The Children Of Rage & Love (Sequel to Give Me Novacaine), chapter 3
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"What is it?" Carlos looked at Vero as she started getting up reaching into teh box.
"Don't you remeber this?" She showed him the CD the last time he had ever head it was when he was small and he doubted Rosie even KNEW what they were alkign about because she was still a toddler.
"What is it?" Rosa asked, Vero looked at her and laughed.
"Kid your not that much younger then me it's a CD." Thinking about it for a second she finally remembered.
"OHHHH! Who is it?"
"It's Green Day's International Superhits CD." Vero used to love listening to the CD so much when she lived with her parents, her mom was better to listen to though. She loved her fatehr to death but his voice wasn't the best to listen to after a break up or a fight with her boyfriends, mostly becase he would stop to tell her that she needed to stop being so silly over a useless stoner. Her mami on the other hand just laid in the bed withher singing to her and stroking her hair until Veronica was asleep. She could hear both her parents voices singing to her
If you should fall you know I'll be there
To catch the call you know I'll be there
I'll go anywhere so I'll see you there.
"What song is that?" Veronica opened her eyes and looked at Rosie, she didn't even realize that she had started singing herself.
"Huh?"
"The song you were singing what one is it?" She said trying to snatch the CD from Vero who held it up in the air.
"Stop trying to snatch that's not polite." Veronica taunted ehr height to her baby sister who was the shortest of the three.
"Well then tell me."
"It's Poprocks And Coke."
"Why did he call it that?"
"How should I know? Maybe he was eating poprocks and coke when he wrote it."
"What are poprocks?" Both Carlos and Rosa looked at Vero.
"God you guys are slow. Poprocks are these little rock candies and when you put thm in your mouth they'd pop and your whole mouth would go crazy. They were fun."
"Sounds dangerous."
"Your dumb." Vero looked back into the box and pulled out a complete collection of Green Day's earlier work from when they were still signed to Lookout! Records and evne before Uncle Tre had joined the band. There was even an EP from before they were even known as Green Day but instead Sweet Children.
"Wow these are some big CD's." Rosa said picking up a record.
"That's because it's a record twit."
"A what?" Veronica rolled her eyes, well if she didn't know she wasn't about to explain.
"Don't worry aboutit they don't even make these so it's nothing to worry your pretty little pom pom waving head about sweety." Veronica said patting her baby sister's head. Rosa looked at her sister and rolled her eyes.
"Your just jealous that I was known by everyone as the pretty and most loved one." She said as she danced away like a ballerina to lean on Carlos before spinning around to look at her sister with a cocky look on her face. She was right yeah she was pretty, she got the best assets of both parents her mother's big chocolate colored eyes that gave off the look of innocence but the feel of all hell. Her fathers wavy copper colored hair and pale color. She wasn't ugly but she also wasn't the most loved. Not in school at least. All her friends were two faced, every single one of her boyfriends she had ever had since high school cheated on her, the kids hated her. De-Nile really just wasn't a river in Egypt no matter how corny that sounded. She felt sorry for her sister but she knew there was no getting past all that hairsprayed gelled and moussed up barrier around her head.
"Enough with O-Zone killing because apperently it's killing your brain and memory cells more then summersaulting and bimbo-esque cheers ever did."
"You're a bitch I wish I had been an only child sometimes." She huffed.
"Listen princess you aren't exactly sweet dreams either so get over your high and mighty ass and just go take that box downstairs." Carlos said nearly shoving his sister down the stairs because of the force he'd given her the box with. Rosa made a face when Carlos turned and she walked down the attic.
"Thank god... Mom and Papi realy shoulda just stopped at us." Carlos laughed and squatted next to his sister.
"So what else is in there?" She looked through.
"Just records and some papers and... Pictures." Veronica sat cross legged on the attic floor and looked throguh the pictures with Carlos siting next to her. The pictures were of when her dad was very young, probably about 7 or 8. She saw pictures of her grandpa who she never had the pleasure to meet but from the stories her father used to tell her would have loved to meet. Then there was her gandmother who she never go tot meet, her parents said it was because she was sick and they had taken her to get better but she knew that it was because her grandma hated her mother she may have hated the press but it didn't mean that the kids at school wouldn't tell her anyhting about it. She never knew why but if her own grandmother didn't want to meet her mother then Vero didn't want to meet her either.
"Who are they?"
"Papi's parents."
"How come we never got to see grandma then?"
"She hated Mami that's why."
"Why?"
"Stop asking so many questions I don't know!" She said angrily.
"God SO-ORRY! Ms. PMS." Vero rolled her eyes and looked through the album, there were pictures of the aunts and uncles she never knew who looked like nice people which is why it was perplexing that if they looked so nice and friendly how could they hate her mom so much?
"If I ask you who all thos craploads of people are will you yell at me?"
"Those were daddy's brothers and sisters." Carlos' eyes shot wide.
"WHAT?! Your telling me that we never had family but pa had all this crap of relatives and we never ONCE got to see them?"
"They didn't like mami what part can't you get god!" She said on the verge of tears.
"Well fuck man I sure as hell would have liked to know what having family was like!"
"You had us isn't that enough?" She screamed out crying, Carlos looked at her like she was high.
"What the hell are you pregnant?! Why are you cryin?! I am not dealing with this shit." Carlos got up grabbing a box taking it down to the living room leaving Vero a mess in her emotios.
What the hell is wrong with me?
Veronica couldn't control her emotions they were flying all over the place, this had happened before but she always htought it to be PMS or just some random mood swing. But none of them had ever been this strong or so uncontrollable. She dried her tears and looked at the album again flipping through the pages of her daddy and uncles in the legendary Gilman Street that was still up and runnng but now by Larry Livermore's son Jesse Livermore. She stopped at a picture of her father with a woman with long black dreadlocks her father's arm wrapped around this woman who she could vaguley recall seeing once in a while when she was little but after a while she just stopped coming around.
What was her name?
Alice? Alie? Abby?
Well it's not like it mattered the woman was most likely dead or dying so she wasn't of any importance to Vero. She shrugged it off and kept flipping through what seemed to be wedding pictures of her dad and the woman. She knew her father had been married before he married her mom but they never told her who the woman was and seeing her now was weird. Finally being able to put a face to the woman her father used to love. And they did look so much in love thru all the pictures so why did they divorce? It's true that if they hadn't Vero might not have been born, and it's obvious how much her parents loved each other. She heard them fighting once and it didn't last five minutes before they were kissing each other forgiveness. At the time it was disgusting but now it seemed kinda cute, two old people who can't get mad at each other. But still what could have happened between her papi and his first wife that they got divorced? Well she probably wasn't going to find out from a picture so she closed the album and before she got up a picture fell into her lap. She picked it up and it was another of her fatheer.
Boy did her dad like taking pictrues!
This picture was of him with two boys he looked older though probably in his late twenties or very early thirties. The boys looked happy with her father, she didn't recognize these boys maybe they were fans that her father took a picture with. The bigger boy look like her father and the younger one sort of did too so maybe he was realted to them. Probably they were his nephews or something, she saw how happy those kids were making his dad he had a smile that was shining more then a million diamonds and his eyes were light and seemed to have a look that he didn't need anyhting in the world just those two boys. It was making Vero a little bit more then jealous to have to see her daddy hugging them like that, yeah he had that smile on him fo everything big that went on in her life but still that was her smile dammit nobody else could see it but her. She turned the picture to rip it but the words on the back caught her attention.
Joseph And Jakob
Daddy's pride and Joy.
DADDY'S!?!?!
These weren't his nephews?
THEY WERE HIS KIDS?!
HER HALF BROTHERS?!
She was never told of her dad's side of the family that's fine but this was her fmily too! This was her siblings and she had never been told about them.
She wondered if they had ever told them about her, she wondered how old the big one was by the looks in the pictures she figured he''d be somewhere from 9 to 11 so he was a lot older then her, the other kid looked like he was 7 or 9 she wasn't sure but she knew they were older then her because he had been 32 when she was born and fromt he picture of him carrying her at thee house they all used ot live in together he looked more worn then he did right here. But the one thing that didn't change was that smile, that smile that was worth more then a million diamonds. No matter how old he was and no matter how bad his teeth got that smile always made everything better and always made it seem that if the world were to come crashing down it would be fine because nothing could make him happier then that person or those people he was taking the picture with. She missed her dad so much, it was like nothing seemed right without his word in, without him threatening to kill any of her boyfriends. Her mom would say it but they were a duo her mom would be absent minded and add in the wrong thing at the worng time making her daddy have work twice as hard to cover for the both of them. Thinking back on all the times those times there really wasn't one time when her mom was fully there, Vero figured that's how she got her spazzyness.
Putting the album back into the box she closed it picked it up and took it downstairs, she'd have to go visit her mom and talk to her about this she had to know about those two boys.
Her dad's first two kids.
Her borthers
Joseph and Jakob Armstorng.
IF she ever got the chance to meet those two boys she pondered if they would like her. Walking down the stairs she fantazied about what it woukd be like to meet her half brothers.
"Don't you remeber this?" She showed him the CD the last time he had ever head it was when he was small and he doubted Rosie even KNEW what they were alkign about because she was still a toddler.
"What is it?" Rosa asked, Vero looked at her and laughed.
"Kid your not that much younger then me it's a CD." Thinking about it for a second she finally remembered.
"OHHHH! Who is it?"
"It's Green Day's International Superhits CD." Vero used to love listening to the CD so much when she lived with her parents, her mom was better to listen to though. She loved her fatehr to death but his voice wasn't the best to listen to after a break up or a fight with her boyfriends, mostly becase he would stop to tell her that she needed to stop being so silly over a useless stoner. Her mami on the other hand just laid in the bed withher singing to her and stroking her hair until Veronica was asleep. She could hear both her parents voices singing to her
If you should fall you know I'll be there
To catch the call you know I'll be there
I'll go anywhere so I'll see you there.
"What song is that?" Veronica opened her eyes and looked at Rosie, she didn't even realize that she had started singing herself.
"Huh?"
"The song you were singing what one is it?" She said trying to snatch the CD from Vero who held it up in the air.
"Stop trying to snatch that's not polite." Veronica taunted ehr height to her baby sister who was the shortest of the three.
"Well then tell me."
"It's Poprocks And Coke."
"Why did he call it that?"
"How should I know? Maybe he was eating poprocks and coke when he wrote it."
"What are poprocks?" Both Carlos and Rosa looked at Vero.
"God you guys are slow. Poprocks are these little rock candies and when you put thm in your mouth they'd pop and your whole mouth would go crazy. They were fun."
"Sounds dangerous."
"Your dumb." Vero looked back into the box and pulled out a complete collection of Green Day's earlier work from when they were still signed to Lookout! Records and evne before Uncle Tre had joined the band. There was even an EP from before they were even known as Green Day but instead Sweet Children.
"Wow these are some big CD's." Rosa said picking up a record.
"That's because it's a record twit."
"A what?" Veronica rolled her eyes, well if she didn't know she wasn't about to explain.
"Don't worry aboutit they don't even make these so it's nothing to worry your pretty little pom pom waving head about sweety." Veronica said patting her baby sister's head. Rosa looked at her sister and rolled her eyes.
"Your just jealous that I was known by everyone as the pretty and most loved one." She said as she danced away like a ballerina to lean on Carlos before spinning around to look at her sister with a cocky look on her face. She was right yeah she was pretty, she got the best assets of both parents her mother's big chocolate colored eyes that gave off the look of innocence but the feel of all hell. Her fathers wavy copper colored hair and pale color. She wasn't ugly but she also wasn't the most loved. Not in school at least. All her friends were two faced, every single one of her boyfriends she had ever had since high school cheated on her, the kids hated her. De-Nile really just wasn't a river in Egypt no matter how corny that sounded. She felt sorry for her sister but she knew there was no getting past all that hairsprayed gelled and moussed up barrier around her head.
"Enough with O-Zone killing because apperently it's killing your brain and memory cells more then summersaulting and bimbo-esque cheers ever did."
"You're a bitch I wish I had been an only child sometimes." She huffed.
"Listen princess you aren't exactly sweet dreams either so get over your high and mighty ass and just go take that box downstairs." Carlos said nearly shoving his sister down the stairs because of the force he'd given her the box with. Rosa made a face when Carlos turned and she walked down the attic.
"Thank god... Mom and Papi realy shoulda just stopped at us." Carlos laughed and squatted next to his sister.
"So what else is in there?" She looked through.
"Just records and some papers and... Pictures." Veronica sat cross legged on the attic floor and looked throguh the pictures with Carlos siting next to her. The pictures were of when her dad was very young, probably about 7 or 8. She saw pictures of her grandpa who she never had the pleasure to meet but from the stories her father used to tell her would have loved to meet. Then there was her gandmother who she never go tot meet, her parents said it was because she was sick and they had taken her to get better but she knew that it was because her grandma hated her mother she may have hated the press but it didn't mean that the kids at school wouldn't tell her anyhting about it. She never knew why but if her own grandmother didn't want to meet her mother then Vero didn't want to meet her either.
"Who are they?"
"Papi's parents."
"How come we never got to see grandma then?"
"She hated Mami that's why."
"Why?"
"Stop asking so many questions I don't know!" She said angrily.
"God SO-ORRY! Ms. PMS." Vero rolled her eyes and looked through the album, there were pictures of the aunts and uncles she never knew who looked like nice people which is why it was perplexing that if they looked so nice and friendly how could they hate her mom so much?
"If I ask you who all thos craploads of people are will you yell at me?"
"Those were daddy's brothers and sisters." Carlos' eyes shot wide.
"WHAT?! Your telling me that we never had family but pa had all this crap of relatives and we never ONCE got to see them?"
"They didn't like mami what part can't you get god!" She said on the verge of tears.
"Well fuck man I sure as hell would have liked to know what having family was like!"
"You had us isn't that enough?" She screamed out crying, Carlos looked at her like she was high.
"What the hell are you pregnant?! Why are you cryin?! I am not dealing with this shit." Carlos got up grabbing a box taking it down to the living room leaving Vero a mess in her emotios.
What the hell is wrong with me?
Veronica couldn't control her emotions they were flying all over the place, this had happened before but she always htought it to be PMS or just some random mood swing. But none of them had ever been this strong or so uncontrollable. She dried her tears and looked at the album again flipping through the pages of her daddy and uncles in the legendary Gilman Street that was still up and runnng but now by Larry Livermore's son Jesse Livermore. She stopped at a picture of her father with a woman with long black dreadlocks her father's arm wrapped around this woman who she could vaguley recall seeing once in a while when she was little but after a while she just stopped coming around.
What was her name?
Alice? Alie? Abby?
Well it's not like it mattered the woman was most likely dead or dying so she wasn't of any importance to Vero. She shrugged it off and kept flipping through what seemed to be wedding pictures of her dad and the woman. She knew her father had been married before he married her mom but they never told her who the woman was and seeing her now was weird. Finally being able to put a face to the woman her father used to love. And they did look so much in love thru all the pictures so why did they divorce? It's true that if they hadn't Vero might not have been born, and it's obvious how much her parents loved each other. She heard them fighting once and it didn't last five minutes before they were kissing each other forgiveness. At the time it was disgusting but now it seemed kinda cute, two old people who can't get mad at each other. But still what could have happened between her papi and his first wife that they got divorced? Well she probably wasn't going to find out from a picture so she closed the album and before she got up a picture fell into her lap. She picked it up and it was another of her fatheer.
Boy did her dad like taking pictrues!
This picture was of him with two boys he looked older though probably in his late twenties or very early thirties. The boys looked happy with her father, she didn't recognize these boys maybe they were fans that her father took a picture with. The bigger boy look like her father and the younger one sort of did too so maybe he was realted to them. Probably they were his nephews or something, she saw how happy those kids were making his dad he had a smile that was shining more then a million diamonds and his eyes were light and seemed to have a look that he didn't need anyhting in the world just those two boys. It was making Vero a little bit more then jealous to have to see her daddy hugging them like that, yeah he had that smile on him fo everything big that went on in her life but still that was her smile dammit nobody else could see it but her. She turned the picture to rip it but the words on the back caught her attention.
Joseph And Jakob
Daddy's pride and Joy.
DADDY'S!?!?!
These weren't his nephews?
THEY WERE HIS KIDS?!
HER HALF BROTHERS?!
She was never told of her dad's side of the family that's fine but this was her fmily too! This was her siblings and she had never been told about them.
She wondered if they had ever told them about her, she wondered how old the big one was by the looks in the pictures she figured he''d be somewhere from 9 to 11 so he was a lot older then her, the other kid looked like he was 7 or 9 she wasn't sure but she knew they were older then her because he had been 32 when she was born and fromt he picture of him carrying her at thee house they all used ot live in together he looked more worn then he did right here. But the one thing that didn't change was that smile, that smile that was worth more then a million diamonds. No matter how old he was and no matter how bad his teeth got that smile always made everything better and always made it seem that if the world were to come crashing down it would be fine because nothing could make him happier then that person or those people he was taking the picture with. She missed her dad so much, it was like nothing seemed right without his word in, without him threatening to kill any of her boyfriends. Her mom would say it but they were a duo her mom would be absent minded and add in the wrong thing at the worng time making her daddy have work twice as hard to cover for the both of them. Thinking back on all the times those times there really wasn't one time when her mom was fully there, Vero figured that's how she got her spazzyness.
Putting the album back into the box she closed it picked it up and took it downstairs, she'd have to go visit her mom and talk to her about this she had to know about those two boys.
Her dad's first two kids.
Her borthers
Joseph and Jakob Armstorng.
IF she ever got the chance to meet those two boys she pondered if they would like her. Walking down the stairs she fantazied about what it woukd be like to meet her half brothers.
