life as we know it

Chapter One: The Alley

It had been a month or so since the last encounter between the black-eyed Jehovah and the Norwegian man. Tamara had been the one who shot Tord with her robot and caused the explosion of the robot. All Tamara could do was lay and sulk in her room, wasting the time. Ell and Edd always tried getting her out to experience the world once more but could never convince her. Matt and Matilda had no recollection of the elephant in the room, so they had nothing more than a simple conversation to offer. Tom, however, knew her best and had finally convinced her one Saturday evening to head out.

Tom had his hand resting on the doorknob of her room before sighing and proceeding to open it. The room had a putrid smell of Smirnoff and microwaveable dinners. He'd look around before catching his eye on the blue-hooded girl. She lay there, crouched up in a fetal position, on her phone, replaying all the memories she had before the "Event."

"Tamara...?" He'd ask before sitting beside her on the bed with his hands on her shoulder. Tamara would give no response as he called her name. "Tamara, you can't stay stuck in your room, wasting away your life." He'd say that, lowering his eyes to the ground. "We really wish you'd understand what happened wasn't your fault. Nobody knew what he was capable of doing. All we can do now is move forward and try to enjoy life while we can." Tamara would groan at him, not wanting to get out of bed. What did he know? He didn't know what they were. Not even Tamara knew. She hated him at times, but she still felt great regret for what she had done to him. The state she left him in, with his face disfigured and scratched, She'd yell at Tom, annoyed at the fact that he thought he was doing the right thing. See, I know you're trying to get me to experience life, but I already have. I hate it. You don't know what that felt like, Tom, and it really pisses me off that you're trying to be this comforting person!" Tamra was well fed up with him and showed obvious signs that she didn't want to talk. It escaped from him unconsciously; he didn't want to scream; he just wanted to talk somehow, but in the end, because of their temper, they killed in a raised tone. Tamara fell silent because she is more mature and because Tom does not wish her harm. Look, I'm just trying to look out for your best interest. You don't have to be such a bitch all the time. You act as if you were the only one affected by this!" Tamara would finally lower her phone and sit up beside him, looking towards her wall. You can tell she hardly had any rest from the bags depicted under her eyes and the frizzy hair. She hadn't had a shower in about a week or so since she was in her depressive state. The emotions would always cause her to break out in episodes, but never like this. It was different this time. A girl can only take so much and handle so much stress. She'd soon turn her head at Tom, giving him a saddened look with tears filling her eyes. She had finally been told what she needed to hear. She realized this wasn't just affecting her but everyone else around her. She was selfish to think only of herself. What about how Edd and Ell felt? They knew him and were extremely closer to him than her. She'd eventually open her mouth and say, "I just wish it didn't have to end like that. God knows where he is now and what happened to him. I should've seen the signs... I could've stopped him, Tom. " She'd say, sighing as she lowered her head on the floor.