Allison's POV:
As Jacob gasped and winced, he arched his chest against me. I looked up immediately and watched his eyes wide open. He wasn't blinking. I couldn't believe my eyes. Jacob was shot. He was shot, in real. I kept looking at him in horror, recalling the incident once again about how he got shot. He actually turned me around, protecting my body with his own, wrapping his muscular arms around me. He did that for me. He saved me from getting shot. Oh my God! He is shot because of me. What did I do? I cried in my heart while struggling to blink my eyes too.
"Jacob!" Enzo shouted loudly while Jacob lost his balance a little and stepped back, prompting me to try and hold him in place.
