After all that mess , I talked with my Uncles and they made me feel alot better! We ended up going to a oriental restaurant and I ordered fried rice with shrimp and something else and shared :D. Now this is where we're at now .
"Mmmmm yummy :D" i say having a GIANT plate of food .
Uncle Mal and Brian laughed with me . I was the only child of the band , well they had kids but the wives / mothers of the kids never wanted them to tag along case if anything crazy happened . Uncle Angus always took care of me when Dad and the boys/ my uncles when to go drink alcohol. He wasn't a drinker , surprisingly, but he did have his days where he drank a little bit but nothing overly intense like Dad and the others do . I usually stick around him cause I'm around his height , well a little shorter but hey man .
"Heya kid you good?" Uncle Angus says .
I'm literally passed out on the bench at the booth in the restaurant. Lmao , that day was just a mess overall
"Heya Phil , I think your kids in a food coma" Uncle Mal said laughing .
I was actually comfortable where I was , I fell asleep in between Uncle Brian and Daddy . I laid on Uncle Brian's lap . He carefully put me on Phil's lap in case if he moved too hard on me . Daddy stroked my hair comforting me cause honestly, I knew I was gonna get sick from eating too much at some point . I woke up to being in the studio with Mike Fraser , I didn't like him , occasionally, Uncle George came around to see what was going on , the album was almost done.
"Alright boys, we gotta go to New York tonight so we can finish up the album"
I woke up , but felt sick as I knew what was gonna happen , I ran to the bathroom getting sick throwing up . I made it just barely , Dad came to comfort me while I got sick pulling my hair back and rubbing my back as I got sick . I washed my mouth out and felt a lot better.
"Sorry Uncle Cliffie , I got sick in your bathroom😞" I say nervously fiddling with my fingers .
"Aww kiddie , it's alright!" he says happily not mad at me.
I was happy cause .. Mike yelled at me for when I was about 2 years old spitting up on his chest for the Razor's Edge album for my Dad's band. God , he traumatizes me because he always yelled at me in the studio when Dad was doing his part in the songs . Luckily , he was there when Mike almost hit me with a microphone cord cause I was almost knocked something over by mistake when I was trying to grab something of Daddy's way when he was recording . That was also the day that Daddy also whacked him with a bass drum mallet . I thought that was funny but it also scared me to see him yell .
"Thank you Uncle Cliffie!" I say hugging his leg . Uncle Cliff was a G I A N T , probably the tallest one in the band but hey , it's a big band with small people including myself .
"Gennie , pack your bags , we're heading out to New York!" Daddy says excitedly knowing it's my dream .
"*gasp* WHAT ! THATS - *runs to my room grabbing everything I needed*" I say excitedly . I grabbed everything I needed, which wasn't much cause I was pretty content and didn't ask for much like other kids . I just grabbed my favorite clothes , my camera, my notebook and pen , my hair accessories and products , a pair of shoes and my toothbrush of course! Everyone was packing , I was done of course and played some music on my cassette player, and just felt calm . I listened to Chuck Berry of course ! I must've been singing softly cause Uncle Angus was joining in . I shared my headphones and let him listen and I sat on his lap happily with his hat :D . After a while , it was time to go to New York, I got in Daddy's car and we let Uncle Mal and Ang tag along in the back and Cliff in the front , Uncle Bri decided to just get tipsy in a limo although he had to pay for it, oh well that's his problem. I played with Uncle Angus and Mal , it was called what "Who's the best in the band" well you obviously knew who I was gonna say . It was obvious because me and him were close. The airport was bright tho , it had wayyyy too many lights, no wonder people wore sunglasses at the airport 🥴.
"Daddy , why is there so many people here 🥺" I say nervously not used to seeing so many people around me.
"Its an airport ! People go to different places around the world, that's why there are so many people" he says walking with my hand.
"So you can go anywhere around the world anytime and anywhere? Without paying?!"
"No lovie , *laughs* you have to pay , you have to pay for everything, or should I say most things like transportation aka the plane and car , food , drinks , hotels or apartments depending where your going or what your going to do , it all depends" he says trying to calm me down.
"Ohhh okie" I say happily . I got on his back and sat up on his shoulders .
I read something that looked familiar that I saw when I was a little younger that what I am .
"AC/DC" i said in my head . AC/DC was the name of the band! Well at that time I was still trying to process stuff but I also did have a photographic memory so that helped me a lot .
"WOOK AT THE PWANES :D oh man this is so cool!" I say with my ADD excitement. I always knew when I was getting to excited , I always tried to keep it under control , like rn , but sometimes like yesterday when I had a little seizure my ADD got out of hand from the aftershock of getting beat up with those girls .
"Yeah! The planes are what get people to Point A to Point B" Daddy said .
"Psst hey kid👀" Uncle Angus said while Daddy was going to grab Uncle Brian . I almost got lost , luckily Uncle Malcolm found me and took me to a bench.
"Psst hey kid👀" Uncle Angus came to me .
I look at him questionable.
"I brought you this :D" he says giving me my favorite candy . I wasn't supposed to have candy cause the sugar obviously wasn't great mixed with my ADD excitement.
"*gasp* phank you!" I say hiding it in my small pocket . I ended up putting it in my luggage/suitcase.
I hugged him . I looked around nervously and kinda panicked and came close to Uncle Cliff and Malcolm. Uncle Angus was also a heavy smoker , not a drinker or druggie, surprisingly. Uncle Malcolm, eh depending on his mood and days yknow , Uncle Brian, eh well.. yeah yes he was an alcoholic but didn't drink much when he was happy but also did . Uncle Cliff , yes , he was a drinker. It was time to go , we were finally gonna get on board , I wasn't paying attention as I was deep in my thoughts till I heard a yell from somewhere which was a guy yelling at his wife and a glass bottle broke between them and then.. the security arrived. I was in shock as everyone else just left to the plane.
"Genevieve? GENEVIEVE. WE LEFT THEM" Daddy said .
I was in such shock cause it reminded me of a certain memory that I've seen before , but couldn't remember , it felt like a story that I was told and its action happening . *gasp* I know what it is , Bon Scott and Uncle Malcolm , I've gotten told this before .. oh my god it's just like the story . I finally stopped and just stared , a security guard was running and headed my way and I was terrified , I started running to the opposite direction. But I also did hear a familiar voice, Daddy it was .
"GENNY! COME!" he said looking at me.
I was in a dead end from the guard , I couldn't run left or right , I was trapped between him . I started hyperventilating as he was opening his arms and lended me a hand to get me up but he also had a grin . I panicked and then I screamed. The whole airport could've heard it from the walls radiating the sound and echoes . Daddy pushed him off me and kicked him, well, not in the greatest spot for a man and the man fell . I was traumatized by both the scenery before the guard came and when the guard came .
"Are you alright Gennie?" Daddy said holding my hands at my height on the floor.
"I saw something, it looked familiar, do you remember that story you told me of Bon and Uncle Mal that happened before I was born?" I said .
"Yes and what about it?"
"I just saw it happen to a couple, a bottle broke and the tension in their eyes looked and sounded familiar from what I saw, it scared me but showed me in a way. I was waiting for someone to grab me cause I know you guys left and this guard came running my way and I was scared so I ran away and he trapped me , he had a grin on his face too.." I said nervously looking at Daddy . He held me and put me on his back, back to the plane. We were headed to New York . I sighed in relief on his back and snuggled my head on his shoulder in happiness and felt much better not being around so many people. I didn't like being around other people especially cause I was smaller than everyone around me .
"Daddy! We're headed to New York!" I say happily yelling .
"Yes we are kiddo , you feeling ok?" He asked .
"Mhm , I think I should take pills , although I know I hate them, they're good for me and my anxiety too" I say happily asking for them. He settled me on the plane in my own little area next to him and I took them . It felt good to take them after what I'd seen cause honestly , it was and wasn't the thing I wanted to see but did anyway. I told everyone on the plane as we lifted off . I started to get sleepy by the noise of the plane and ended up falling asleep on Daddy . He was content and let me sleep on him , he didn't even move an inch til I woke up . He must've been stiff . The flight was exactly almost a whole day , well , because we lived in Australia and New York was in the US states . When I was back home , I loved to see the brochures of New York and the Twin Towers! It was fascinating to a young person like me.
