He nodded his head and wheeled her bed to a large room down the hall. Her heart seemed to break as she saw her mom's and dad's hands still clenched together to die together in their fight. Her doctor followed her eyes and said, "We couldn't get there hands apart." She didn't answer him but just kept looking at there faces which were still facing eachother. Looking at each other for both of their support. Although they managed to close their eyes, her eyes didn't stop seeing the flashbacks.
Her parents are a love at first sight couple. They never were away from each other. As she grew up everytime her parents said goodbye or hello they would gently kiss each other on the lips. Her father would bring her mother a present almost every night he came home from work. They were always a team. They raised her in a christian home with which they were raised. There love never died, but it seemed to grow bigger as the days went on. They always held hands, somehow always touching. It either one was away they would somehow be touching by their hearts. Somehow always connected which is why she truly knew that they were meant for each other.Their walls were full of pictures of her and her parents all together, and also many of their whole family there. Including her grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins. It was there home. She remembered though when the house had burnt down. Causing all the pictures to be gone. How they were inside as the fire was burning when she was ten years old.
"Rose! Rose! Wake up! Hurry, you have to get up!"
"Huh? Mom? What's going on?" She asked in a groggy voice. When she saw her mother's face she quickly realized something was extremely wrong. Then, she smelled the smoke.
"Hunny. Do you remember the drills we did when we pretended the house was on fire?"
Her mom ran to the door quickly, but first she put her hand on the door to see if it was hott. She quickly pulled her hand away as her eyes got wide. "Oh no. We haven't practiced this." She said to herself.
"Mom, what's the matter."
"Don't worry hun, we're going to get out. Just don't panic." It was hard for her not to panic when she saw her mom's worried eyes. Then, when her mother started opening her bedroomwindow she got really frantic.
"Mom! What are you doing! We're on the second floor!"
"I know hunny, but it is the only way out." Her mom started climbing down the vine as her bedroom door started turning black from the blazing fire. She started following, but she didn't have enough time. Her dad was hollering for her to jump. She was just a small young girl. Very petite. She knew her dad would catch her without being hurt at all, but the height scared her.
"Jump! It will be ok Rose! I will catch you, I promise!" She heard her dad's words, but she remembered her teddy was lieing on her bed. She needed to get him. Her father saw her leave the window and started getting really frantic. "Rose! Come back now! I'm serious. This is very dangerous. You have to jump! Come back." She heard her mom crying for her.
All the sudden she jumped out of the window with her teddy in her hand. Her father managed to catch her without much trouble. She was sent to the hospital in an ambulance because of having so much smoke in her lungs. That had been the last time she was in the hospital.
All this time just looking at her parents she remembered all this. She didn't know why it popped into her mind. Maybe it was the fact that her parents had that same look on their faces at their burning house that they have now. She didn't know, but she must have been thinking a long time because the doctor was beside her with concern in his eyes. "Are you okay? Do you want to go back now?"
He wheeled her to her room, and there was a surprise there for her.