Rowan PoV

I was staring at the ceiling in my bedroom, which I had been doing since 2 O'clock that morning, it was now 6 O'clock in the morning, when I hear Soph walking towards the bathroom, which was unusual because she had never been an early bird, so I got up out of bed to see if she was ok, because sisterly concern is fucking real.

"Hey Soph, are you ok?"

"Shit, Ro, go back to sleep"

"I've been awake since 2am, so I don't think that's going to fucking happen"

I then heard Soph puking her guts up, so I banged on the door harder, because you know, I was fucking worried about her, as any sister would be.

"Sophie! Sophie! Sophie!, what the fuck is going on?!, open the fucking door!"

"If I open the door and tell you what's going on, you need to promise me that you won't yell at me for it"

"I'll try not to yell at you, I'm just worried about you Soph"

So Soph opened the bathroom door, I walked in and I locked the bathroom door again, I sat next to Soph on the bathroom floor, so that her hair wouldn't get puked on, we started talking once Soph had finished puking her guts up.

"So are you going to tell me what the hell's going on here Soph?"

"Yeah, you know how Danny and I had done it a few times while I was really, really drunk?"

"Yeah I know he did, I got angry at him because of it, remember?"

"Yeah I remember that Ro, that's kind of a hard thing to forget-"

"I do try to be unforgettable"

"(Snorts) Of course Ro, you wouldn't be you if you were forgettable"

"Anyway what's going on Soph?"

"Ok well, I've missed my period and I've been getting sick for a few days now"

"Shit Soph, come here"

Soph started sobbing her eyes out, murmuring about how she's going to be raising a child on her own, as Danny was a good for nothing dickhead, (and yes, it was bloody obvious that I fucking hated Danny's guts, though I wasn't wrong about him).

"Dad and Dadala are going to be so fucking mad when they find out"

"At Danny for how it exactly happened, yes they would be so fucking pissed at Danny, would they be mad at you, no, especially if you tell them that Danny the fucking prick only did it with you when you were drunk so that you couldn't say no as drunk people are incapable of making a decision"

"You think so Ro?"

"Yeah, I know so, if they didn't blink an eye when I got diagnosed with depression then they're not going to be mad at you for getting knocked up by a dick who got you drunk to do so, ok"

"Ok, (snorts), you know that you don't have to keep calling him a dick"

"Well I do have to because he is a dick"

"(Snorts), don't ever change Ro"

"I don't plan on it Soph"

So Soph and I went to the living room, I made us both a cup of tea, and then I brought the cups of tea over to the couch, because that works when you need a good cheer up or something.

"Thank you for the tea Ro"

"You're welcome Soph"

"How did you become so wise Ro?"

"Well, my sleep decided to yeet itself out of the equation and so I feel like I have aged a decade in a couple years and now I feel like a fucking wise old wizard or something"

"(Snorts), only you would word it that way"

"Well you know, it's just me saying it as I see it my dude"

Dad then walked into the sitting room, looking like he wasn't that awake yet but obviously he was awake enough to get out of bed, though it could be that he really didn't sleep that night, which was a high possibility.

"Morning Dad"

"Morning Ro"

"Morning Dadala"

"Morning Soph, you're up early"

"Yeah, I couldn't sleep"

"Do you want tea Dad?"

"That would be nice thank you"

So I went to the kitchenette, made Dad his cup of tea and then brought it to him, and then I sat back down.

A few minutes later Papa woke up, so I made him a cup of tea and brought it to him, because I could be nice every once in a while.

"How is everyone this morning?"

"We're good here Dad"

"I'm going to go to the loo"

"Alright Kiddo"

So I left the living room as I wasn't going to be apart of the 'Well I'm pregnant' conversation, as I felt like I would've actually made it worse by saying something stupid.