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Jacob heard it.

Jacob heard the muffled voice and the bang and the crash.

He could feel Troye crying out for help, his sobs, his tears as he ran upstairs to the attic.


And there Troye was, lying half dead in the corner, his forehead bleeding profusely, his eyes closed but he was still sobbing with a cloth tied to his mouth which was drenched in blood.


Jacob ran off to him, taking the shaking boy in his arms as he was trembling, his voice getting choked.

He ripped off the cloth that was placed around Troye's mouth and hugged him tightly for a few seconds before he carried him downstairs, almost tripping on the stairs, his feel feeling numb as his toes curled up.

He had messy tears running down his cheeks but at the moment, he just wanted to get Troye to the hospital as fast as he could.

He placed the boy in the passenger seat next to him and then just drove off with shaky fingers and quivering lips.

The time was passing by. Each second, each breath mattered.

The bleeding boy next to him just turned

More


And




More



Lifeless.




And Jacob was uncertain about whether he could actually save him.

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