How Do You Sleep? (A John Lennon Fanfic)

Me and Bobby McGee

A few hours have gone by since dad made an unexpected visit..

It's also been a few hours since I kicked him out of the house. I wonder where he'll go now.

Scott and I heard the front door unlock as mum entered the house.

"Oh, mum. Ya 'ave a few raindrops on ya! Is it raining?" I asked, turning around to look outside the window.

"Yeah, it is actually." Mum said with irritation.

"What's wrong with ya?" I asked, slowing turning around to face her.

I squinted my eyes, "What the 'ell is 'e still doing 'ere?" I asked, annoyed.

Mum pushed dad towards the stairs.

He's soaking wet.

" 'Ave ya been out there the whole time?" I asked.

Dad nodded.

I rolled my eyes.

"Julia, why would you leave your father outside in the rain?" Mum asked.

My eyes widened, "Did 'e tell ya nothing?!" I raised my voice, throwing my arms in the air.

"He told me what happened, why did you leave him out in the rain?" Mum repeated herself.

I glared at dad, crossing my arms. "I told 'im to leave since he was criticizing me. I thought the lad would take the hint and leave." I scowled.

"Well, he's staying until Yoko calls." Mum said, stomping up the stairs.

I sighed, "Oh, come on, Mum! He'll do us no good 'ere!" I said.

"I'm right 'ere, ya know." Dad said, waving at me.

I rolled my eyes, "Yeah, and I wish ya weren't." My voice went sassy.

Scott stood up awkwardly, "Um, mum? Ya know, Sydney 'ad 'er babies today!" Scott said, breaking the tension.

"Oh, really? How exciting!" Mum smiled.

I looked at mum, "Yeah, and I delivered both.." I mumbled.

All their heads snapped towards my direction, except Scott's.

"Ya delivered Sydney's babies? H-how could you do that?" Mum softly asked, trying to keep her smile on.

I shrugged, "The babies were coming.." I said.

"Well, that's different." Mum let out a laugh.

Dad smirked, "Maybe you'll be able to deliver your own baby then!" Dad said, patting me on the back.

I shot him a look, causing him to look at the ground awkwardly.

Mum sighed loudly, "Oh, can't you two just get along for once!" She yelled, going into the kitchen.

"Mum! We're practically the same person, that's why!" I shouted back.

Scott smirked, "But yer're better." He whispered in my ear.

I smirked, looking up at him. "I should be." I quietly said.

Dad cleared his throat, Scott and I looked at him.

"So, um... When did you two get married?" Dad awkwardly said.

"Two months ago." I said.

Scott smiled proudly at me.

"Have you been treating her good?" Dad softly asked.

Scott looked at my dad, "Ya really can't trust me with yer daughter, can ya?" Scott asked.