Mrs. Watterson's attempted suicide."
Penny ran all the way from the school to the hospital. The same hospital Gumball was in after his death. She was hesitating to step inside. She was afraid that Mrs. Watterson was… like Gumball. She had dated Gumball for two days but she felt a powerful connection towards Nicole after their little talk before dinner.
She did the same thing as Penny did, defended the ones they loved at the same age, stuck with their adorkable love life. She was told that Nicole was in room 311. As Penny walked towards the room, she hesitated when she passed by the next room; the cold and dark room, where your body would go after death. She opened the door and saw Richard sitting next to his wife as he stroke her cheek. Darwin was in the corner, staring in the thin air, frozen in place. Anais, however, was lying next to her mother, the pillow soaked with tears.
"Penny… th-th-thank you for coming," Richard commented, breaking the silence and returned to stroke his wife's cheeks. "The doctor said she was going to be fine… bu-b-but how… why would..." Richard broke down.
"Mr. Watterson?" the doctor knocked faintly as he stood near the door way. Richard took a deep breath and stifled his cries. "It is likely that your wife tried to commit suicide due to her loss." He flipped the papers to see any information about the family. His heart skipped when he saw that the family had just lost one of their members "She thinks that her life has no meaning with her child gone. I want you to keep a good eye on her when you go home."
Richard nodded, his tears streaming after hearing about his child. The doctor looked over to Darwin. He walked over to Richard and whisprred in his ear, "I recommend your son there to get a psychological help." They didn't have the money for it. He would want to do anything for his children but… "T-t-thank you doctor," Richard replied hesitantly.
I apologize that this chapter was shorter than the others, please don't feel bad. This will be beta readed today. Please tell me if this chapter's good review!
