Bianca's new life

Oh no (Nine)

Bianca Pov

It was a couple of days later and it was was almost lunchtime, everyone was still in their pyjamas, (it was a lazy Sunday), when there was a knock at the door, which was not expected and I did feel a bit on edge even though there was no reason for it, (well I thought that at the time but I did subconsciously think that someone was going to take me back to my mother's but I'm not ready to unpack that yet).

"I'll go get it Dad!"
"Ok Ro, call me if it's someone important!"
"Don't worry Dad!, I will!"

So Ro opened the door and some blonde, pregnant woman was there, (which I was confused by as nobody had mentioned being related to anyone that was pregnant), at the time I didn't know who it was but I soon found out, (let's just say that she made herself known).

"Hey Ro-"
"What do you bloody want Megan?"

Suddenly I had a light bulb moment as Ro had talked about not liking her birth mother who she called Megan, (there was also a lot of shit that had happened just before I had moved in with Rowan that happened as well but that's not my business to unpack to you, ok), and that's when I knew that shit could hit the fan, (well could is a bit weak of a description here Babes).

"I'm taking you to see your grandparents"
"No thank you, last time I went, I did not feel comfortable around them after what they said about Dad, now please go away"
"But it'll be the last one we get before I give birth"
"No thank you, I'm not comfortable, plus you giving birth has nothing to do with me, so no thank you"
"It's your sibling-"
"Let's not get into what I actually think about that and I'm just going to reiterate that I'm not comfortable around your parents because of what they said about Dad, and you backed them and you expected me to back them too even though you've done nothing for me growing up, so please leave"

I thought that it would've just ended there, (because ya know, you should respect people boundaries and shit here), but it didn't, (why do people just not care about boundaries and shit like that?), because as I came to learn, Megan doesn't ever just leave it be, (yes, there has been more 'visits' from Megan after this).

"Who's that behind you Ro?"
"Ok firstly I prefer it when you call me Rowan as you haven't earned the privilege to call me Ro, which I have told you though I'm not getting into that, but secondly that's not any of your fucking business as you don't live here and I'm not risking anyone's safety just so you can be a nosey Bitch, so fuck off Megan"

Ro then closed the door, which was a feat in itself as I knew that she wanted to slam it, (you could tell by her face that she wanted to slam it), I don't know what stopped her from slamming it, but I guess that she just chose not to, though I felt like I listening in on a conversation that I shouldn't have, (even though I couldn't have helped it).

"Who was it?"
"It was Megan"
"Why didn't you called me Sweetheart?"
"You said to call you if it was someone important, she's not an important person"

If the argument at the door didn't confirm that Megan wasn't apart of Ro's life, then her not telling Teddy that Megan was at the door because Megan isn't an important person definitely put the nail in the coffin, (plus the whole Megan saga that had happened before all this here), I don't know much more about this than what I have mentioned though as I'm not going to ask Ro questions about her mother when I know what it's like to have a shitty mother here, ya know Babes.

"(Sighs), I know Baby, but next time can you tell me if she's at the door"
"Ok Dad"
"Thank you, what did she want this time?"
"To take me to her parents before the baby's born, I said no"
"How did you say no?"
"Very politely, like so uncharacteristically politely so that she couldn't say anything about you about my 'lack of manners', my cheeks hurt from fake smiling though"
"(Snorts), Alright so, (kisses forehead), you're ok though, yeah?"
"Yeah, I promise"

So we just sat there and had another cup of tea, as it was needed after the whole sha bang with Megan happened, plus I love a good cuppa, (how very stereotypically British of me, I know), and honestly it usually solves problems, (I say usually because it can't solve everything).