My Other Halves

Deaths door? why not call a life line 1

While Greg was busy going about his unbearable job something else was happening at his house.

This was the third week since Jemi was reborn and everything about her looked exactly like Larry

but after the first two weeks passed she started feeling weird at first she thought she was poisoned somehow by that woman but she knew all her foods has always been ordered then just three days ago the specialist who always comes to see her came in to take some blood samples

but the scumbag took a paint of her blood this of course infuriated her.
How much blood could he possibly need just for some samples

After that he allowed her to rest and he went outside to make a call.

She was curious so she followed and listened in on his conversation

"I've got a paint, don't even start with me I know good stuff when I see it, nope the boss doesn't know yet I bet if he does this one will be like that last genuine pig anyway I'll be taking another one then,.... when I come three days time I'll take again, what......the kid she's nothing ok bye talk to you later"

With that the call ended and Jemi ran back to sleep

"Hey kid I need to take another sample before I go I just got a call saying you might have some sort of infection and we need all the blood we can get to examine it so don't worry once I take the second one I believe everything will be fine" the man spoke humbly so as remove any suspicion

Of course Jemi knew he was lying but still let him take the blood then he left but just as he left that woman came

"Larry you must be hungry after all that examination here I cooked this for you" she sweetly spoke

Jemi looked at her and shut the door at her face this only made her angry and she layed curses towards her

"Just you wait whatever you're using to sustain yourself is gonna finish soon"

Back to the present, she was standing in front of her mirror but nothing looked different the only thing she noticed was that her cuts healed faster but not as effective as before.

Tomorrow the specialist would come again and she had a feeling more than one would come this time around

"What's so special about my blood is it sweet" she innocently asked herself

The next day indeed two of them came this time and took four paints of blood while speaking as though they were coaxing a child

"You did well kid your mother and brother must so proud of you here I bought you lots of energy drinks and healthy chocolates to help you give you strength now all you have to do is sleep and once you wake up your mummy is gonna prepare something nice for you to eat"

"Hmmmm alright our work here is done Miss please get her something nutritious to eat once she wakes up"

" I'll do just that no need to worry"

As soon they left Greg's mother went to check on her and indeed she was sleeping

"I bet you'll be so hungry when you wake up don't worry I'll cook for you"

With that she went to the market to purchase fresh vegetables, fresh meats and cheeses and nutritious drinks then she got back home washed them neatly.

She took her time and even played a sweet memorial song while cooking.

Everything she prepared had wonderful aroma and they were all mouth watering dishes it was irresistible.