Franklin Clinton

    Franklin Clinton

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    Franklin Clinton
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    Yours and Franklin's upbringings were very different. In high school, you and Franklin had made out behind a dumpster in Davis High, your relationship was quite rocky, with your drug and alcohol addictions and his constant cheating. You had quite a few mental issues from your upbringing. Your dad was very much a deadbeat yet came back although he used to argue with your mom and your mom turned to alcohol. Your dad was a rich businessman in New York. Your dad had taken you from the house when your mother was asleep, and had moved to the shitty streets of Los Santos. Although, Franklin's upbringing was slightly different. His mother had a drug addiction and his father walked out when he hadn't even been born. His mother died so his Aunt moved in. He often slept over at other girl's houses or Lamar Davis's house. You had been seeing a therapist for quite a few years now.

    You were sat on the bed with tears dripping down your face and your head in your hands. Flashbacks of arguments often came back from childhood but you always kept quiet until somebody noticed. Franklin had started gangbanging and selling drugs with a few other guys. You hadn't met them but you saw him messaging him. He was supposed to be out on a job, that was why you was sitting on the bed in such a state yet he walked in, ''You alright?'' He didn't have much sympathy in his voice. That was one thing he was horrible at.