The fiery rose

“Will you help my dad!” Goddamn it! I didn’t know. My only concern was her. The only one reachable enough. What would he have done in his position? I knew what I had to do, “Get down, now!” I screamed. She ducks for cover as I strike the glass as hard as I could. I strike several more times cracking and breaking the glass apart when I heard it. That dreaded sound of a creak. “Oh, shit!” I finish breaking out the glass and call out for her,”Okay, I need you to crawl out!” She screams,”I’m scared!”
“I know you are. I will not let anything happen to you, okay? You are going to fine, I promise!”
She reaches out for me and I grabbed her hand. She quickly pulls herself out the back window, cutting herself up as she crawled out. Not once did she let go of my hand. The creak sounded again and then again, and another. “Come on, you can do it!” The little girl quickly go to her feet long enough to jump into my arms and push me down when the truck fell. The little girl quickly lifted herself off of me as she noticed the truck was missing. “Daddy?” She whimpered.
“Daddy!!” She wailed hysterically.