Flip the Coin [BL]-Chapter 187. Where is he?
Henry’s POV
"ALL THE GUARDS STANDING AROUND: GO AND OPEN THE CELLS; NOTHING WILL HAPPEN TO YOU, WE JUST WANT TO GO HOME!" I roared, and they finally found something to do while I still held the doctor hostage.
More and more survivors were freed, and under Mrs. Howard’s direction, they crossed back to where they belonged.
I counted them again, seeing Athena, who was dazed; apparently, she had been sedated. Red-Hair, Anti Guy, and most of the people who had lived with us were locked up. A few of them looked at me but mostly hurried through the portal.
Then there was Ethan, who nodded at me but did not cross and stayed with Kenny’s grandma, helping to direct the people who had been let free. When all doors had been opened, we still did not have the full number.
"Where is the rest?" I asked the doctor, and he pointed in another direction.
"GO AND LET EVERYONE OUT! Ethan, go with them!" I yelled at the guards and gave Ethan a gun when he passed me.
"Where is Kenny’s counterpart?" I asked the doctor.
"Downstairs." He answered.
"Mhm." I wanted to wait until each and every survivor was out before getting him.
Finally, I saw my parents among the people coming to us from the other corridor. When they saw us, they were both overwhelmed with emotions, especially upon seeing that Henrietta had been operated on her head.
They hugged their daughter, and she started to cry again while I watched them.
If they knew that this girl was responsible for both of their real children’s deaths, would they still enclose her in their arms?
I don’t want to leave them here and I don’t want Henrietta to live happily.
"Can you come with us to our world?" I asked the trio, addressing Henrietta.
"If you stay here, he—" I pressed the gun harder against the doctor, "—will lock you up again."
"No, I won’t!" He tried to assure us.
"Quiet." I pressed the gun against the melted side of his face until he screamed before I again turned to my parents and Henrietta.
"Will you go?" My father asked me, and I nodded.
"Then we will also go."
"Okay." Henrietta answered, and I stared at her for a long time.
I was holding back with all I had to not immediately interrogate her about Kenny. That I would do when we had every survivor out and his counterpart in our hands.
Though the Kenny of this world should be older, he was a murderer, and he would make the perfect substitute to go to prison for my Kenny.
I had promised that I would get him out.
Although I still had a bit of time to stay in jail myself, Kenny would surely be thrilled to be outside, and he would undoubtedly come and visit me.
But before I could feel relieved about having found a solution for Kenny’s imprisonment, I had to find out what Henrietta was holding back.
When there had more than four hundred people crossed, including the first batch, I felt a huge burden fall from my shoulders. I will never again play the savior for anyone who is not Kenny. It is exhausting.
I gave a gun to my father and asked him and Mrs. Howard to lock up the guards inside the cells. I felt too tired to take another step.
The corridor soon became empty, with the guards locked away. Even if some of them still had keys on them, we would notice if they opened the doors, and Mrs. Howard threatened to shoot them if anyone came out.
When my strength nearly left me for real, I called Ethan, who had come with the last batch. Jeyjey had been among them, her leg bandaged as she jumped to cross the portal after smiling at me.
When Ethan stood before me, I handed the doctor over to him. "Take him and get Kenny’s counterpart; he will go to prison in his stead."
"Mhm. Are you okay?" He asked me, grabbing the doctor’s neck. I waved him away tiredly and took the gun from my father, knowing that things would probably become ugly now. I slid down the wall to sit for a bit.
"Henrietta."
"Where is Kenny?" I buried my face in my hands, desperate to finally hear the truth.
"I don’t know." She repeated it like a parrot.
The next moment, I heard her yelp, and when I removed my hands and looked up, there was Mrs. Howard pointing a gun at Henrietta’s face.
"Where is my grandson?" Having overheard us and not having seen him, she probably knew that something was gravely wrong—just like me, though I had fought that feeling for two days, like an idiot hoping for him to come for me.
Why had I instantly trusted what the doctor had said about Kenny and Henrietta causing trouble and thought that it meant things were going in our favor? Why had I immediately believed that Kenny had a plan and that everything would go the way he wanted?
Had I become so comfortable with his role as my savior that I just laid back like a princess?
"Where is he?" I asked again, only to receive no answer.
"Mrs. Howard, just shoot her in one leg, and if she still refuses to talk, shoot the other. Then her arms, then her stomach, and finally—" 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚
"HENRY!" My mother screamed at me.
"Do you need to tell me that?" Mrs. Howard asked me with a grimace, and I chuckled.
Ethan returned with the doctor and Kenny. I knew he wasn’t my Kenny, but nevertheless, my heart skipped a beat when I saw the familiar features.
Though Kenny was a trillion times more handsome than ’that’.
I pointed at the portal, and Ethan looked at us worriedly.
"GO!" Only after getting me to yell again did he leave with a shivering and sweating imitation of my Kenny.
"Where is he?" I looked up at my sister, and when she didn’t answer, I shouted loudly, "SHOOT HER LEG!"
"Don’t command me." Mrs. Howard grumbled but still complied and shot Henrietta’s thigh while my mother screamed heartbreakingly. My father lunged at the old lady, trying to get the gun out of her hand, but she sidestepped swiftly and hit his back with her walking stick, bringing him to the floor.
"NO, STOP!" My mother yelled, holding a dazed Henrietta, who looked at her bleeding leg in shock.
With my last strength, I pointed my own gun at Henrietta as well.
"WHERE IS HE?"
She finally looked up at me; the tears that had gathered in her eyes streamed down her face.
"He is gone."
