HELLBOUND WITH YOU 🅱️🅾️🆗 5⃣

Chapter 437: One of a kind

"No... this can’t be..." Jennie shook her head as her lips trembled. Her face was filled with denial. This woman. It couldn’t be! This was not her mother! Her mother was dead!

"Jennie, it’s me. Don’t you recognize me?" the woman asked, but Jennie continued shaking her head, not wanting to believe what her eyes were clearly seeing. She couldn’t speak. She felt like her brain had melted down. She closed her eyes and her body wobbled for a second before she opened up her eyes again. She looked at the woman again, determined to find something that would make sense.

The woman’s face was exactly her mother’s. It was as if her mother had a twin they didn’t know about. No, it was like her mother had been duplicated from head to toe. However, what she felt towards the woman was very different to what her eyes were telling her.

This woman didn’t feel like her mother. She couldn’t really remember much as she was only a little girl when her mother died but she remembered that feeling of being in her mother’s arms, the warmth, the sense of protection and love. She felt none of that from this woman.

This wasn’t her mother and yet...’No, Jennie! Your mother was dead,’ her mind fought.

"M-my mother... she’s dead. You’re not her!" She clenched her fists. There was just no way, right?

But the woman smiled at her so sweetly. "I won’t force you to believe me, Jennie –"

"Leave!!!" Lisa voice pulled everyone’s attention. Jennie looked at Lisa as he struggled to stand. When he was halfway up, he fell again. He really was losing his strength again. "Leave this place, Jennie. Wait for me outside," he whispered with ragged breaths.

"No, I won’t leave you. We will leave this place together, Lisa," she replied causing Lisa to hiss.
She looked at the woman again but this time, her gaze was fierce. She wouldn’t fall for this trap. She would never believe that she was her mother. Her sweet mother was dead.

The woman’s face looked displeased for a moment but she was quick to cover it up and her face became sweet again.

"Jennie, didn’t you come here to save him? Do you want to know what could save him?" the woman asked her.

Jennie looked at Lisa again. The god of slaughter just a while ago had turned into a seemingly vulnerable human.

She couldn’t speak but deep within her, she wanted to know the answer. It was her mission to save Lisa. But before she could ask, the woman spoke again

"The only thing that can save him is my blood, Jennie," she said causing Jennie to crease her brows. "Once he drinks my blood, he will be saved. Simple, right?"

Jennie shook her head. She didn’t know why but what the woman said made her heart squeeze in both fear and pain. She didn’t know why but that idea felt off.

"Y-your blood? Why would it be your blood?"

"Because I’m like him, Jennie."

Confusion once again clouded Jennie eyes, even though she kind of understood the gist of what this woman was trying to say. But that couldn’t be the answer. No, she refused to believe it.