"No." I choked out between gulps for air and sobs. "No. Wh-. Bu-." I was unable to utter a coherent word, let alone an entire sentence.

I stood there in shock, the chill night air broken only by my heavy breathing and cries. A hand touched my shoulder comfortingly. I could barely feel it. Sinking to my knees, I touched the dark pool of liquid on the ground. Blood.

"Blood." I stated quite simply. "Hah! Blood. Blood…huh…blood." I was raving like a complete madman.

Glassy eyes stared up at the night sky. The twinkling stars should have mirrored the life in those glassy eyes, but no. They simply just stared upwards, never to show emotion again. A hysterical sob slipped out of my body.

Jessica…beautiful, beautiful Sica…My Sica. Lifeless on the damp pavement. Shuddering, I wiped my bloody fingers on the grass, staining it a deep red that seemed so much more sinister in the moonlight. I don't know how long I sat there under those twinkling stars with my Sica, watched the flashing lights disturb the peace.

Hello, I wanted to scream. Turn off those lights. I'm trying to enjoy the beauty of the universe with my Sica…Oh, my Sica.

The strong sent of evergreen filled my nose as the officials ushered me away. I watched from the trees. Watched as they carried my love away on a stretcher. I longed to reach out and touch the pale skin, brush away the stray hairs from her face. She looked so peaceful, though I knew her death had been anything but.

Left behind were the pools of blood. The red liquid which I used to find so morbidly gorgeous was now sickening. Why would anyone do this to my Sica? Why would anyone just leave this angel here on a lonely sidewalk in a lonely town on a lonely night? Why?

Why my Sica?