The Grieving Gumball Novels & Stories

Gone before any of it could become real. I lowered my forehead gently against hers again. “I’m grieving too,” I admitted quietly. Her expression softened through the tears. “I know.” “But if you disappear into guilt…” I swallowed hard. “I’ll lose you even if your heart keeps beating.” The words settled heavily between us. Because grief can take people without killing them physically. I knew that now. Elara looked at me for a long moment. Then whispered softly: “You sound different.” A weak laugh escaped me. “That’s because I almost lost you.”

looking helpless as he lost the only thing that made him a god: his land. "You look like you're staring at a funeral," Silas rumbled, standing by the window. His silhouette appeared massive against the grey sky. "I am," I whispered. My voice was a dry rasp, like a dead leaf when crushed. "I'm watching the burial of the Crescent Alpha. I just didn't expect the scene to look so... boring, and ordinary…" My cough broke the silence, a deep, racking tremor that made my ribs feel like they were being snapped back one by one. I pressed a tissue to my mouth that quickly soaked in a dark, thick crimson. I didn't panic; that was for people who still had a future.

“Mini-reunion” Alaister POV, "ALAISTER" I saw a guy who's smiling at me I can't figure out who is he. But his smile is very familiar. "Who are you?" when I tried to touch his face my hand suddenly penetrate. I startled. He's a ghost?? "Alaister...I love you so much Alaister" his voice was cold as ice but at the same time, I find it sweet and scary too. "Wait who are you? And why do I feel the same??" I asked him while still trying to feel his warmth oh fuck he's a ghost Alaister!

leaving those words behind, he left the cemetery. The young man also finally took his leave and went to his home leaving the still burning corpse behind within the drizzling sound of the rain. *** It's been a few months since that day. The day when the young man lost someone very dear to him. Someone who meant a lot to him. Today, it was a bright morning. Where one would wish to hear the mellifluous chirping of birds in the morning, one of the bustling streets of Mumbai, India was filled with an uproar instead.

I stopped at the table in the leaving room. “Goodbye Mr. Graham and Ethan graham” I whispered as I dropped the divorce papers and the severance papers on the table. I cleaned the last trail of tears on my face and walked towards the door, as I opened it I could feel my expression shift to annoyance. “You ungrateful brat”

I had been used to it. By now, Blake was wrapped up in his fairy-tale wedding with his first love, Megan Burns, and had no time to say goodbye to my father. His heart had long since drifted, so requesting his presence was meaningless. In fact, we were better off without him. I didn't want him to appear and taint the memorial. As the coffin was lowered into the earth, the weight of loss crushed me. The man who'd loved me unconditionally was gone. Staring at his photo on the tombstone, I couldn't hold it together any longer. My knees hit the cold ground, and a wail tore from my throat, raw and unstoppable.

The world shattered. “No,” I gasped, clutching the tiny body to my chest. “No, no, no...” Sobs tore from me, raw and endless, grief like a blade twisting in my gut. My son...our son...gone. I rocked him, tears soaking his still face, whispering apologies, promises I’d never keep. “Please… wake up…” The door burst open. Gavriil stormed in, face pale, eyes wild. “What happened?” He saw me, the bundle, and his expression hardened. He knelt, arms around me, murmuring, “I’m here, rosa mia. I’m here.”

I try to keep the sympathy and pity out of my eyes, but I know he can see it. "I don't know how to grieve. Lucian is the last person I grieved for. I was only a pup then, and I didn't understand my best friend's pain, but now I do...I get it. I will never see my oldest pup smile again. I'll never see his eyes shine. He was my first. I was so proud of him," Garrett mumbles before sobs overtake him once more. I nod and look down at my lap. "I know all about grieving...Dagahra and his followers slowly killed everyone I ever knew. Now it's just me," I whisper, and Garrett begins to rock his son.

No one moved. An unbearable agony crawled up my stomach and into my chest and settled in my throat. I screamed. The sound was unearthly. Most of the brothers and Professor Pops covered their ears. But I couldn't stop. "Snow." Dorian sounded more pained than he looked, and he looked utterly broken. I pulled out of his grasp. Gabe is dead. Gabe is dead. I killed Gabe. I wanted to die. "Kill me," I cried. "Do it."

Actually She had the ice cream and I had it from her juicy lips. I was happy we came back home and I was shocked seeing everything of our room destroyed. What happened? Actually The guards took an off when we weren't at home..Someone just sneak in our house. How dare he. I asked Ash about USB and she opened the draw but it wasn't there. Ash started crying. Ali " Why are you crying Ash? Nothing happened! " Ash " We lost our evidence Ali." Ali " No my love we didn't. They only took the USB."