"get me some towels from the kitchen! Now!" Janetta yelled out, lifting dirks shirt.
     "It's bad..." she whispered. Jake stood there, panicking. 'Shit shit shit. Come on, this is what you want to go to college for, jake! Jump in there and help' he thought.
    Jake's stomach turned and twisted with anxiety. He got to his knees, leaned down, and looked at the cut. "He's bleeding a lot but the cuts aren't too deep." jake said, grabbing the towel out of Missy's hands.
     Mark walked away as he explored the back. He felt smart for running here. He felt like a leader. He told people to go there. Some didn't listen but most did. He slightly smirked at the walk-in pantry full of food. His dreams of being a hero are coming true.
   

     "It's gonna be okay, it's okay. The bleeding has stopped, and it's gonna be okay" Missy said, on her knees, holding dirks hand and rocking herself. "calm down." Jasper said, looking at dirk. He sat there, awake now, back against the wall. "dude, this attention is nice" he chuckled, holding the towel.
    Jake was looking around, trying to find some supplies to help dirk. He walked to the back behind the counters into the kitchen space. 
     "Mark?" Jake walked back near the pantry. "yeah? What's wrong?" he turned, seeing jake. He smiled slightly. "hey buddy. We got a good amount of food, we will be good for a while." Mark smiled a bit more and approached Jake.
    Jake quickly turned and looked around for more supplies "We aren't staying here long. The second the cops come, we will be out of here" jake managed to get out without studdering. This whole thing gave him anxiety.
    "you think the cops are gonna help? No way they could get in here without being torn apart. Plus, how will they know we are in here." Mark followed behind jake, walking close to him.
    Jake stayed silent. 'is he enjoying this? Like it's a game?' jake thought to himself. He felt disgusted with how Mark was talking.
    "anyways, I found some more towels and a med kit back here. It's mainly burn creme but there are bandages-" jake quickly took it out of Mark's hands and quickly walked to dirk.
    Jake got onto his knees in front of dirk, surprising dirk real quick as jake opened the kit and looked through it. He sighed happily to find a temporary thread and needle for injury.
    He began setting up an area to work with, lifting dirks towel to see the 2 long lines, following along with his ribs. They were about 4 inches long each.
     "i-is that sewing shit? You're not sewing me up, are you?" dirk said panicking a little. "calm down, dirk. If it's necessary, then he needs to do it. Plus he did get the best grade on dissecting the pigs and sewing it up. You can trust him." Jasper said, having her hand on his shoulder. 'she remembers that? That was a year ago...' jake thought to himself as he worked on calming down. This would be the first time he does this on a living thing.

    Dirk started lying on his back, all upset as his head was on Jasper's lap. He frowned as jake finished the last stitch, the whole thing hurt and he felt uncomfortable.
    "Okay, you're all done," jake said as he tied off the end. He felt proud of his work. It was clean and everything was put together.
    "I am proud of how this looks, so if you break any of the stitches. I will be upset. Do not move around or lift anything till I say so." jake said. Dirk smirked a little "Okay, thanks doc."
     Jake's face flushed red as he got up and talked to the sink in the back of the kitchen.
      "did the kit help?" Mark said. He closed a cabinet door at the second jake walked in. Jake saw a glims of silver, something shiny.
    "yeah," he hesitated "it helped. Dirk is all fixed up now." he avoided all eye contact.  "um, well that's good. I'm happy to hear" Mark made his way over to jake.
     "i-i should go back, see if um- um..." Mark now stood in front of jake, looking at him. "you know, I find you very odd?" Mark grabbed ahold of jakes arm, leaning down to face jake directly.
    "excuse me?" jake managed to get out. "You're making me uncomfortable..."
    "oh, I don't mean to. Sorry darling." Mark lets go and smiles as he leans back up. There was something strange about him. Like he was enjoying this lifestyle.

    Dirk managed to get himself up, limping around as he held his side. I'm starving...' he thought as he walked himself to the kitchen door. Seeing Mark close to jake, holding him while jake looked down with a face full of red. He quickly turned away, frowning. "that tricky fuck" dirk whispered to himself as he turned away. Walking back.
    "Why are you up, sit down right now," Raxlet said as she grabbed his arm and placed him down near the rest. Everyone was sitting on the floor, worried and panicking.
    Dirk watched jake walk from the kitchen to the circle full of people. Jake only started to realize John wasn't there. Neither was David or Rosemary. It was only Jake, Mark, dirk, Jasper, Raxlet, Missy, Janetta, and so many other students.
    "u-um. Is anyone else hurt?" jake said, holding the kit. He looked nervous, his hands were shakey.