Pity for the Insane

Stitched Together

Anti laid sprawled on the couch in the living room while everyone else was around doing their chores. Of course he wasn't a complete asshole. He had at least cleaned his own room.

Apparently that wasn't enough to certain others, though, and Jackie and Henrik were glaring at him from afar.

Anti hated when they glared at him like that. Who were they trying to fool? Anti knew they were just upset at him lounging around but why should he help clean other rooms when he only goes around his own room and the living room? Plus Jameson and Chase had already cleaned the living room.

"Got anything to say, you better say it now, side-kick!" Anti hissed at him.

"Little . . . ." Jackie growled but rolled his eyes, "Whatever. Just think you could help out is all."

"Why?" he was genuinely confused but they thought his tone probably sounded bratty.

"Could you at least take out zhe trash?"

Anti narrowed his eyes in disgust but he was about to agree when Jackie snickered.

"How? Not like HE can leave"

"Jackie!" Henrik swat his arm.

Before anything else could escalate, however, Chase popped in, "Hey guys! What'd I say about fighting, huh? Jackie, you KNOW you're just as messy so I'd shut up if I were you"

The hero snorted but didn't respond.

Anti was grateful for the assist but then again, he felt like a child.

Why did Chase always have to help him?

One of the visions from his nightmares reappeared in his head of his stabbing Chase in the chest but he shook it off.

Anti shuddered but he was scared to think it was from excitement.

Jackie caught the motion and muttered, "Fucking freak"

Jameson swat him this time but he didn't get why, "What?"

"Uh, Anti?" Chase got his attention, "Your neck is bleeding again"

"Shit" Anti covered it with his hand to feel that weird wetness, "S-sorry"

Henrik walked up to him, "Come. It's about time we tried stitching again. Might help"

"Never had before" he grumbled. He really didn't want to go down into that clinic. He had weird memories from being in there. Killing everyone and botching Henrik's attempts at saving the others.

"I don't think I want to . . .. "

"Why? You saving that blood to drink or something?"

Marvin swat him upside the head this him, just popping in, "Jackie! Knock it off, will ya? I got an idea! How 'bout after Schneep stitches ya up and we finish our chores, we go outside and have a bonfire?!"

"Aw dude! That's sick!" Chase seemed excited at least.

The others seemed up for it, too and looked to Anti. He didn't know why. Couldn't they just do it without him?

But then again, he knew they weren't gonna let it go, either. They didn't want to see him bleed anymore.

'Not like I like to bleed, myself'

But instead of arguing, Anti followed the doctor downstairs where he kept his tools and equipment.