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“MOMMY!!”
Amanda shoots up out of bed, still in a haze, but she knows something is wrong. She jumps out of bed and runs straight to her door, but drops her hand from the knob as if burns her skin. She’s too laser focused on getting to her babies that she doesn’t even realize her fiancé standing behind her.
“Move! I’ll kick it down!!”
She moves to the side of the door as Sonny kicks the door down with all of his strength. She goes to run out into the hall, but stops once she realizes what is happening. The floor, ceiling, walls, completely engulfed in flames. She doesn’t care. She’s getting to her girls.
Amanda takes a step into the hallway, but sonny whips her backwards with his hand pulling her waist. She snaps immediately.
“Don’t touch me!! Let me go!!”
“You’re not going out there!”
“Like hell I am!”
He picks her up and pushes her onto her bed, safety.
“You’re staying in here, I’m getting the girls! Don’t you dare take a single step out here!”
Amanda wants to hit him right now. She wants to take all of her anger out on him. He’s standing in the way between her and her girls. She’s so angry at him.
“Climb out that window, it’s not too far of a drop, you’ll be fine. I’ll get our girls.”
Sonny turns to leave, but he turns around for a moment.
“I love you Amanda.”
She doesn’t say it back. He’s not letting her get her daughters, she hates him right now.
Amanda watches as he walks out into the hallway, stepping on only the parts that aren’t covered in flames. She watches him as he winces when he burns the skin on his arm and screams. All at once, all of her anger towards him disappears as her emotions fall and logic sets in. He’s literally walking through fire for his family.
She begins to panic. She’s never been religious, but she prays. She prays that her girls are okay. She prays that Sonny is okay. She prays that Frannie is okay. She hadn’t even thought about Frannie.
As Sonny disappears past the flames, she follows his instructions and heads towards the window. She opens the screen and looks down. The drop wasn’t far, but she knew that once she left the house, she wouldn’t make it back in. She’s leaving her fiancé, her children, her dog in a burning house. She’s saving herself. She’s being selfish. She hates herself right now.
But she jumps. She lands just outside the house and runs out into the yard. She didn’t realize how much of her house was in flames. Upstairs, downstairs, everywhere. She didn’t realize it, but her face was covered in tears. She drops to her knees and buries her face in her hands. She sobs. She sobs harder than she ever has in her life. She doesn’t know what she’ll do if they aren’t okay. That’s her whole life inside that house. She can’t lose them. She can’t lose them.