Rowan: Queen of Chav's

Up at 3am (Sixteen)

Rowan PoV

I was just finishing my coursework at 3 O'clock in the morning, because I couldn't sleep, I was up at 2 O'clock in the morning so I thought that I might as well do something useful with that time if I wasn't going to sleep, as you do.

I heard footsteps coming across the hall, then I saw that it was Dad, and he sat beside me, probably because he was concerned about my wellbeing like any decent parent would be.

"What are you doing at this time of the fucking morning?"
"I'm doing coursework"
"Why?"
"Because I couldn't sleep and I thought that I might as well make use of the time that I'm not using for sleep by doing my coursework"
"When did you wake up?"
"5 O'clock"
"You've been awake for 22 hours?"
"Yeah, so?"
"Jesus Christ, I've given you my bad sleeping habits"

I did look at my Dad queer, but then I realised that he was right as fuck.

"Holy shit, you're right"
"I know, we might have to get your sleeping checked"
"No, we don't need to go and get my sleep checked because I'm fine"
"Rowan Sweetheart, not getting enough sleep is not something to be fine about"
"Dad, I'll give you a deal, I will go to get my sleeping checked when you go to get your sleeping checked"
"I'm used to my sleep being shit kid-"
"No no Dad, you can't say that 'not getting enough sleep is not something to be fine about' and make comments on my fucking sleep then turn around and say that you're used to your sleep being shit, because that's hypocritical"
"I kinda can do that because I'm your Dad"
"No you can't, because your sleeping is just as shit as mine, if not worse because you haven't done anything about it for years"

At this point you could tell that Dad was annoyed with me, but I also knew that if I nagged at him enough then he would actually get his sleep checked out, because that's how being a Daddy's girl worked, duh.

"Yes I can, but if you're going to be this fucking awkward about it then I'll go"
"Thank you Dad"
"You're welcome Baby"
"Ok so the phone lines open at 6 O'clock"
"Wait, why the fuck do you know that?"
"Because when I can't sleep, I get pretty bored so I look up random shit on the internet to entertain myself, duh"
"Of course that's what you do when you can't sleep"
"I mean it's better than getting drunk at house parties"
"You can fuck right off, because that was how you were conceived"
"I'm still on the fence as to how dodgey that shit was on Megan's behalf, because when I was born, she was 16 and a half to your 13"

Dad did not look happy at the fact that I pointed that out, even though it was the bloody truth.

"I was 14 the week after smart arse"
"You were still a minor to her being the legal age of consent, regardless of you being 13 or 14 years old Dad"
"That doesn't matter Ro"
"Yeah it does, Dad let's be honest here, if I had a child at my age and the dude that knocked me up was 16 years old, you would actually lose your shit because he would be a consenting adult to me being a minor"
"Ok yeah, you're right, I would lose my shit, but that would be totally different Sweetheart"
"No Dad, it's not totally different, it's very much the same scenario, the only difference here is that you're a bloke and I'm not, which is sexist if you would treat them entirely differently to each other"
"Well when it's put like that I get your point Baby"
"Why did it take me saying it that way for you to realise how dodgy you and Megan were"
"I hadn't thought about it if I'm being honest, also my parents didn't really care about that sort of thing-"
"Clearly"

Dad then rolled his eyes at what I said, because I was spitting facts, (or at the fact that I was being a smart arse, either one), I then hugged him because he gives the best hugs.

"Anyway, you have a point, and I'm sorry that I thought of them as different"
"What made you sleep with Megan that night anyway if it was consensual?"
"(Snorts), I don't really remember Kiddo"
"How did you feel when you found out that Megan was pregnant with me?"
"It was March, and it after my paper round-"
"You had a paper round?"
"Yes I did, can I continue?"
"Yes"
"Good, Megan was at the front door, and she was crying, so I asked her what was wrong, and she then said she was pregnant, and I was happy, like really happy, I kind of had a feeling that you would be a girl, I don't know why"