Chapter 20: True Family
A threatening silence passed through the air as the two women; one shorter but clearly more muscular and athletic in her look, and one skinny, looks like she's being torn apart and wear down, stares at each other, finding several appearances with each other minus the makeup and face of a wealthy person.
Being here reminded her of her tiny childhood past where she was constantly abused and her little brother being favored over her. Meg had felt the desire of vengeance passing through her and had realized that she was conflicted about her next movements and choices. She can very well draw her weapon and shoot the bitch in front of her, however, apart of her...
The part that she'd never claimed to accept did love this woman and didn't want to hurt her. Despite not being raised by her for nearly 14 years or remembering the lashings and her cursing at her and placing too much pressure on a 5-year-old, Meg had an instinct to not hurt her because, at the end of the day, she was still the blood of her blood and would always be related.
"I'm surprised you remember me, especially after 14 years. I guess you pass in that category of a mother." There were utter contempt and rage in her comment, not willing to allow the bitch to manipulate her because of her tears. Meg will not believe her lies now and never will, despite promising herself to not hurt this figure.
"Meg, you have grown up, so pretty, so strong. I'd never expect-" She begins, sizing her daughter up and realizing that Meg had passed her in quarters.
"Never expect me to succeed in life, Lois?" Meg growled, glaring at her and crossing her arms, not willing to refer to this woman as her mother ever. She might have sought her out for answers but she was not going to believe her. In fact, she had made sure that her phone's tracker was on just in case this woman tries something and her parents will be able to track them down.
"No, I mean I-we'd never thought we will see you again!" Lois exclaimed defensively, realizing that she should not offend her daughter, who can walk out of her life again. Lois had a feeling that her daughter was dangerous and can be lethal and can do something towards them.
She had dreamed of this happening, however, she had never expected it actually happen.
"Yes, and after 13 years, I had decided to reveal myself to you, mom. However, do not get any ideas because I am armed and I will prefer not to hurt you." Meg warned, moving her hand to her jacket pocket where a black material rested.
Lois raised her hands, not willing to try anything because her daughter has a weapon that can end her life.
A half-hearted sneer passed on Meg's face as she entered the house and noticed a dog and man sitting on the couch, the man seeming almost drunk, and the dog seems to be attempting to calm him and lay him down, having a bore look across his face. Although Meg didn't trust her birth family, something about the dog is what made her trust him.
"Peter Griffin, your drinking addictions need to stop," Lois reprimanded her husband sternly but sounded annoyed, clearly not the first time.
"No!" He cried like a child, making Meg rolled her eyes and feeling the urge to pound him right then and there.
Meg had wondered why she didn't divorce his ass if she'd wanted him to stop drinking so much and gave him several warnings. If she ever gets married, Meg would not allow her husband to drink endlessly and to hold her down. She wants a husband who's responsible and not getting intoxicated and having several horrible records on themselves which would inwardly shame an entire family.
Meg knew they're stuck with each other.
The house looked horrible and have smelled of a fart in it with their being beer bottles on the floor. The house also looks like it was getting torn apart and needed repairs and this family out.
At that moment, she was glad that her parents were wealthy and had a house that anybody would dream for. Sure, not everyone can have houses like her and her friends, however, they can have repairs whenever it is necessary and get a decent house. She wouldn't be surprised if the owners of the house are the reason why it looks rundown.
A smile came across Lois's face as the strange dog walked up, looking at her interested before turning back towards Lois.
"Meg, this is Brian Griffin," Lois greeted, not wanting her daughter to see her husband since it would give her a reason to leave sooner. Her daughter is giving her the cold shoulder though so she wouldn't be able to form a connection with her.
"Hi," Meg greeted with a smile, deciding that this dog deserves better treatment than her own mother. Meg had always liked animals for some reason so she patted him on the head with probably more affection than the Griffins ever would. The dog seems surprised but enjoyed the affection.
"My pleasure," Brian replied kindly.
Meg would have been surprised and terrified if the dog wasn't able to walk on his two feet so she'd just nodded tightly, keeping a close eye on her mother to ensure she doesn't try anything. She found her eyes traveling towards her father and gave him a grossed look, disgusted at her birthfather's condition right now. If this was him right now, Meg can only imagine what he is like at all of the time. Of course, he makes a maid out of her mother, and again, of course, the bitch doesn't do anything and would rather be his maid.
Suddenly, a boy ran downstairs and Meg had felt a scowl crossing her face, seeing her little brother approaching her. She can see the resemblance between Chris and Peter and have known that her brother was his father's son. In some sort of way, the 18-year-old feels bad for him, knowing that he'd to grow up in a family that completely lacks intelligence. Still, though, the fat slug had tried to stole her wallet and she'll watch him closely.
"Hello, Chris," Meg states coldly, feeling her hands tightening into fists. "It's been only 13 years."
Chris seems confused for a moment.
"Don't worry about it," Meg continued, knowing that he was just a baby at that time and wouldn't be able to remember his very young childhood. "I have questions for you... Lois," Meg declared, knowing that she wouldn't receive many answers from her drunk father and deciding that once she gets the answer she desires she will leave.
Lois shot a look of disgust towards her drunk husband before looking down at her daughter, "Should we talk in the kitchen? It will be more private there."
"Yes," Meg replied, knowing that her mother would be easier to talk with instead of her father; hell, she wouldn't be surprised if her father hadn't known of her presence yet.
"Okay... Lois," Meg spat out of rage, feeling her anger and disgust trimming up.
"Meg, don't call me Lois, call me your moth-"
"Not anymore," Meg interrupted harshly, glaring at her before beginning to follow her upstairs.
"Meg, despite me not raising you, I will always be your mother-" Lois declared, hoping that there would still be a chance to form a relationship with her... or take her family's money and they would be rich.
Meg growled and grabbed her shoulder, pulling her back to face her, "No..."
"Meg, please, forgive me for forcing you away," Lois tried once again but Meg scowled.
"Stop it, you are not my mother! It's too late for you to get a second chance! I barely even remembered you in all but name, but what I do remember is your mistreatment of me!" Meg roared, tearing into Lois Griffin's heart, striking a core deep in her.
"Meg, I really want to see you accomplish much! We haven't seen each other for years!" Lois cried, attempting to play the acting game where she would have been able to strike a core into her.
"That's your problem. You wouldn't have wanted to see me accomplish my goals if I was another homeless on the street and having to rely on myself, or if I was a cheating hoe that would go into boys after boys! In fact, scratch that thought, you probably would have been proud of seeing me following your path! But I am a much better person then you have ever been, and I'm glad I didn't grow up in your family! Be glad, I actually came here to visit it, however, I want to avoid you after this since I feel like a much better person!" Meg continues tearing into Lois Griffin, and unlike what she had expected, the young woman didn't back down and stood tall... even after the tears started exiting from Lois's eyes.
"Meg, I-I have made mistakes, but you know from your heart, I will always be your mother," Lois said hoarsely, again attempting for the 3rd time that day to weaken Meg's resolve.
Growling, Meg grabbed her and clutched her shoulders, saying, "You may be my mother by birth, but now I see blood doesn't matter, a family does. You had made your choice to allow that piece of shit to abuse me and had participated in it, thinking I would have taken your bullshit all your life, however, I ran away and you weren't expecting that."
"Meg, CPS came to visit us, they were going to take Chris away if we had shown signs of abuse. CBS had been on us for years, watching Chris as he has grown up! It was highly embarrassing!"
Meg paused for a moment, blinked and stares down, pondering if her brother should have grown up, surrounded by authorities that would have taken him in a minute, and then she saw him now, chasing a little boy and pushing him against the chair roughly. It was even more saddening that the man who was a father to that little boy ain't doing nothing. Her sense returned;
"That's your problem, Lois, I am sympathetic with your baby though since he doesn't deserve the mistreatment. I hope CPS finds out about him and take him away from you. He certainly deserves a childhood as I had received." Meg all but snarled lowly, flipping around and begins walking to the door, grabbing the door handle when Lois nearly lunged towards her, outstretching her hand and grabbing her shoulder.
Meg hisses like a snake and grabbed her hand, causing the woman to slightly grimaced before gently as she can take her hand off. Not sparing her a second glance, the girl turned around and grabbed the doorknob, turned around, noticing the boy and deciding she would have to get videos of this...
Meg grabbed her phone and set it on record, placing one of her hand behind her back, showing Chris now torturing the boy who she'd guessed Stewie by the teenager continuing to say the word.
Meg sighed and begins walking back, keeping her hand being her back to perfectly record the abuse that poor child goes through.
"You know, Lois, I really wish you were a good mother. Whereas I never hated you, I definitely realized my mistake of coming back here and will finally be able to go home and sleep tonight with pride, going to college, and finally have no struggles in my life. So you helped me understand one thing when I came back here. And for that, I thank you."
Suddenly, the sounds of knocking were heard, and the two turned to see the white dog who Meg had found herself liking walking up and answering the door, and in came a hotter woman, follow with a strong man.
"Meg," the woman shouted, running up towards the young girl and wrapping her arms around her, the two getting into a deep embrace. "Ready to come home now?"
"Yes," Meg responded without hesitation, smiling up towards her mother, her one and only mother in her eyes.
"Meg, please, stay with us," Lois pleaded for one last time, but Meg turned towards her with a glare.
"I know what you are trying to do, Lois. And it won't work. You're trying to get on my good side, but I have you know, Lois Griffin, you may have given birth to me, but these are my true parents. I also have a recording of your oldest son abusing Stewie and will enjoy turning it into the authorities. Be ready to have another visit from CPS, they will likely take him away."
"We will adopt him when that happens," her father added, standing behind Meg with one hand behind her back, seeing that she clearly loves her baby brother, despite never truly knowing him.
"Let's go home," Meg said, a smile on her lips, the stress finally leaving her, knowing that peace is to come.
With the smile still there, Meg turned back and gave the Griffin the last taunting smirk that she will not give them for the first time, showing them the phone.
"Ah, just leave, bitch," Peter Griffin added drunkenly, somehow able to stand.
"Hey, don't talk to my little girl like that, buddy!" Her father roared, lunging forward, grabbing Peter with both hands and throwing him against the staircase, showing everyone that he still has skills, despite being older now.
"Peter!" Lois cried out with rage before turning to face her father and lunging at him.
Both Meg and her mother nodded at each other before lunging forward simultaneously, grabbing Lois, her mother by the legs, and Meg by her arms, slamming her against the couch before turning and begins walking out.
Meg spared the dog a look, "You are welcomed to come with us at any time, you don't seem like a bad dog. However, the Griffins will never do you right. Think about it, for you will likely see me at Chris's elementary school until next week. Good day."
Meg walked out with her family, and each got into their cars and took off.
Arthur's note: This chapter took so long since it was hard for me to determined the ending and I think this is going to be the first and last story for me writing Family Guy unless I decide to have this Meg go to college and meet new friends while facing the hardships which I might do, but anything now is outside of Family Guy canon. I wanted to give a right, the decent ending of Meg's conflict. In a concept, Meg and Lois were supposed to fight, but I feel like not all endings need to end with fights so I decided to have Meg screw them up with words.
Stay safe and have a good day. One or two more chapters and it will be done at last. It will depend on how long it takes.
