It's You

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-Wes-

I carried Boze to the truck in a hurry, Courtney following close behind.
"Wee, you can't just leave us!" She called as I slammed the or behind me and tucked Boze into the passengers seat.

"The police are on their way, you guys will make it.. She might not." I exclaimed as I started the car.

"Let us get Flitz out the back first." She called before running to the back.
I watched in the rear view wirror her rip the tarp right off the back, revealing no one, just an unraveled sheet.

I gestured for her to get out of the way as I floored it onto the side of the road and began driving like a mad man to where I thought a hospital would be.
I took my hand off the shift and held her hand in mine.

She was still warm, she was still, very very faintly breathing.

I stared off into the empty road, thinking of the time I should have spent with her, I should have taken her somewhere nice.. Somewhere she deserved.
Tears began to well in my eyes as I continued to stare out to the road..
All that wasted time..