Rowan PoV

It was Christmas Eve and shit, Papa was at work doing builder things or something like that, I don't know exactly what Dad and Papa do for a living, I was putting together a fucking epic gingerbread house because Dad was napping on the couch, to be fair he needed it, and Mikey and Soph were arguing about some stupid bloody card game that they were playing.

We all heard someone knocking on the door so I asked who was getting it, since we all were doing something and none of us wanted to wake Dad up for it.

"So who's getting the door?"

"I'm not allowed to get the door"

"We know that Mikey, we know that"

"I'll get the door"

"You sure about that Ro?"

"Yeah Soph, you need to make sure Mikey doesn't get it"

"That is true, ok go get the door then"

"(Snorts), I will do Grandma"

"Oh piss off"

"Merry Christmas"

"(Snorts), Merry Christmas"

We didn't know that it would be Dad's arseholey Dad at the door, so naturally I answered the door, because I was nice and shit, I was also feeling Christmasy so I was in a fucking fantastic mood, sometimes I curse being nice and shit, (I also curse being in a fantastic mood).

"Hel-oh fuck, what the fuck are you doing here?"

"To get you for the hol-"

"But I said that I wasn't going on that bloody holiday with you"

"When?"

"Multiple fucking times, when Megan called the house phone 3 times, when you called the house phone multiple times, oh and that one time you burst through the front fucking door and demanded me to give Megan an answer about the holiday even though I already did multiple fucking times!"

At this point in time I had gotten the ears of Soph and Mikey, not on purpose, but because I was so wound up, I was also trying not to have another panic attack, because I didn't need the arsehole to see me like that, (as he was a stranger to me and he had proven to be violent before this).

Though Mikey and Soph apparently could see me near a panic attack state, because they woke Dad up from his nap on the couch.

"Dad!, there's some weirdo at the door and Ro's freaking out!"

"Ok Mikey, I'm coming, don't panic her-"

"Dadala, I think it's your Dad"

"Ah shit!"

Dad rushed to the front door even faster than he was before, (when I say he was rushing even faster, I mean he almost sprinted, which is fucking fast), because apparently what Soph said completely woke him up, (though as an adult with hindsight I get why he was more worried than he had been, regardless of if I like this fact or not).

"What the fuck do you want John?"

"You don't need to be so hostile Teddy-"

"John, I don't fucking care about you, because honestly I have better things to worry about, I am however concerned about why you're here for my daughter?"

"Megan asked me to pick Ro-"

"Don't call me that, neither you or Megan are family"

"Megan asked you, her estranged Grandfather, to pick my daughter up to see her almost estranged Mother, did she really?, yeah ok well if you take Ro out of the apartment building, I will have you both charged with kidnapping, because she doesn't want to go on the fucking holiday with you both, as both of you have been told multiple times by both Jack and I, oh and say hi to Megan for me"

Dad then slams the front door in his Dads face and locks the door, obviously so he couldn't get back into the flat, Dad then saw me having a panic attack.

"Rowan Sweetheart, I need you to breathe, Mikey, go make your sister a cup of tea instead of staring at her, ok"

"Ok Dad"

"Right, breathe in, you need to slow your breathing down Sweetheart"

"Dad-"

"I know Baby, I know, breathe in, breathe out, that's it Sweetheart"

It took another 10 to 15 minutes for me to fully stop having a panic attack, and then my chest hurt afterwards, (why does nobody mention this being an after effect?).

Dad hugged me after I had stopped having a panic attack, as being touched during a panic attack is a big no no for a lot of people.

"Hey Baby, do you want to move to the couch?, it'll be a little bit more comfortable than the floor"

"Yeah"

"Ok Sweetheart"

So then we moved to the couch, and Dad was right about it being more comfortable than the floor, and even though I didn't ever say it to him, I think that he knew that I knew that.