As I sit here in my prison cell, slowly losing my mind, I can't help but think about the one mistake that changed everything. The mistake that cost my life and the life of my best friend. It's a mistake that I will have to live with for the rest of my days.

My name is James Scott Jr. and this is the story of how one mistake destroyed two lives.

It all started on a beautiful spring day, March 13th, 2005. Jay and I were out for a walk, enjoying the warm weather and the fresh air. We were laughing and joking, as we always did, when we suddenly saw her. The girl I was dating at the time. Her name was Emily, and she was walking with her friends, all of them laughing and chatting.

My heart skipped a beat as I saw her. She was the most beautiful girl I had ever laid eyes on and I was completely under her spell. I wanted to talk to her, to be near her, to feel her lips on mine. But then I remembered that I was with Jay and I didn't want to ditch him for a girl, no matter how amazing she was.

But fate had other plans for me that day. As we walked closer to Emily and her friends, I noticed that she was looking at me, smiling shyly. I couldn't believe it. Was she actually interested in me? My heart raced with excitement and I couldn't resist the pull any longer. I turned to Jay and told him I wanted to talk to Emily, hoping he would understand.

But he didn't. He wanted to leave, he knew something was off about the situation. He could sense danger, but I was blinded by my infatuation for Emily. I ignored his warnings and went in for the kiss. And that's when everything changed.

Suddenly, we heard a loud bang and I felt a searing pain in my chest. My body jerked back, and then everything went black. When I woke up, I was lying on the ground, surrounded by chaos. People were screaming and running, and I could hear sirens in the distance.

I tried to get up, but I couldn't move. I looked down and saw blood pouring out of my chest. It was then that I remembered what had happened. We had been caught in the middle of a gang shootout. Emily and her friends were members of a notorious gang, and they had been targeted by their rivals. God knows how they got involved with that life, but there was no going back now.

I looked around frantically for Jay and saw him lying motionless on the ground. He had been shot multiple times, and I realized with horror that it was because of me. My one mistake had endangered not only my life but also the life of my best friend.

I don't remember much after that. I must have blacked out from the pain and shock. When I woke up, I was in the hospital, handcuffed to the bed. The police had arrested me and I was being charged as an accomplice in the gang shooting.

It was all a blur after that. The trial, the verdict, the sentencing. I was found guilty and sentenced to life in prison without the possibility of parole. My heart broke when I saw the pain and disappointment in my parents' eyes as they watched their only son being led away in handcuffs.

As I sit here in my cell, I can't help but replay that day over and over in my mind. I keep thinking about how things would have turned out if I had listened to Jay. Would he still be alive? Would I be here behind bars? The guilt and regret eat away at me every day, but there's nothing I can do now.

I found out later that Emily and her friends had set me up. They wanted to frame me for the shooting and take the fall for themselves. They didn't care about me or Jay. We were just pawns in their twisted game.

But none of that matters now. All that matters is that because of my one mistake, two lives were lost. I may have physically survived, but inside, I'm dead. I'm just a shell of the person I used to be, haunted by the memories of that day.

It's been years since that incident, but the pain and regret never go away. I spend my days locked in this prison cell, with nothing but time to think. To think about that one mistake that cost two lives. To think about how different things would be if I had just listened. To think about how I'll never be able to make things right.

All mistakes have consequences, but some are too heavy to bear. Mine cost me everything. My freedom, my friend, my sanity. I can only hope that one day, somehow, I'll be able to find peace and forgiveness for what I have done. But until then, I'll be here, trapped in my own mind, reliving that one fatal mistake.