Flip the Coin [BL]-Chapter 114 - . Not finished

I walked to my grandma and addressed the group that stood in the passage, raking their necks to see something, which they weren't able to.

"We do have enough food for a few years. However, if my grandmother or I fall victim to something uncanny, there will be no food. For nobody. Then you will all die. Got it?"

"Additionally, the portal will open again, and the second one it will be, we will take that out. But you won't be able to if I am dead. And I won't move a finger if she is dead." I pointed at my grandmother.

"Stop showing off. It is my food, not ours." My grandma scoffed.

"You heard her. It's her food, so get into her good graces." I didn't take it personally, so fatigued from flipping the coin and suppressing the bouts of fury over what I had seen that I would love to just black out.

"Now we have three new people who are starving; how about we get them some food and water?"

The older guy with glasses took his backpack off and came forward, giving me three cans of beans and three water bottles.

"Good. How nice of you." I took them into my arms and walked to Henrietta's parents, who were sitting on the ground together, hugging, with Henrietta leaning against the wall beside them. I love to see her so powerless, not only because I hate her but because as long as she was powerless she was unable to destroy worlds.

Furthermore, I should just kill her.

Placing the food and water on the ground in front of the elderly couple, with a bit of distance, I didn't look at them because I figured they didn't want to have me near them.

"Henrietta. We have to go and close another portal, in the trash world." I said, leaning against the cave wall across from them.

"What?" She looked at me in outrage.

"Already forgotten? As long as it's open, more friends will come."

"Oh my god." The old woman looked at her daughter in horror, seemingly finally understanding something.

"These shadows have followed us? They can cross?" She looked at me.

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"Because of that, he wanted you to close the portal?" Turning back at her daughter, she stood up and grabbed her shoulders.

"We would have endangered our world! How can you not tell us something like this?"

Well, it was technically speaking, not their world, but yeah.

Henrietta was unfazed, though she did not push her mother away.

"They would have surely found a possibility to fight against them."

"Even if they would have, it would be at the cost of HUMAN LIVES!" Her mother became more agitated, and her husband came to calm her.

"Go out there right now and close the portal! You have opened it; you will close it!"

"I can't; I could die."

Her mother let that sink in before she slapped her.

Nice one, lady.

She turned to me while Henrietta held her cheek in indignation.

"I am sorry. If it's at the cost of her life, we can't allow her to do it. I am sorry."

"Everyone's life is in danger because of her selfish acts. Even planning to endanger her own world, which has countless children and parents in it. I say she can give it a try at least." Henry, who had come to my side, had his arms crossed just like myself.

Good dog. I am nearly forgetting that he is related to that bitch as well as his gay escapades if he behaves so perfectly.

"She is your sister." The old woman meekly said, and I chuckled.

"If you drink my blood, won't you get more energy?" I asked Henrietta. The little vampire Henrietta wanted to do so, and I wonder if it had a purpose.

Henrietta didn't answer, still holding her cheek and looking down. But her silence was enough of an answer.

"No." Henry disagreed immediately.

"Good, then let's go." I curled my finger at Henrietta.

"Kenny." Henry growled, but I turned around and patted his head.

"You were a good boy. Now follow me and protect me from your sister." I cringed internally. I had promised him to praise him, and if I did so, I at least had to do it thoughtfully. At the very least, I had to try to be nice.

His hair felt horrible with it being unwashed and full of dried blood in it. But his dirty face that had stilled completely at my actions and words, with his eyes shining brightly, let me ignore the fact.

"Okay." He raspily said.

I turned to my grandma.

"Wait here. Oh, give me the gun for a moment." I went to her side while mentally facepalming. There was an already loaded gun, and I had never taken the time to touch it properly or remember it to conjure it up again. Instead, I still chaotically put together my conjured-up magazine and gun each time.

"It's my gun." She said, giving it to me though.

"Yeah, I just want to touch it." I stood with my back to the others so that they didn't see me fondling a gun.

Good. The next time I had to conjure it up, I would have a loaded gun in my hand and could directly fire. Would have been good to have when I fought the little vampire, but yeah. That goes on me.

The group in the cave passage had gone a bit more backwards, apparently talking to each other, who knew what they were plotting. But as long as my grandma had a gun, I could leave her here with a piece of mind. Additionally, I figured that she wouldn't want to walk over trash.

"You will go." Henrietta's mother demanded.

"You wait here and eat something." Henrietta sighed, taking out a sharp knife to give it to her father, while her parents eyed her with strange expressions.

Next, we three followed the path I had taken when I first arrived here.

We soon exited the cave.

Henry, Henrietta, and I walked to the portal; it wasn't that far after climbing down the hill the cave was on. I still knew too few things about the shadowy figures, but I saw in my visions that they would probably not attack during the day, and in this trash world, it was always day.

When we stopped, I turned around to take Henry's hand. I wanted to flip the coin, trying to look into the future. But the coin was unresponsive; I couldn't even pick it up from the wooden table in my mind.

That hadn't happened before, but I also never had so many visions at once.

"Lets start." I couldn't use my ability right now, so I held my hand out for Henry's military knife.

I would love to fill a glass with my blood so that her lips wouldn't have to touch my skin, but we now don't have one, so yeah.

Damn, the faster we are finished here, the faster I could go and black out.