(Gumball's POV)
There I stood at the front of the man's house that has been hurting the girl that... that...
I stop I know this sounds weird because in this situation before confrontation you don't usually stop and think about why you're doing it especially if it for a girl. Here I was about to yell and if necessary beat him up if need be for Carrie.
Yeah this man evil and deserves it but am I going this far just for a friend. Why am I not calling the cops and I can't even make myself do it. My gut wanted to deal with this personal and my heart agreed.
Do I... do I lo...
Snap out of it Gumball you shouldn't think of this right now I need to face this man now and if I dwell on it or think too hard on it I'm going to lose my nerve I need to confront this guy.
I look to the house. I wasn't sure what I was expecting when I got here. Maybe I dirty lawn or a house that hadn't been painted in years and was falling apart. Heck even a broken window would have made at least my mental idea of this house right. Something to throw it off from the rest of these houses.
But no there was nothing wrong with his house. It was white like all the other houses. It was an average house nothing to separate it from the rest nothing to show that inside of this building was a very evil man.
But nope it was an ordinary house on a regular road.
That scared me more than anything that my imagination could have thought up of.
I move up the walkway going closer to the door. There was a door bell on the door I look over at it. I felt all my confidence leave my body just by looking at the door bell. All I had to do was press it and wait but that little action was worse than actually walking all the way here.
I turn to leave this was stupid idea I shouldn't have come all this way and leave Lexy behind I should have stayed with Carrie and...
...and help her.
I know what I had to do and I was going to do it. I turn with my eyes close and press the bottom before I had time to over think the situation I was in.
I heard the slight ding of the bell from the outside of the house. I stood there for a second and I push the doorbell again this time with thinking. I was confused I didn't even hear the house stir. I press it for the third and final time.
Still nothing happen.
I went and turn the door knob. I twist it but it got stuck. Dang it... of course it was lock what moron would leave their house door open. I curse myself mentally as I turn. I walk down the steps looking at the garage seeing a small run down convertible. Why was this here if no one was home... unless that's Carrie's car.
I look over at it and I went to it. I look through the window and I saw multiple clothe that if I ever saw any girl in I probably get a nose bleed. I was looking through the window at all the stuff in her car but I notice something in the reflection off the car window.
On the second floor of the house... there was an open window.
I turn quickly seeing it was my own eyes there it was. Just slightly open but if I could get in there I could have access to the house and get to the button of what has been happening to Carrie.
Carrie...
Anger burst through my chest. Carrie I promise you after today this sicko would never lay and finger on you even again. I look over at the street seeing if anyone was watching me. The only ones in the area was a teen couple making out by the corner, a mother with her son that as far I could tell were heading to a party because the Boy was holding a present. Finally sitting on the bench of the opposite side of the street was an old Albatross reading the newspaper.
