Venus Cursed! - Chapter 86

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by Saless
Chapter 86

“So you believe it was wrong of you to hit your wife, but not your daughter?” Jill asked angrily.

George glanced at Jill in surprise, “I just said I was sorry!” he said grumpily.

Jill tapped her finger to her temple, “I can hear your thoughts and feel your emotions. You really are sorry about hitting Mary, but you still think you were justified in hitting Sarah.”

“There doesn't have to be any evidence, you know.” Tiffany growled, fingering her knife. George shrank back so far he nearly overturned the couch.

“Wait a minute.” Sarah said. “You really are sorry for hitting Mom?” George nodded. “And you won't do it again, no matter how much she supports me?” Another, reluctant, nod. “Okay, that's good enough for me. So long as you leave Mom alone.”

“What?!” Tiffany exclaimed. “You can't just let this go!”

Erica sighed, “I thought she might do this. Fortunately, it's not just up to her. Right Mary?”

Mary nodded, “That's right. I appreciate your concern for me, Sarah, but George has to learn that what he did was wrong and apologize sincerely before I'd even consider forgiving him. Your safety is also important, and I'm not sure George wouldn't do something stupid at this point. Well, something else stupid.” George winced at that and looked down in shame.

Tiffany smiled at Mary and then turned to George. She was pleased to see that her efforts to make her shadows act like mist were working, and that it was freaking Mr. Kinsley out. “So are we going to try and teach him a lesson, or just get rid of him?” she asked with a wicked grin for George.

“What do you think Jill, is there any hope for him?” Erica asked. She didn't sound like she believed that likely.

Jill was silent for a few minutes as she gazed into George's mind. Finally, she sighed and said, “I don't know. His prejudices are deeply ingrained. I'm not even sure if he'd get violent around Sarah again or not. He stopped before for fear of being found out by Mike, but we all know now, so that's not the deterrent it once was. I think he probably won't get violent with Mary again, but that's the most I can say.”

Vash appeared on Jill's shoulder and gazed at George as well. He is difficult. He truly believes he was trying to help his 'son' before. These beliefs blind him to the truth of the situation. The simplest solution would be to dispose of him, but I doubt Sarah would go for that. he said. He uncoiled himself and wrapped his tail around Jill's neck, stepping forward onto her breasts with his front paws and spreading his wings. It had the desired effect of frightening George, as Vash smiled when George recoiled and knocked the couch over. He didn't even try to get back up, just hid behind the couch and glanced fearfully over it.

That's not very comfortable. Would you mind? Jill said irritably. Vash curled back up on her shoulder with an apologetic feline grin.

“I would like to find a solution that doesn't involve killing him or throwing him away like garbage, yes.” Sarah agreed.

Erica shook her head in regret, “You ruin all my fun!”

Sarah smiled and kissed her. “Sorry, but he is my father.” she said. “More or less.” she added with a glance at her feminized father.

“I think the best solution is that we get a divorce and you change him back. He can take care of himself after that.” Mary said sadly.

“Can we trust him not to make problems for us?” Erica asked skeptically.

He may try to do something to Sarah. Perhaps he would benefit from some of Sarah's memories? Vash suggested.

Jill nodded, “Sounds like a good idea. Sarah, what do you say?”

“Go ahead.” Sarah replied. Jill and Vash carefully selected all of Sarah's memories of the abuse she'd received from her father, both mental and physical, and then fed them to George one after another. He started in surprise, and then clutched his head in pain.

“What are you doing?!” he exclaimed.

“Giving back what you gave Sarah.” Jill absently replied as she continued to feed him memories. He collapsed to the floor and writhed in pain. It was several minutes of this before Jill and Vash had located all the memories and forced him to relive them from Sarah's perspective. He was left whimpering on the floor afterwards.

Sarah started to go to him, but Erica held her back. “Even in this form he still might try to hurt you. Let me check on him.” Erica said. She stepped around the couch to check on George and found him lying there with his eyes wide open, panting and shuddering. He seemed completely unaware of her presence. “How does it feel from that perspective, Goerge?” Erica asked.

He didn't react. He may take some time to assimilate all that we sent to him. Vash said. Erica shrugged and went back to Sarah.

“So what exactly happened, anyway?” Jill asked, looking at Mary.

“Well, I told him that he needed to apologize to Sarah for everything that he'd done, and that I would probably still want a divorce after that, unless he could convince me that he had changed. He argued that he was just teaching his son how to be a man, which is ridiculous. Even his own father didn't believe in that. I told him all he was doing was abusing his daughter and that I didn't want him around if he couldn't see that. He got angry and said he wasn't going to let me tell him how to raise his son. I also got mad and said he had a daughter, not a son, and he hit me. I was so shocked I didn't react at first, and then I told him to get out.” Mary said.

“Obviously he didn't.” Erica said dryly.

Mary nodded, “Yes, instead he hit me again. We were both screaming at each other, but he kept hitting me. Then something happened. I don't know what. But the next time he hit me I hardly felt it. So I hit him back, and he was flung back into the wall. It was like he had suddenly become almost weightless! I didn't even have to hit him, I just pushed him and he went flying. But then I knocked him into the TV and the entire entertainment center collapsed. I thought I'd killed him, and all the strength just ran out of my body. The next thing I knew was waking up in my bed alone, with all my wounds gone.”

“So you're set on getting a divorce, I assume?” Jill asked.

“I don't see how I can do anything else. After everything that's happened I just can't see staying with him. I can't trust him anymore, and he lied to me all these years about what was happening with Sarah.” Mary replied.

“It's all my fault.” Sarah said forlornly.

“Don't start that again Sarah! George did all of this to himself. He's just lucky that you're too kind to do anything permanent to him.” Mary said sternly.

“Your mom's right Sarah! None of this is your fault. After everything that he did it was inevitable that they'd split up once your mom knew the truth. Even without him attacking her.” Erica said.

“Besides, you don't really want your mom to stay with your father if he's going to beat her. You said yourself you didn't want your mom to be in a situation where she'd have to kill him to protect herself, and it looks like that's just the kind of situation she could have ended up in.” Tiffany added.

Sarah sank to the floor, Erica holding on to her the whole way. Mike looked up and licked her face once she was in reach. You were expecting to be rejected by both your parents when we first came here. Just be happy one of your parents is smart enough to see what a wonderful daughter they have! You could have ended up without any family, like Tiffany. Mike thought.

Sarah sighed in defeat, “I guess you're right. I should be happy to have one parent who supports me.”

Everyone was startled when George suddenly sat up. He looked around wildly and his gaze locked onto Mary. “Mary, please, forgive me?” he begged as he crawled towards her. “I know I've been a louse, but please give me another chance!”

He was almost within reach of Mary when Jill suddenly yelled, “Look out!” George jumped to his feet and lunged forward, wrapping his tiny hands around Mary's throat. Mary was so surprised she didn't react at first and was soon clawing at his hands to try and get a breath.

“Oh no!” Tiffany exclaimed as George stiffened and slid to the floor. “I'm so sorry Sarah, I just reacted!” Sarah looked back at her father and saw Tiffany's throwing knife sticking out of his back.


 
To Be Continued…



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