JENKINS, aaron marshall

[aaron]

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NAME: aaron marshall jenkins
AGE: nineteen
GENDER: male
SEXUALITY: bisexual
CRIME: murdered his little brother’s pimp, issues with authority, many counts of assault.
PLAYBY: corey pattakos
MEMBER GROUP: bullet.



LOVE: dominance, alcohol, sex, violence, power, mind games, strength, bondage, s&m, his brother,
HATE: his mother, being submissive, drugs, smart asses, honesty,
STRENGTHS: manipulation, lying, topping.
WEAKNESSES: constant liar, secretly hurt, fights too often.
SECRETS: tried to stop his stepdad from hurting his brother, convinced his mom to leave his stepdad, loves rubber ducks.
FEARS: losing control in general, drowning, falling in love.
PERSONALITY:
- Angry
- Manipulative
- Violent
- Unforgiving
- Ruthless
- Harsh
- Distant
- Cold
- Sadistic
- Insecure
- Jealous
- Vengeful
- Dishonest
- Controlling
- Dominant


HOMETOWN: California, US.
PARENTS: Eden mari jenkins, famous singer, forty-three. mother.
demetri kluczenko, record producer, fifty-six. ex-stepdad
SIBLINGS: ethan samuel jenkins, seventeen, fucker.
OTHER RELATIVES: none.
HISTORY:

“It’s a boy? You told me it was going to be a girl!” The ever-famous Eden Mari Jenkins screamed at the doctor holding her newborn son in front of her. “No, Miss Jenkins, we told you he was going to be a boy. You said you felt he was a girl.” Bad choice on the doctor’s part. The woman screeched at the top of her lungs for him to get out, and to take the bastard boy with her. The doctor moved around the room all the same, doing what he had to do with the brand new baby boy before taking him down the hall where he would be tended to. From the time he was born, Aaron Marshall Jenkins was nothing special. He was raised by nanny after nanny, all who left because they couldn’t handle the poor boy’s mother. She was a star, and felt she had every right to do as she pleased, and had no place in her son’s life. He wasn’t what she had wanted. He was a boy. All that Eden Jenkins ever wanted was a baby girl, and when she didn’t get one, it was as if the world had stopped. Through her pregnancy, she created the most shocking scandals, and endangered her baby more times than the paparazzi could count.

Aaron was two years old when his life started to seem brighter; his little brother Ethan was born in late December. The toddler was so confused when his little brother didn’t come home from the hospital with his mommy. He’d started talking by this time, asking his favourite nanny where the newborn was. “He’s being taken care of, miel.” Aaron was told constantly, though it never answered his question. It was five full months before the toddler, now three, finally laid eyes on his brother. Every chance he got, he would sit in the big rocking chair with his brother in his arms, rocking him gently and giving him little kisses on his soft forehead. Aaron would tell him garbled stories that made sense to no one, stories he couldn’t remember after, but Ethan would always drift off in his arms like a sweet little boy.

As Aaron grew older, Ethan clung to him, and for the most part the boy didn’t mind. Their mother was rarely ever seen, only for pictures for magazine to make herself look good. It was just the two boys and a nanny or two. Aaron did everything he could for his brother, taking care of him when the nannies were gone and generally just being there for his brother. When the small boy started to get picked on, it was Aaron who came to his defence, knocking the bullies senseless without a second thought. His actions went unpunished; Eden thrived on it, searching for sympathy for her audience for her ‘demon children’. His need to protect Ethan became larger and more encompassing, where Aaron was scarcely away from the younger boy. They had a bond he thought would never be broken. That was until Eden married Demitri Kluczenko when Aaron was nine. Instantly, the record producer gave Aaron the creeps. He avoided him at all costs, which wasn’t hard since the strange man was around as much as Eden was, not at all. Ethan started to change before Aaron’s eyes, becoming more bubbly now that he knew Aaron would always be around to protect him, even more flamboyant. The older boy liked that his little brother felt so free to do as he liked, but he hated the way the bullies still tormented him when he wasn’t around.

At twelve, Aaron was still the silent one within the house, though Ethan was the opposite. The younger boy had started to argue heavily with their stepdad. Though his efforts to convince Ethan to stop his arguing were strong, they were fruitless. By the time Aaron was thirteen, his brother had started getting beaten by the old man, and the rape had begun. Each night that it took place, Aaron sat in the next room, his own bedroom, and tried to block his ears from the sound. He could hear his brother crying out in pain, screaming for him to help, and then silence when he was out cold. It tore at him deeply, that he could do nothing to save his baby brother. He attempted many time to get his stepdad to stop, threatening him with words and finally a gun, which he stole from the angry man, but nothing worked. Aaron did, however, manage to convince his mother to leave the scumbag, forcing her eyes onto a younger man with all of the potential in the world. Aaron was seventeen by the time the man was out of their lives, and the bond between himself and his beloved brother had been shattered.

Ethan knew nothing of Aaron’s attempts to stop Demitri, thinking that he just stood by and let the rape and beatings happen. Aaron, with his pride in the way, would never admit to trying to save his brother, rather taking it deeply inside of him and holding it there. He let the anger and resentment build and burn inside. He resorted to alcohol and sex with anyone he could lay hands on, and eventually Ethan. This was his way to exact revenge on the bitter boy who had struck him so deeply. He didn’t beat him senseless, but he would fuck his brother, or just toy with him and leave him sweating and lustful. Aaron didn’t care anymore, as long as he was in control.
Aaron found out of his brother’s prostitution at the age of eighteen, the legal age to be tried as an adult in the state of California.

Ethan’s pimp wasn’t safe for long. Finding out all the information he could about the one controlling his brother, Aaron mapped and planned out the perfect murder, leaving his maimed and mangled body out in public where it would be seen, and he would be caught. He just didn’t care anymore. He would kiss for whatever he liked, and whoever he liked, the moment they stepped in between himself and his brother. Despite the burning resentment and bitterness between them, he was sure he still loved him on some deep, deep internal level that could scarcely be touched.

He was tried, convicted of first degree murder and quickly sent to Desolation Row at the age of nineteen. The decision was made without a second thought, due to his prior consistent assault charges.

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