Chapter 13 - And Turns

"You know Daddy. It's as though nothing bad has happened since we last did this," said Helen as they made their way back home in his car. Then suddenly a siren sounded behind as a police patrol car pulled over George's car.

"Is this your car Sir," the officer asked.

"Yes, it's mine." George declared.

"I'll need to see your license and registration Sir," demanded the officer. George handed over his driving license.

"Thank you, Doctor Simpson."

"What seems to be the problem, Officer?" George responded.

"What about you Miss?" the policeman then asked. "Who are you, young lady?"

"I'm Helen Simpson his daughter," she replied.

"What?" asked the cop.

"I said I'm his daughter Helen," she repeated.

"I don't know what kind of a game you're playing but I think you'd better tell this officer the truth," said George to Helen who he still thought was me. "She's not my daughter Officer, I just picked her up at the lake hitchhiking. I don't even know her name."

"Stop fooling around Daddy. Tell him I'm Helen your daughter," Helen then declared.

"Like I said this isn't my daughter. She's just some hitchhiker I picked up at the lakeside," claimed George.

"Daddy I'm really Helen! Jane and I swapped places to play a trick on you," Helen then claimed.

"Get out of the car Miss! Right now!" the cop ordered suddenly.

"I think you'd better do as the officer says," said George.

"But Daddy... I'm really Helen," she said trying to convince him. "We wanted to see if we could fool you."

George laughed, "I think you'd better do as the officer asks and get out of the car."

"God damn you Simpson, I'm gonna get you for this," Helen declared. Her angry use of his surname instead of calling him Daddy confirmed to him that he was dealing with me.

"When I tell you to get out, get out!" he repeated.

She opened the door and got out standing there only in her damp bikini and sandals.

"Turn around Miss," the cop said taking his handcuffs. "You answer the close description of a woman who has recently escaped from the local mental hospital."

At that Helen expertly did a sharp turn around again and kneed the officer hard right in the groin. With him in pain, Helen then ran off through the trees dressed only in her damp bikini.

"You idiot. Go and get her," commanded George.

"I will but this will cost you double," the policeman replied taking off after Helen as she ran through the trees twisting and weaving as she went. Then she was suddenly flying as she painfully caught her foot on a tree root. She quickly hid behind a tree trunk trying to hold her breath.

The policeman with his gun drawn caught her and said, "stand up!" He put handcuffs on her wrists roughly behind her back. "It seems you've been a very naughty girl."

"Get away!" Helen cried.

George drove home as the policeman took the real Helen back to the mental hospital.

"I'm up in the bedroom," I shouted after George had called out, "Helen where are you?"

"Where's Jane?" I asked carrying on with the charade as he entered my bedroom, and he sat down beside me.

"Hopefully she'll be locked up in the state mental institution," he said.

He kissed me on the forehead like a father does with a daughter in a warm greeting.

"I think getting Jane committed is going to solve a lot of our problems," He declared thinking that I was heading to the hospital instead of his daughter. "I think we'll be much happier without her."

"Daddy don't be so silly!" I replied now realising that I had to be Helen. "Jane wasn't doing any harm."

"She was after all your inheritance money," he replied.

"Do you think so?" I asked.

"She was blackmailing me," he replied. "She's already had a quarter of million dollars out of your grandpa's estate."

"Do you want a drink?" I asked him.

He still thought that I was Helen, so I decided to carry on with the charade.

"So, Jane's not coming back," he declared. "The important thing is that she's gone."

"Poor Jane," I said.

"Jane was a threat to our happiness, and she was very jealous of the love that we have for each other," he said. "Getting her committed was for the best. She had a mean streak in her."

"Daddy, I made us some chicken for dinner, but I need to do some food shopping because there's not much food in the house. Would you give me the car keys?" I asked.

"Darling look. I'm not gonna give you my car keys because I'm afraid you'll just run away again," he said.

"Don't be silly Daddy, can't you see I'm back here to stay?" I asked. "Just let me get some more food and wine for the next few days and we'll have ourselves a nice dinner for two."

"You know I never could stand that bitch Jane, don't you?" he asked. "I'll tell you something she used to be a man too. I fixed her up good though."

"Yes, I was just beginning to realist it," I replied. "Daddy, I need to get more cigarettes too, so can you give me the car keys please?"

"Helen baby where did you go that night?" he then asked.

"What night?" I asked.

"Oh, come on baby you know what night I'm talking about," he said.

I still had a blank stare on my face, so he carried on.

"You don't remember the night Ken drowned in the swimming pool?" he asked. "You must remember him. He's the one who desperately wanted you to become a girl. I hated him for what he caused you to do."

"Remind me Daddy," I replied.

"I caught him in the act of having anal sex with you that night," he said. "He was **** you. So, I had to avenge your honor didn't I baby?"

"Oh my God Daddy!" I cried. "I tried to forget about what happened that night. It was an accident though because he hit his head and drowned in the pool."

"Now listen Honey," he started. "I know it seems like a nightmare now but in time the bad memories will fade and then go. I'll help you wipe them away so just let me take care of it. Let me give you comfort."

"Daddy please give me the car keys," I asked. "I do need a smoke."

"No baby because I'm afraid you're going to go away again," he replied. "I hope you're not afraid of me."

"Of course, I'm not afraid of you, Daddy," I said trying to show I was happy by smiling.

"I was just thinking about Jane. Darling Jane's face was the most beautiful thing I've ever made. Her vagina was the best I ever did. By her being taken into the mental institution, I got rid of her for you to enjoy your life again.

"For me?" I asked. "I really liked Jane."

"Jane was beautiful, but she was just a cheap imitation of you. I mean that's what I did was to stupidly create a substitute daughter," he then claimed.

"Oh no Daddy. You know now you don't need a substitute daughter," I replied. "Daddy please don't get upset."

"Shh baby come on," he said approaching me and then suddenly kissing me on the lips passionately.

"Daddy please no this isn't right," I said trying to fight him off. I still had to make him feel that I was Helen. "Daddy, you know this isn't good..."

"Don't fight it baby," he continued kissing me all over my face and then passionately again on the mouth. At the same time, he was massaging my breasts through my dress and bra.

"Daddy!" I cried. "Stop please."

When he didn't stop, I'd **** but to hit him over the head hard with a heavy glass vase I picked up. I was relieved when he fell onto the floor ****.

"You crazy son of a bitch! You never could tell us apart!"

At that moment Helen walked into the room. We hugged and I asked if she was well.

"Yes, I'm fine apart from hurting my ankle when I fell in the woods," Helen replied. "What did you do to Daddy?"

"He was attacking me, so I had to hit him over the head with the vase," I replied. "He's already beginning to come round."

"This should take care of him then," said Helen who injected something directly into George's ass.

"What's that you've just given him?" I asked.

"Something my boyfriend John at the hospital gave me," she explained. "It should keep Daddy quiet for another hour."

"Oh yes John Dean your psychiatrist. I met him at my home coming party," I said realising who he was. "He treated you for your gender dysphoria if I remember?"

"Jane that's where I've been for the past year and a half. Since I saw my father kill Ken, I broke down and John has looked after me ever since," Helen explained.

"So, you didn't run away to Europe. You were just unwell?" I asked.

"Correct." Helen said. "My grandpa was the only one that knew where I was because I went to his house after Ken's ****. I was in such a shock though I couldn't tell him what happened."

"What did your grandpa do then?" I asked.

"He took me to the mental hospital fearing that I was going mad," she explained. "They made me remember what happened that night. Till they finally convinced me that it was something real and that my daddy was a very sick man. I started to have a relationship with John and after I felt better, when I got out of hospital, I stayed with John at his apartment."

"So that explains your long absence," I said.

"After John saw you at the homecoming event he told my uncle Brad," she continued. "The news that you were impersonating me, infuriated Uncle Brad and they were both ready to put Daddy in the mental hospital."

"Can I just say, your Daddy treated me well when I was under his care in hospital but then he had this warped idea to transform me into your twin which was just bizarre. Now I'm stuck in this body with no hope to get back what I once had," I replied.

"I had to beg Brad and John to let me come here to find out what was going on," she said. "What happened here when Uncle Brad died?"

"Your Daddy let him die after he suffered a massive heart attack," I replied. "He took the medicine from Brad's pocket and refused to give him some. He then just let him die."

"Poor uncle Brad," said Helen. "Did you hear that, John?"

"Yes, I heard." John replied now coming into the room. "It doesn't surprise me."

"What will you do to him?" Helen asked.

"I'll get your father committed to the Sandstone Mental Hospital now. Just as soon as I give him another mild sedative." He reached down and injected the barbiturates into George's body. "I'll call for an ambulance."