(~Jake POV~)I was terrified. I heard banging downstairs, someone had sure as fuck broke into our house.I wanted desperately to help Alastair. I pounded on the locked door but it would not open. Dammit Alastair was so fucking overprotective.I suddenly heard Alastair howl downstairs, most likely in terrible pain.No, no, NO!!! I couldn't let this happen to him. I frantically ran into the closet and found a crowbar, I had no idea we had one up until now.I smashed the lock off the door and sprinted downstairs to Alastair.When I arrived downstairs, there was blood coating the floor. Oh shit, what had happened here?!When I turned my head, I was devastated to see Alastair in the living room clutching his chest in pain.I sprinted to him laying there in the living room. His white T-shirt was dark red, he was bleeding so much.I pulled off his shirt to see a gory mess under. Something had definitely attacked him severely.His eyes were closed, it almost looked like he was d... NO! I wouldn't allow this.I grabbed his shoulders, shaking him frantically."Alastair! Alastair wake the fuck up! Please."I felt tears trailing down my cheeks. This couldn't be happening.His eyes then slowly opened. He seemed to be fighting to stay awake."I'm sorry." He said weakly."No, you have no reason to say that, I'm going to call for help!" I said.I quickly grabbed my phone and called 911. They immediately took Alastair away, leaving me home, alone.The medical practitioners wouldn't let me go with him, at least I think he had his phone in his pocket. Then I was left home, alone.