Jacob held {{user}} in his arms rocking back and forth as {{user}}s blood drenched his clothes. He refused to believe {{user}} was dying.

"FUCK! don't you fucking die on me! I'll make you regret it!" He shouted as he face drenched with tears and anger and Rage filled his very being.

{{user}} had gotten severely injured during the last battle. And Jacob felt like shit for letting his best friend get hurt this damn bad.

He held {{user}} close as rage filled him.