De'Maria's POV:

My granddad held onto me as I cried. I couldn't stop and I was so scared. After the ambulance left, he picked me up and put me inside of his car. We drove to the hospital following the ambulance. I began shaking and tears fell uncontrollably. Granddad didn't know what to do, he tried to hold back tears of his own.

Grandad: "Don't worry sweetheart, they gone be okay. Everything is gonna be just fine. I promise."

Those words lingered in my head as we made it to the hospital. They made us sit in the waiting room.

De'Mario's POV:

I opened my eyes to see I was being pushed down a hall Im a hospital bed. Doctors her talking to me and I had a breathing mask on. My body was aching and I smelled nothing but burned flesh. I wanted to cry but they wouldn't come and I wanted to move but the something was holding me down, literally. I lifted my head up a little and seen the restraints tight tightly around me and when I tried to get up, they pushed me back down. That triggered panicked mode and I instantly went crazy. I kicked and pulled and somehow got my arm out to pull the mask off. The only thing I could get out was, Shawny.

They pushed me into a room and in the bed next to me was pregnant lady who was burned up just like me. It only took a second before I realised it was Shawny. Tears finally came out at that moment. I couldn't even recognize her. She had no more hair and she was all burned up. There was a tube down her throat and that alone broke me heart. I tried reaching for her but couldn't.

Surgeon: "We need to get her in surgery immediately If we want these babies to live."

Nurse: "That would kill her."

Surgeon: "She's going to die anyway If we leave them in her, she's breathing for 3 and her lungs are shot. They're not going to last very long and she'll be dead by morning."

Nurse: "Then, I guess we only have one choice." She sighed. "Lets get into surgery, now."

They pushed her out and all I could do was scream her name while reaching for her hand. This can't be happening. You can't take her away from me now. Not now, it's too soon. She won't be able to see the angels she created. She won't ever be able to watch Maria walk down the aisle. She won't be able to get old and see our grandchildren. She was almost finished with law school. She almost accomplished her dreams. But I guess, almost is never enough.

The doctors sat there and pulled off my dead skin like the shit didn't hurt and then cleaned my burned. I winced at the pain but it's not as much pain as I was already feeling. They patched me up and gave me some pain medicine. I was able to leave early and I went straight to my daughter. I hugged Maria so tight that my heart was hurting. I cried while she cried and we cried together. This is a heartbreaking moment for the both of us and I'm scared of the outcome this time.

Everyone was sad. Today was a loss for everyone. Some people didn't make it out of that house and I wish this never happened. I wonder what started the fire. I wonder If someone started it on purpose. I wonder alot but all I know is that my wife could be dead because of it and I'm going to get to the bottom of this. I watch as everyone cry and pray. I listen to the stories of the goodtimes that didn't work because it only made me wish that Shawny was here. To play in my dreads and giggle against my chest. To tell an embarrassing story without caring and causing everyone to laugh. To give a speech and feed everyone knowledge like she always does. No matter what anyone say, my wife was perfect. My wife gave me life. What the fuck will I do without her.

Hours went pass and we're still in the waiting room. Waiting for hope, waiting for faith, waiting for a miracle. Sandra wasn't even allowed to go back there and she work here. The next thing I knew, the doctor came back with that expression on his face. Sandra instantly knew what it was and so did I.

Doctor: "Smith Family?" He asked.

Me: "Yeah, right here." I walked up to him.

Doctor: "Well I'm sorry, but your wife. She didn't make it, but the children are fine. The only problem is that they have issues with breathing and that may lead to asthma." He sighed.

Me: "She what?" I by passed everything he said after that. I can't believe this is actually happening. "No, no.." I shook my head fighting back tears.

Doctor: "I'm s-"

Me: "NO!" I shouted. "I need to see her, where is she?" I tried to push pass him but my pops, Ray, and Sandra help me back. "Lemme Go!" I cried. "Shes gonna die! She's gonna die.. She's gone." I cried as my pops held me in a hug. As much as we hate each other, this hug from him is the support I need at the moment. I cried until the tears weren't there anymore.

Sandra: "I know it hurts, D and I'm sad too but what about the babies? Don't you wanna go see them? You know you'll have to take care of them, right? Please, don't forget about what you've got left of her." She smiled trying to give herself some hope.

Doctor: "If you're ready to see them now, you're more than welcome to. We will need a signature of the father's name and we need a name for the children." He said.

I sighed and wiped my face Although they wasn't gone do nothing but get watery again. I grabbed Maria by the hand and we followed the doctor to the room that the babies were in. Once I seen them, I burst into tears. My angels made it and they're here. This is all Shawny ever wanted and she won't even be able to enjoy her blessing. She had a baby boy and girl. I gave them both a kiss on the forehead and Maria had a huge smile on her face. She fell in love with them at first sight. They took her mind off the tragedy.

Maria: "Daddy, Can I help you name them?" She asked.

Me: "Go ahead, Babygirl." I smiled.

Maria: "Trinity Elise and King Shario," She smiled wide and gave me a hug.

Me: "That's the names Shawny picked." I stated.

Maria: "I know, since she's not here. I think we get to use her names. It wouldn't be fair." She said sadly.

Me: "Princess, you're going to be a wonderful person as you get older." I shed a tear and wrote the names down.

Maria: "I learned from the best." She giggled.

Me: "You sure did." I smiled and closed my eyes while tilting my head up towards the ceiling. I took a deep breath before looking at the twins and smiling. "Step 3" I mumbled.

Maria: "Huh?" She looked up at me.

Me: "Nothing, I was talking to Sh- myself." I hesitated to say.

Shawny and I have been through hell and back. I hurt her and she's hurt me. She was my back bone and rider. I was her protector and hero. Out of all the times we broke up, this would be the worse punishment because I can't get her back. She's gone forever. It's all over.

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Trinity Elise Smith... Born: February 11th at 8:47pm
King Shario Smith... Born: February 11th at 8:49pm
Parents: De'Mario Smith & De'Shawn Smith

Rest In Paradise:
De'Shawn Smith
Cassie Miller
Kacey Santiago
Eric Thomas
Jaee Lawshea