Flip the Coin [BL]-Chapter 103 - . Grandma VS Kenny

I seemed to have blacked out or fallen asleep. The next time I came to, it was bright outside. Moving my body and reaching my throat, I felt it had really healed a good part.

I went up and saw that moving was no problem, so I left the room.

There were voices coming from downstairs, so I took the staircase down.

This should be the part of the house that was enclosed by asphalt, but surprisingly, it was in a good condition, just really dark.

A candle was lit in the kitchen, and my grandmother, Jeyjey and Henry sat around the table.

"Morning?" I asked, my voice still sounded strange, but it didn't hurt to talk anymore.

Henry narrowed his eyes at me as if trying to discern something, but I had no interest in finding out what his problem was.

Maybe the fact that I killed his sister's counterpart, or that I accused him of being gay, at least in his future. Both were perfect reasons for looking at someone strangely.

"Sit down and eat your food." My grandma motioned at the fully packed backpack that was leaned against a destroyed kitchen counter.

"Why is it full again?" I asked.

"Henry went back to the mansion." My grandmother informed me.

"Oh." I wonder how long I was out.

"Wait, and he left you alone?" I asked, snapping my eyes at Henry, who leveled my gaze.

"Silence. I don't want to hear any nonsense from you." She bellowed on the verge of screaming, so I really shut up. I went to the backpack and got myself some beans, before sitting down with them.

"Sooo....they all have left you behind again?" I asked Jeyjey, suddenly feeling amused by her misery that was worse than my own, though I knew it was wrong and tried to mask the twitching of my lips.

"So what? The girl you wanted to sleep with has also left you behind!" My grandma intercepted.

"I didn't want to explicitly—"

"I, personally, heard you crying over Henry interrupting you!" She cut where it hurt.

"I didn't cry—"

"YOU DID!" She slammed the table with her hand, and I finally really shut up.

Jeyjey had tears in her eyes, and my grandma patted her head.

Why are the two so close all of a sudden?

"It was Valeria, she seduced him for sure. Before she came, he would never have left me alone," Jeyjey hiccuped, and my grandmother patted her again.

Valeria is for sure the redhead. So, did they find common ground as two women who were cheated on?

"It's only us four now, as it seems." My grandmother stated and pointed at me with her fork.

It appears that Henry bought cutlery as well. Fine, if he is so much better, then go and adopt him.

I opened the can with a can opener I conjured up, too lazy and still too injured to care if Jeyjey saw me using my ability. She really looked over before speedily averting her gaze again.

My grandmother threw me a glare before continuing.

"How do we get out?"

"Where the south district had been, is now a hole. We descended into the hole, and on the way I lost consciousness, waking up in a cave." Henry answered.

"With glowing stones?" I asked, and he seemed to be unwilling to look at me again, still doing it eventually.

"Yes, and a tree...and corpses." Henry continued, and Jeyjey put her beans down as if she had lost her appetite, before continuing to eat in the end.

"The torso hill, ah...what a classic." I pointed at him before taking a sip of my beans.

Jeyjey whimpered, and my grandmother hit me with her stick across the table, which felt like a nice slap in the morning. She really managed to do so without hurting my neck. Good job, you old mummy.

"Do you have any idea how we can go back?" My grandma asked Henry, her new favorite.

"When I came to, the cave had a closed ceiling, there was no way I could have landed there after falling. I don't know how we came here. If I had to guess, I'd say the ceiling is an illusion, after we cross it, we may be able to leave."

"But how to get out of the hole without a rope and without them upstairs knowing about us?" I grinned, feeling funny again.

"Then come up with something." My grandmother threw her napkin (wherever she got it from, probably from Henry) at the table and made a grand gesture to me.

"My grandson the hero, running around and coming back half dead, tell us! Tell us your grand plan!"

"WHY ARE YOU SO ANGRY? I HAD TO GO, THERE WAS DANGER!" I finally snapped at her constant provocations.

Henry tapped the table,

"No screaming."

Jejey flinched, but my grandmother did not pat her this time, busy with standing up, and pointing at me.

"THEN YOU SHOULD HAVE AT LEAST TAKEN YOUR FRIEND WITH YOU!"

I also stood up and yelled back,

"WHO IS MY FRIEND?! AND WHO THE FUCK IS PROTECTING YOU?"

"STOP!" Henry interrupted, but neither of us paid him any mind.

"I CAN PROTECT MYSELF! HAVEN'T YOU GIVEN ME A GUN ALREADY?" She reached into her tunic and pulled the gun out, to flap it in the air as if she would shoot the ceiling. Jeyjey screamed before falling down from her seat, groaning and holding her broken leg.

Henry came to my side and hugged me from behind, holding my mouth shut, but I bit him and tugged his hand down.

"YOU ARE SOOO OOOLD, I JUST TURN AROUND AND YOU FALL INTO SOME FUCKING EARTH HOLE, YOU OLD HAG! WHERE CAN YOU PROTECT YOURSELF?"

"CAN'T YOU TWO JUST STOP!" Henry hollered.

"AND AREN'T I ALIVE AND THIRTY YEARS YOUNGER, YOU DUMB CONVICT?" My grandmother came at me with the most dumb argument.

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"JUST BECAUSE I HAD PULLED YOU OUT FROM UNDER A MONSTER, IF NOT, YOU WOULD HAVE STAYED THERE ETERNALLY, YOU OLD SKELETON!"

My mouth was again held shut by Henry.

"BETTER THAN BEING IN YOUR COMPANY, YOU GOOD-FOR-NOTHING!"

"FINE –" Before I could continue, Henry scooped me up and carried me out of the room.

"WHAT ARE-" I started to get into a coughing fit, tasting blood in my mouth.

"We will all calm down now." Henry said as he brought me back upstairs to my room. He spoke in some soothing voice I had never heard before.

"You are injured, you can't scream."

YEAH, BUT TALKING YESTERDAY WAS FINE, RIGHT?

I was cautiously placed on the mattress.

"Let me see your mouth. Open up."

These were undoubtedly the last words I wanted to hear from Henry.