I crawled my way through the wind shield and gently picked her up. She opened her eyes slightly and looked up at me. She weakly smiled then passed out again. I held her tight and jumped out of the car. As soon as I was halfway up the block I heard an explosion. I didn't look back.
I knew it was her car that went up in flames. If I was a split second longer we both would've been dead. I raced back to her home at hyper speed. I used hyper speed since no one would notice me and they would just feel is a strong breeze.
I reached her home and kicked the door down. I'd fix it as soon as I got her in her bed. I raced up the stairs and laid her on the bed. I stared at her and cringed. Her arm was in a weird position and that bleeding head of hers was not stopping anytime soon.
I had to do something but I was not good with first aid. I had to do something or call someone. If I call 911 they would take me away. If I try to help her I may do more damage. I pounded my fist against the wall and a thought came into my head. I frowned and shuck my head. It was the only way.
I grabbed the phone that was hanging against the wall in the living room and dialed a number that I hadn't forgotten and wasn't really on planning to.
"Hello?"
"Is Amy Rose there?" I asked with a hint of hurt that I was hoping went un noticed.