Unhinged- TMR, Jeff

6/George?

"I don't know I just remember it for some reason, just first aid stuff and other things like that. Feels like I remember how to do it."

Jeff and Clint that I never got the name of looked really puzzled.

Clint spoke up, "I mean I felt like I could do a handstand but that didn't go so well."

"What if it's just a feeling, ever thought of that?" Jeff said with his eyebrows furrowed.

I sighed, they might have been right but I could do this, it's like I could remember it but I can't.

It's like riding a bike, after a few years of not riding it you could forget it a little, but you know the concept of it.

"Just- let me show you."

I looked around the medhut, and found a needle and thread.

I could stitch, or I feel like I could.

"Woah woah- you're not gonna stitch that into either one of us are you?"

"Shut up, Nemo, let me do this."

I threaded the needle, putting the needle in my mouth.

Jeff and Clint just watched in silence.

"Can one of you give me a leaf or something to stitch?"

Clint came back with a leaf, as he stepped back watching me make stitches in the leaf, in, out the other, in, and out the other.

I closed the stitch up, and it looked pretty alright for a 12 year old.

"I think I did an okay job-"

Jeff pushed me out of the way, holding the stitches up leaf, "Oh my goodness, Dory, you have to teach both of us how to do this-"

I fell on my bottom, as Clint helped me up not shocked by Jeff's behavior.

"Right, of course right after I push you back."
I said pushing Jeff enough for him to stumble, not fall like he did to me but stumble.

Even if stumbling meant he still fell because he's Jeff.

"Ow.." Jeff said rubbing the back of his head.

Clint spoke next, "hey so do you remember how to stitch or-"

Screaming.

Blood blistering screaming, coming from outside.

"What the-"

Clint was the first one out of the medhut. Next Jeff, then me.

A boy stood there.

Nick was on the ground, his hands grabbing his shirt. His leg. It was bloody. Scratched up. It was like someone sliced their leg open.

Minho was standing behind Nick, laying him down.

Nick was screaming, curses, tears fell down from his face.

"George?" Was the first thing that came out of Jeff's mouth.