He was late. By the time he got to your place you were already on the floor, the door wide open. They go to you before he did.

"No, no, no..." He said as he dropped by your side, cradling you.

"Come on, come on, don't do this to me... Come on, you... You can't..." Javier said as he held you on his arms. He had been warned. He was told by the gangs of the city that this would happen if he didn't stop.