Rowan PoV

I came home from school in a better mood then I went was in when I went to school, (though that's not hard for me considering it was school and I was now home at this point), Papa was reading the newspaper as you do, listening to his iPod I guess, I wasn't looking too closely at what he was actually listening to, though he looked pretty relaxed in his joggers and jumper.

"Hey Sweetie"

"Hey Papa, where's Dad?"

"He's at work Poppet"

"Cool"

I took off my school shoes and dropped my bag into the room Soph and I shared, then I went into the kitchenette and started to make some tea for Papa and I, because I'm a nice kid who realised that parents do a lot for us, then the doorbell rang.

"I'll get the door Papa!"

"Ok Poppet, just tell me if they are an important person, also shout if you are uncomfortable with the person at the door, ok"

"I will do Papa"

I opened the front door, my hand grabbed the ice cold handle, and you will never guess who it was... Yeah it was Megan, sorry for your troubles my dudes but I was being sarcastic when I said you'd never guess, again I'm very sorry about that my dudes.

"Megan, the fuck are you doing here?"

"Rowan where's your father?"

"Which one?"

"You know which one Rowan"

"No actually I don't know which one, because for your information Megan, I have 2 father figures so you're going to have to be a little bit more specific for me here Megan"

"You have 1 father-"

"I have 2 Dads, since my mother is pretty fucking deadbeat"

"That's not fair-"

"Neither is leading somebody on about wanting a child, but you actually did that"

"Fine!, if that's how you want to play it, where is your biological father"

"He's at work, see, was that so hard to say?"

"No"

Megan didn't really look too pleased about what I was saying to her, though I wasn't too concerned about what she was pleased about, because all I wanted to know was what the fuck she was actually here for, since she knew that I wasn't interested in a Mother/Daughter relationship with her, (and she never did anything unless it suited her motives so I was also weary about that).

"Why the bloody actual hell are you here for anyway Megan?"

"To tell you some good news-"

"Oh so you broke up with my Grandad, since that would be the only good news I would want to hear from you"

"Don't be ridiculous here Ro, I'm pregnant not single"

"Just out of curiosity here, how do you actually plan on raising them then Megan?"

"I plan on raising them like I've raised you Rowan"

"Oh, so let me just remind you about how you 'raised' me, they won't know anything about you until they're 5 years old and then when they do get to know you they will wonder why the in the name of hell you were even there for them if you genuinely thought of them as a fucking lousy kid-"

"Hey that was one time-"

My blood was already starting to boil from the pure anger that growing within me from the shit that Megan was saying, does that make me quick angered?, well I hope not but if it does then I am, ya know.

"I don't give a fuck how many times you said it about me Megan, as that's not why I'm angry nor is that the point that I'm trying to make, I'm angry at you because you still thought that about me at one point in time even though you claimed that you love me-"

"Ro I do love you-"

"You have a funny way of showing me that you love me you bitch"

"There's no need for the name calling here Ro-"

"There's also no need for unnecessary visits to here as I don't want to see you, let alone have a mother/daughter relationship with you, but you still wasted my time today Megan so that shit is on you-"

"I didn't waste your time Ro, as I'm your mother-"

"You still wasted my time Megan, especially so when you claimed that you raised me when in reality you just babysat for Dad from time to time, now please can you fuck off before I lose my shit with you"

I then slammed the door in Megan's face, hoping that it would send her the message that I actually wanted nothing to do with her ever again, but I also knew that's not how Mother's work, well at least that's not how my mother works.