8:45 PM

Tuesday

Elmore Mall

The Watterson are getting ready to leave the mall. Richard brought up the idea to take the family shopping, deciding to spend some quality time with his wife and kids. Darwin and Anais thought it would be fun also. They needed to get out of the house and do something productive.

And they needed to be away from Gumball.

If only Richard tried to put some effort into bringing Gumball along. Maybe if he was here, Nicole would stop trying to argue with Richard throughout the whole time they were at the mall.

"Honestly Richard, if you maybe put some real effort and tried bring Gumball along with us, maybe he would be happy for once! It's your fault he's like this!" Nicole remarked, making direct eye contact with Richard while she looks back at him.

It's nighttime, and the parking lot's streetlights are on. Telling the others that it's getting late and that it's time to go to bed for school tomorrow. Nicole is pacing fast to her car, as Richard and the others are struggling to follow Nicole as she reaches for her keys in her purse.

Gumball all of the sudden changed. He's no longer the outgoing misfit his family knew. He's just a moody teen everyone tries to avoid.

Richard didn't want to bring Gumball. His son is too damn depressing to be around. He's like a vacuum that sucks all the fun and joy when he's with the family.

Richard tries to be a good father and help Gumball. He even risked his own life to save his son in the Junkyard. Not only does he not want to lose his son, but he also hoped that this would change his son's attitude in life, and maybe become a brighter person.

If only Richard knew that it just made the issue worse.

For it just reminded Gumball that he's being selfish and is taking everything for granted.

"No matter how much I try Nicole, he won't change! He's been like this for months. I tried to listen to you, but I just can't deal with him! He's making this difficult than it has to be." Richard shouts as he pace walks.

Darwin jogs lightly, having no issue following the two.

Anais is eating shit as she falls on the pavement, for she has short legs and struggles to even catch up to Richard.

"NO! You're making this difficult on yourself! All he needs is a father to be there for him and you're just pushing him away from you! I have to do all the caring and love for him, as you three ignore him completely!"

Darwin decides to intervene, "Mrs. Mom! Dad is doing his best, it's Gumball that the issue!"

"How can you even say that Darwin?! You're no better than your father, you push him away too! You and Anais!"

Anais trips over for the third time, "MOM! CAN YOU SLOW DOWN PLEASE?!"

Nicole quickly pulls the keys out of the purse and open the driver side of the door. She sits inside the car and slams the door shut, but not before unlocking the other three passenger doors.

Nicole is obviously frustrated. All she wants is Gumball to be happy, and she feels as though it's Richard and her kids fault he acts sad.

She begins the think that maybe Gumball didn't want to come was because he didn't want to be a burden.

Richard opens the passenger door and sit down, followed by Darwin and Anais. Nicole turns on the ignition and starts driving away.

Everyone remain silent throughout the whole ride. As if no one to argue about Gumball again.

Since my neighbourhood is going to be lighten up by those colors, I want everyone to know who's reading this, whoever it may be: Mom, Dad, Mr. Robinson. Just know that when you see those two bright lights through the window, or your windshield. Just know this.

Stop, You're All Safe Now

Gumball rips a page from his notebook, leaves the table, and walks out of his room and into the living room. He only ripped off a small proportion of the page.

The majority of the whole suicide note was just him venting. His family only needs to read the part on how life would be better without him, and to reassure them that it isn't there fault he gone down this way.

It was his.

The dining table is right next to where the kitchen is, connected to the living room. That's where he'll put his suicide note. It's too hard to miss a gance of it, since the first thing you see when you walk in is that table.

Gumball wanted to cry. My god does want to. But his eyes are too bloody and too tired to cry. The whole time he was in his room he cried his heart out. Oh, how he wanted to try harder to change. To go back to being the one everyone loves.

But no matter how hard he tried, it all goes down to square one. To remind him that's he's a worthless feline that contribute nothing to society other than destruction and family drama.

In his eyes, that is.

He sets the note down on the dining table and walks into the kitchen. The only light that shines onto the kitchen is the full moon that can be seen through the window. It's honestly an amazing scenery. Almost good enough to watch as you slash your wrist and bleed to death.

However, Gumball wants to avoid making a bloody mess anywhere but the bathtub. The last thing Gumball wants is for his family to come back home and see a bloody mess everywhere in the kitchen.

At least in a bathtub, it's easier to clean. Just have the water on, let it fill the tub, turn off the water, sit on the tub, cut your wrist, and let the blood flow with the water. Afterwards, someone can come in and see the body, and the only thing they need to do to finish up is the take the body, and pull the stopper.

And that's how Gumball wanted to go.

He pulls one of the kitchen drawers and grabs a kitchen knife. Wish his mother carried razors, but this will have to do. He feels terrible, to know after this, no one would want to use this knife anymore.

He walks back into the bathroom, but not before he takes one good look at the living room, and sees the note on the table he set down.

Last time he'll ever see this part of the house.

Penny came across his mind. If he's going to leave this world, he should at least apologize to one person outside of his family, and Penny deserves that apology. She was the one to put up with his behavior the longest.

He grabs his phone and goes into contacts to find Penny.

When he finds her, he see the profile picture of her saved as he icon on his phone. It's just her casual smile with the mall's food court behind her as the background.

When was the last time he ever saw her smile? It's been a long time. It's sad to know that this photo is the only time he can ever see her smile.

Worse, this is the last time he'll ever see that innocent face. A profile picture on a bright screen, and not in person.

He begins to type his life away.

" Hey Penny. I just wanted to say how much I'm sorry about what's been happening recently. I don't know if it's because I'm growing up, or if I always had this shitty attitude. I just wanted you to know that I tried everything to become better. I fucking had. For you! Books, exercise, everything! When we broke up, it made me realize I was a lost fucking cause, and that there's no hope for me anymore. I'm sorry. I'm sorry it has to be this way. Just know that I still love you. Please don't blame yourself for this. I'm doing this for your happiness."

Sent.

To Gumball surprise, one to two tears left his eyes. He's surprised he still has some left in him.

This is it. Gumball doesn't see anything else he has to do. Other than call the police, but he'll do that once he's in the bathroom.

He walks into the bathroom. The lights were already on, and the bathtub is already filled with water. He filled it up earlier. He prefers to have his bath in room temperature.

He puts his phone on the floor, but still grips the tool to make Elmore a better place, the knife. He already visions it.

Like he said earlier in his note: No more public destruction for his mom to pay, no more waking up to see his siblings waking up ten minutes earlier so they don't have to greet him, no more family drama, no more tears spew in silence.

No more.

He slowly put his left foot down on the tub first, followed by his right foot, and followed by his whole body. He doesn't even bother taking off his clothes. What's the point anyways?

He grabs his phone with his left hand; with the knife in his right hand.

He dials 911 and put the receiver in his ear.

This would be the last person to talk to Gumball, and it's a dispatcher.

"911, what's your emergency?"

It's female dispatcher, with her tone of voice being monotone. Sounds like she's in her late 40's

Gumball replies, but he feels the lump in his throat he felt earlier. He's going to cry again.

"M-My name is Gumball… I w-would like to report a suicide... Please come quick…"

The dispatcher replies, " An ambulance is on it's way, I have you at 1026 York Street, correct?"

"Yes mam…"

This is it, it's over now.

He beings to brawl, this is how he's going to die, in a bathtub. This is where he'll sleep. Where the ambulance crew will find him.

He hears the dispatcher trying to calm him down, but he hanged up before she can know who was the victim. But she has a feeling it was the person over the phone. He threw the phone across the room and focuses on the knife.

Just two cut to end all the fights.

Two cut to end all the neglected.

Two cuts to bring peace to Elmore.

To bring peace for himself

Two cuts to free the Wattersons.

Two cuts, and it's all over.

He grabs the knife and point it's towards his wrist, right hand.

What was the saying again?

Remember kids, it's sideways for attention, longways for results?

He wanted results.

He dragged his left hand back and let his wrist open up the essential that kept him alive.

He drops his knife and let a loud groan. The pain is unbearable. He cries again, with tears coming down faster than before and dripping, filling the bathtub, like a faucet that wasn't shut all the way.

The cries leaves Gumball's mouth. He brawls louder this time. It hurts so much.

The body of water has slight tint of red that surrounds Gumball. He picks up the knife with his right hand now and focuses on his left hand.

Rinse and repeat.

He pulls back his left hand, as his right hand open up, letting all of his emotions spew out. They were bottled up inside him for too long.

The pain turn to numbness. His alertness turns to tiredness.

He hears a notification from his phone. Penny must've read the message. Too bad he'll never be able to know what she said. He's too tired to get up, he wants to sleep.

His eyes are slightly open, as Gumball slips down to the tub and put his head on the edge. He see the bottom opening of the door and sees somewhat a slight red and blue lights flashing. His cries must of drowned the sirens. How loud was he crying?

He's too tired to think.

9:12 PM

Twenty-Seven minutes of silence. That was the ride leaving the mall like. Darwin wants to speak more about it, but Richard probably wants to end the discussions. He's looking at the windshield. Probably not even paying attention to the road.

He turns to give a quick glance at Anais, who's just looking out the window. He notices scrapes on her knees. She was trying to catch up with the rest of the family. He feels bad, he wished he just stay with her so she didn't feel the need to catch up.

He looks out and sees they're only five blocks away from their house. He sees a faint shine of red and blue near their neighbourhood. Police? It's probably for Jamie. She always causes a feud with her family to the point where it gets physical.

Three blocks down now.

Odd, it isn't for Jamie. It now looks more into they're part of the neighbourhood? Did Gumball cause disturbance again? Darwin grows frustration. He swears it not even a joke anymore. Gumball now does it for attention because no one wants to be with him.

Well, now that came to mind, it's kinda sad really.

Maybe Darwin is being a terrible brother.

A block down.

Darwin swears he heard his mother said "What the fuck?" It was like a faint, but Darwin heard it clearly. Now he sees shines of red and blue, but with red being a brighter color.

Nicole made a sharp turn. It brought Anais's to attention as she is now looking at the windshield.

What they see in front of them is a group of people surrounding their house. With a ambulance in curb, with two police cars facing towards the Watterson's house.

Darwin now stare in awe. Wondering if maybe Gumball hurt someone? Or…

If he hurt himself.

His questions were answered when he a stretcher leaving the house with what appears to be a white blanket covering a body.

And just like what Gumball predicted. The whole neighborhood was covered in red and blue lights.

What Gumball couldn't predicted was how fast his mom left the car and started sprinting down towards the house, chasing after the medics who carried his body.