Erica's Ecstasy

Too Late

Erica's POV

I was losing her...
"I...I..." She squeezed me tighter as blood poured from her mouth.
"Shhhh save your strength baby." I cried so hard as I watched her fade away.
"Don't you do this to me. Don't you fucking leave me!" I screamed.
"I...I-Love-you"
"I love you too-ooooo!" I hollered as tears streamed from my eyes.
I held her closer and rocked her.
Finally, the paramedics showed up.
"Alright let me take a look." They rushed over.
I looked down at Patricia and...
She was gone. They were too late. I was too late. It...was too late.
I kissed her one last time on her lips, her bloody lips.
"NOOOOOOOOO! NOOOOOOO! GAWWWWWD!" I completely lost it.
"Erica I'm so sorry." Detective Smith said. The paramedics looked at me with great sorrow.
"I'm terribly so-"
"Fuck you!" I hollered.
More cops and detectives arrived to the scene and I ran outside. Cops and ambulances and chaos all outside.
"You must be Erica. I'm officer,-"
"WHERE IS HE? WHERE IS HE?" I said.
"Who?"
"That son of a bitch! Ricardo!"
I spotted Ricardo being taken to the police car and I ran over to them, doing something I'll never regret.
"Hey! Hey! You son of a bitch!"
"Erica NO!"
POW POW POW !
I Was tackled to the ground after murdering Ricardo in cold blood. I shot that bastard three times in his fucking skull. I'm still serving my sentence. My mom comes to visit me whenever she can. I was too late. Everyday I think of Patricia. My heart. My soul. My addiction. My Ecstacy. I was charged with first degree murder. Class A-1 felony. I was given life without the possibility of parole. This is my story.