《Rowan: Queen of Chav's》Gay Dad instinct (Twenty-eight)
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Rowan PoV
It was 3 hours after I had the panic attack at the front door, the nap thing didn't work out for me, as I balled my eyes out, so I had a fresh cup of tea in my hand that Dad had made me, Dad was watching me like a hawk, not that I would have blamed him for it, 'cause it did come out of the blue and I balled my eyes out after that.
"Dad"
"Yeah Baby"
"I don't feel that good"
"I know Sweetheart, I know"
"I'm sorry"
"You don't need to apologise, what are you even sorry for Baby?, eh?"
"Cause I feel bad about waking you up Dad"
"Hey no, don't feel bad about it Sweetheart, ok, sometimes shit hits the fan and we can't control that, and to be honest with you Baby girl, I would rather know that you're ok even if I don't sleep rather than you getting yourself worked up about it while I'm in sleepy land-
"(Snorts)"
"I'm glad that you find that funny Kiddo, anyway so don't worry about my sleep today Darling, ok"
"Ok"
So we sat on the couch for a little while, trying to chill out, but it didn't really work for me, as I was still overthinking everything that had happened.
Papa came home a few minutes later, which was like a few hours earlier than normal, 'cause they finished all the work that they could do for the day or some shit like that, (but don't quote me on it because I'm not that great at remembering stuff like that).
Papa walked through the front door, obviously as there was no functioning back door to the flat, he then saw that I wasn't myself, because his Gay Dad's instinct was kicking in, Papa exchanged a look with Dad that asked the question without actually asking the question out loud.
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"I had a panic attack this morning, didn't even know what it was until after I've had one"
"Sweetheart what happened?"
"He was at the door demanding me to give an 'answer' about the fucking wretched holiday even though we all have said that I don't want to go on the bloody holiday"
Funnily enough, Papa knew exactly who 'he' was, again I'm putting that down to Gay Dad's instinct, you never win against Gay Dad's instincts as Gay Dad's are the best when it comes to Dad's instincts and shit.
The room kinda went quiet after that, which was unusual, because the Addams are a bunch of loud fuckers sometimes, I kinda started to dose on the couch, and again, I heard the conversation between Dad and Papa.
"Megan's caused more problems in the last year than she did in the previous 5, now it's taking its toll on her, what are we supposed to do Babe?"
"I'll call Megan, ask her to back off, if not then we'll try to figure it out"
"You and I both know that she's not going to back off, because she'll have a ready made excuse just for this situation, 'cause that's just how she rolls green eyes"
"I know that Ted, but confronting her about it might make it worse"
"(Sighs), I know Babe, I know"
A blanket got put over me, I don't know who did it, as you know, I was dosing, but it was very soft, so I appreciated it very much, as it wasn't the warmest that day, you know.
"How is she really doing Handsome?"
"She sobbed her heart out not long after the panic attack, I haven't seen her that upset in years, I just wanted to wrap her up in cotton wool so nothing like that would ever happen to her again, but I realise that it probably wouldn't go down too well"
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"I'm glad that you realise that, as she's literally just you as a girl"
I didn't hear too much after that as I properly went for a nap, since I was just so tired after what happened at the front door.
I woke up a couple of hours later, and by then everyone was out of bed, which kind of threw me off a little bit, ya know.
"Dad"
"Yeah Kiddo"
"What's the time?"
"It's about 11"
"Where's Papa?"
"He's gone to get some bread and milk"
"Dad"
"Yeah"
"You're right about the cotton wool, though I would appreciate the place it came from"
"How much of that conversation did you hear?"
"The cotton wool thing was the last of the conversation I heard"
"Good to know, do you want a cup of tea Babes"
"Yes please"
So then Dad to the kitchenette and made me a cup of tea, like Dads do sometimes, that or I got the best deal when it came to Dads.
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