I need help." Those three words were enough to alarm both Caleb and Ashton enough to cause them to jump out of their couches and stare at his pale face. "Connor, are you alright?" Ashton panicked, far more than Caleb did.
Caleb approached his son, bent down and stared at him. "Son, what is wrong with you?" he asked in a whisper. He examined the skin of his son along with the undersurface of his eyes and asked, "How long has it been since you had any blood?" Caleb asked.
"Wait, he takes blood regularly"? Ashton asked, surprised. This was something Ashton didn't know. No matter what, Caleb always managed to sneak some blood bags from the hospital. He made sure that Connor had them when he realized what complete lack of blood in his diet did to Connor.
