Chapter 13. Dying Hard with my First Kiss

He took Becky into his arms, casting a frowned gaze on Alicia. “What have you done to her?”

He could feel Becky’s pulse, but they were barely steady.

“What the hell are you talking about?” Alicia lashed out in her defense. “I didn’t do anything to her!”

Jimmy lowered his Becky on the floor and brought his mouth closer to Becky’s. He used one hand and held her chin and lifted it, then kept her mouth open using his thumb. He placed his other hand on her forehead and pinched Becky’s nose with his index finger and thumb. He took a normal breath, covering and sealing Becky’s mouth with his—Jimmy blew into Becky’s mouth for one second but continued similarly as he kept pumping her heart with both hands pressing against her chest. “Come on, don’t die on me!”

The fear of losing Becky gripped him firmly, and he didn’t want to stop even when Alicia asked him to take a break.

After a series of attempts to revive Becky failed, he finally gave up, sobbing beside her