The Book Of Vincent. Chapter Two.

Chapter Two.

As you might be wondering, how did Vincent meet the mysterious XQUEENXOFXALLXGOTHSX? Well, to answer that question, I must tell you Vincent’s past. I know, it maybe long, tedious, and boring, but in a way, it might be crucial later on as this story progresses.

Vincent GesuDio’s earliest memory happened when he was only three years old. He could not remember anything else that had happened before hand, though he wished that he could remember events prier to this. The memory was of his late father. His father was a chronic alcoholic and when Vincent was three, he started to realize how it would destroy his family.

While Vincent made people assume that is home life was nice and good, in reality, it was not. Vincent’s family was starting to separate at the seams because of his father. One of the best examples was on Christmas Day. His father, drunk, took the family car and drove away. The police found him, but to what news they delivered, the family would never expect. To this day, Vincent can remember all of the details of what had happen.

A bang. A huge bang on the wooden door at the front of the house. A tired woman by the name of Veronica (mom) walked to the front door, pushing back the huge, gray cat. Behind the door, was a buffed and tall police officer.

“Veronica GesuDio?” he asked, uncertainly.

“Yes?”

“My name is Lieutenant Nick Keitel. May I come in?”

“Have you found my husband?” she asked hopefully. The police officer just shacked his head and pulled out a piece of paper.

“May I come in?”

“Oh, yes, please.” she said hopefully as she lead him into Vincent’s office. Once in there, she pulled out two cups of coffee and they started talking.

“The good news is that we found him. But before we go on, you need to see this photo.” Handing her the photo, she just screamed and started to cry in pure, agonizing shock. The photo showed Vincent’s father but crushed up and with some heavy skin damage done, especially where the leg was, revealing the metal archetype that had been replaced. “Right now, he is being held in the state’s prison hospital.”

“Prison hospital?!” Veronica said.

“Yes, prison.” Lieutenant Cage said with a heavy sigh. “You see, Mrs. GesuDio, when he was found, the car he was driving was destroyed. It is a miracle that he is still living. But, when we cleaned up the scene, we found the corpses of a child. When he gets out of the hospital, he will be sent to court where he will await trail. But, right now, I need you to come down town to fill out some paper work. Bring your kids.” When she went to get Vincent, he told her he did not want to go. The officer did tell him it will be awhile until she comes back, but even with that, he still said no. When they left, Vincent did not wake up. When he awoken much later, he saw the ridiculously mangled body of his father in the guest room, with a police tracker on his ankle.

Because Vincent had rich grandparents, they were able to bail out his father, and, it was a good and bad thing. It was a good thing because his father started developing cancer in his back, legs, heart, and head. It was bad because he started getting addicted to pain killers and more drugs like alcohol and Morphine. It was bad because during the time, Vincent’s family started falling behind on bill payments, loans, and taxes. Sadly, they had no money to pay off these debts because every time they did, his father would spend the money on drugs. And, over time, the

His mother on the other hand, was in her own right, not in good condition. Due to the fact that she was in pain, she decided to lock herself up in her bedroom during this time. Sense Vincent did not want to be around the depressing state of his father, he decided to be around his mother and threw her he started to learn more about why his father is an alcoholic and why he can't be help. All of that was in the fourth grade.

In fifth grade, Vincent was feeling his worst. Because he still had the ingrown toe nails, he could not exercise and as such, became overweight. Then because of his father, he had no friends and everyone hated him because he grew to become antisocial and he ended up becoming some what of an outcast. Because he had no friends, he turned toward the internet for help. There he found XQUEENXOFXALLXGOTHSX. She understood him, and tried to help him, and what came out was a friendship like no other.

When Vincent’s family decided to move, his father said that he did not want to go with them, because he knew he was in a bad state of mind and did not want Vincent to see his down fall and everyone knew that he was dieing.

After the fifth grade, things started to look up. But only for a while. The middle school in which he went to was better then elementary school in a way that the teachers accepted him more. But that was the only good thing that had happened to him. Most of the time he was by himself, wishing that he could escape the world God had putted him. One of the most important examples was the P.E. coaches. There were four of them and they tortured him to no end. First example was the fact that he could not run. And because of that, they continuously kept on failing him. Kids made fun of him because he was over weight, and they started stealing his possessions and destroying anything he owned.

Then, toward the end of the year, two shocking things happened that changed him forever. First had to do with what this kid done to him. What he done was this. He wanted to know if Vincent was a male or female. So to find out, he punched him in the testicle. Because of that, the kid was suspended for the remainder of the school year. This changed every chance he had ever gotten to having friends. Sense there were no witnesses to the event, everyone believed Vincent made it up just for attention. The second event was much worse.

One week before the last week of school, Vincent got some of the worst news in the world. He still remembers the events as if they had just happened:

Walking up the bleachers during the last school fellowship was The Assistant Principal of Discipline. She eyed Vincent. She singled him to come down. When he did, she motioned him to follow her out of the auditorium.

“You need to go and get all of your things.” She said with a grim attitude. He went to his language arts room to retrieved all of his belongings. There were few things for him to get; mostly books. He followed her toward the front hall. Out side was one of the counselors.

“Vincent!” she called him to come and see her. When he walked into her office, his mom was there. ‘What know?’ he thought as he sat down. In her office was the other principals and counselors.

“Mom, what is going on?” he looked into her eyes and could see tears streaming down her face.

“Vincent,” his mothers voice sound crack and distraught. “I was about to order our plane tickets to see your father in Memphis, but before I did, I had this weird feeling. So I called your father to see if he was alright. But when I called, the hotel checked his room.” she took a long pause. “When they came back they told me he was… dead.” At that moment, Vincent’s entire world fell to pieces. He started crying, slamming his wrist against the table, yelling at the top of his lungs. The principals decide to let the Gesudio family a week off to mourn over Vincent’s father’s death.

While at Memphis, they found out that Vincent’s father had a life insurance policy on him. With the money, it was instructed that they were to move out of there apartment and move somewhere else. It took three years of planning, but they sound there destination: Colorado. Vincent’s mother had always loved Colorado, so they decide to move there. Which leads use to present day.