Gavin Reed

Detroit: Become Human RP

Detective. Cat Mom. Coffee Addict. Android Hater.

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I don’t exactly know where to start. I don’t usually share my story, not that I think anyone cares enough about me to read this. Let’s just say my childhood started out normal, but as the years went on life became shit.My mother was the sweetest woman I’d ever met. She made sure I was okay whenever I’d gotten hurt or was just upset. She was the kind of person who would sit with you for hours just to listen to how you’d been feeling. She cared, god she cared so much. She was the nicest woman I’ve ever met, but life wasn’t so nice to her.Before I was born, and I mean this was right before I was even conceived, my father cheated on her. That’s how I got my brother... sadly. When my mom found out she must have been broken, but I know she chose not to leave him because of me. How could she? She had no where else to go and was months pregnant by that point. She wanted me to have a life, but things never go as planned.I remember when she told me. She held my hands, my young fourteen year old self so confused. My heart broke that day for the first time, finding out my mother had cancer. She didn’t last long, less then a year, and when she did go, things became worse.My father tried to go back into Elijah’s mother’s life, but she was married then. I wasn’t aware I had a stepbrother out there, but I wish I had. My father would get drunk and rant on about some woman, but I never understood. He was abusive as well. He would hit me a lot when he got drunk. Sometimes I’d be able to hide until he passed out and other times he’d find me and spend a majority of the night using me as a punching bag. I never really understood why he had to take his anger out on me and honestly, I still don’t understand it. At fourteen I came home to find him passed on the living room floor. He’d almost chocked to death on alcohol and his own saliva. The police and CPS came, concluding that he was unfit to be a parent and throwing him in jail for being found of abuse and neglect.Now I was an orphan. I had no one, no other family who’d want to take me. I was in and out of the foster system for years. People would have me for less than a week before deciding I was too much to deal with. I wasn’t fun to be around, but how could I be? I’d lost both my parents within about a year from each other.Eventually they found out about Elijah and his family. When Elijah found out he had a little sister, he practically begged his parents to take me in and they did and god was shit good at first. Of course I had problems, but they knew I’d been through a lot. They, Elijah mostly, would help me through any problems I had, but once again things changed.I was only with them for a year before I ran off. The cops were called and Fowler found me. Elijah’s parents didn’t want to take care of me anymore because I was just trouble and I didn’t want to be with them either. Fowler ended up adopting me and things were great. He paid for me to go to the academy, got me my first apartment and my first car. I loved him... I still do, I guess.I got back in contact with Elijah’s family while I was at the academy. I started seeing them again and apologized for being such a bitch. They understood and things were good again for a while. Than Elijah made that damned android and shit fell apart again.They started comparing me to him. Saying I wasn’t as successful as he was and that I should try to do something more impressive. I even graduated top of my class, but they didn’t care. They didn’t even come to my graduation. The only person who did was Fowler.I tried my best not to be bitter. I was happy for a while and had just decided to cut ties with them again. I was alone again. Or I guess I felt alone, even though Tina and Fowler were both there for me. They both still are. I just have a tendency to push people away.It would be wrong not to include the other reason I’m such an angry person. One of the main reasons I hate androids and everyone and just life in general. After joining the DPD, I was partnered with a man named Mitchell Griffin. It wasn’t long before we fell in love. We were even engaged, but everything fell apart one night while we’d been called to a case. I told him we shouldn’t go. I had this bad feeling, but he convinced me we had to.
That was the night everything fell apart. The man we were trying to apprehend sent a bullet in our direction. We had some bullshit prototype cop android there with us. That android chose to save me over Mitchell because I was younger and apparently had more to give to this world then he did. That was bullshit.Mitchell died in a hospital bed later that night. I’ve never been the same since that happened. It only fueled my hatred for androids more. Not only that, but it made me hate everything.I guess that’s the real reason I’m the way I am. That mixed with the shitty childhood I had. I could try to fix my life, but I think it’s too late for that. I’ll just always be the lonely asshole, huh?[ her father has been in and out of jail since she was a teenager but she has a restraining order. Still, each time he gets out he tries to contact her, even now as she is an adult. He likes to think he can still use her as a punching bag… ]

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