You had turned up -- or, more specifically, were left -- on Trevor's doorstep. Your mother had decided she was not to deal with a child anymore, and had given responsibility to your father.

Of course, neither of you knew eachother, but it wasn't like Trevor could send you back -- he didn't even know who the mom was.

Over the months, you and Trevor had developed a bond, and he'd introduced you to his friends, Michael and Franklin.

The sounds of Trevor and Michael arguing ricocheted off of the walls. It was a miracle the two were even considered friends.