body and used the heel of my boot to smash into the lower right-hand side, where the glass appeared to be at its weakest. It gave way instantly and I heard moaning and soft cries of pain. I assessed Noah straight away; her seat belt was still in place and she was almost dangling in the air. I looked past her to my little sister and felt my stomach drop.
She was still motionless. I couldn’t tell if she was breathing or not.
“Bailey!” I shouted, my voice cracking. “Hang on, baby, I’m comin’. D’ye hear me, Bails? I’m comin’ for ye!”
I heard my name being hollered, and turned my head in the direction of my friends, who were running towards me. I saw Stitch motion his hands left, right and centre as he shouted orders. My heart felt like it was about to burst with fear. He needed to get the fire under control before a spark touching the poured fuel became a problem. But there was no way I was leaving my girls to help him.
Not a chance.
“AJ!” I roared. “Gimme a knife. I think the seat belt is jammed.”
I turned back to Noah and she was mumbling something that I couldn’t hear; her eyes were open, and they were on me, but she wasn’t looking at me. She was far away – I wasn’t sure she even realised I was in front of her. Blood dripped down the side of her face from her temple. I gently turned her head in my direction and instantly swallowed down bile. She had a massive, deep open wound running back into her hairline. I sucked in a breath and repressed the urge to cough as the strong, choking odour of smoke suddenly filled my lungs.
“It’s okay, green eyes. I’m right here and I’m gonna get ye outta here. D’ye hear me, Noah? I’m gonna get you outta here.”
I was working on her seat belt as her head lolled from side to side. She lifted her hand and slapped it down on Bailey’s shoulder and said something inaudible to her. My sister didn’t so much as flinch. It was then that I inhaled the metallic tang of blood. I quickly grabbed my torch from its holster and shone it on my sister, and saw that her face was covered in red. Some of her hair was matted to her forehead while the rest of it hung loose to the door, and her nose and jaw appeared to have been crushed against the steering wheel. I realised then that she wasn’t wearing her seat belt. A pained cry tore free of my throat when I saw her eyes were wide open and unblinking.
My mind screamed that my baby sister was dead, but I refused to accept it.
“Hold on, Bailey! I’m comin’, baby.”
I pressed the release clasp on Noah’s seat belt and pulled the strap as hard as I could at the same time, and it suddenly gave way. I caught Noah under the armpits and quickly pulled her from the car. Her pain-laced screams made my blood run cold.
“Mum!” she screamed. “Elliot! Make it stop.”
I hooked an arm under her legs and the other around her back, and I ran with her, shouting for my friends to get the fire under control and for AJ to get into the car and get Bailey free so we could extract her. I noticed an ambulance pulling up just as I set Noah down on the ground. I froze for a second as I looked her over. She had blood all over her – there were bruises, cuts, and her face was swollen – but she was conscious and breathing.
I leaned down and kissed her with relief that she was alive, then I turned and ran back towards the car that AJ and two others were suddenly diving away from. I watched in horror as sparks fell on to the leaked fuel and ignited instantly. I let out a roar for them to help my sister just as the car exploded. The force of it knocked me back as flames flew up into the air and then completely consumed the car.
“Bailey!” I screamed as I scrambled to my feet and ran towards the wall of scorching flames. With my ears ringing and my body swaying, I forced myself to stay on my feet. “Bailey! No! God, no! Bailey!”
I was suddenly tackled from the side and then dragged backwards by two sets of hands. I heard voices blend