Starting New: A World Apart

Chapter 6: All Alone

The sun started to rise and the rain started to clear. The remains of their once lovely home was now a big charred pile of wood and debris. Nicole was still by her son. She hadn't moved from her spot since Gumball had passed away. She couldn't. She was still in utter shock at what she had witnessed before her very eyes. Her brain couldn't seem to accept it. She couldn't seem to understand how she went from having a lovely meal with her son, to a fire, to a now dead son still in her very arms...

Nicole had felt the wounds on her body start to  heal. Just as rapidly as when they both had arrived here. At this...place. This GODDAMN place!
Nicole slammed her fist into the pavement over and over in anger. Why were they sent here? Why did they have to live like this? Why did she have to lose her son?! She felt like crying more, but couldn't. She seemed to have no tears left in her. Her anger now was growing. She felt her eyes start to turn red again. She was truly angry now. When she finds out who or what sent her and Gumball here...she was going to make them or it PAY!

Eventually, she felt her anger subside and become replaced with utter exhaustion. She leaned her head one final time against Gumball's body before laying down next to him on the pavement. She closed her eyes, and let the sleep overcome here...

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Nicole woke up after a few hours with a heavy groan. She still ached basically everywhere. She checked her arm that was broken. As almost expected, it was completely healed. She could move it again, albeit with some pain. She checked her body and saw her other wounds and burns were now non existent.

"Hopefully this pain will stop as well..." she thought.

The pain. The pain would probably never stop. Not after losing Gumball. Nicole sighed, and looked over to Gumball. Her eyes then went wide. Where was he? He was right next to her!  She looked around her, but didn't see him. This didn't make sense. She had watched him die right before her very eyes! He couldn't have moved. Unless...

She stood up and started started shouting.

"Gumball! Gummypuss, where are you?" She called out.

She ran towards the houses down the street, calling out for Gumball, but not hearing a response. She kept yelling, calling out to the silence. She wasn't giving up. Not for Gumball. She decided to check all the homes for him.

Hours pass as she had checked every room of every house on their street, but no Gumball. She was losing hope now. If he was alive, why hadn't he simply stayed with her? She felt like she was being toyed with...

She walked back to their burnt home and looked at the damage up close. As the wind blew ash around her, it started to stick to her still wet and matted blue fur causing it to give it a ghostly gray and white look to it. She saw still smoking wood pieces and lots of debris that looked unsalvageable; that is, if she was even looking to salvage anything. It felt like that house meant nothing to her if it didn't include Gumball. Gumball...

She clenched her fist and took a deep breath. She was already angry enough for today. She needed to keep searching for Gumball. She decided to head towards the part of town where they had found the Police station. Maybe he would be there...hopefully.

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Nicole had searched the entire area around the police station from top to bottom. From the gas station, to the multistory buildings to the small homes nearby. She had found no trace of Gumball. She had now seemed to have lost all hope of finding him.

'Gumball...' she thought, over and over again.

Nicole decided to return back to her neighborhood. She would remain close to her home in case Gumball would come back. That is...if he's out there, somewhere.