I was 17 years old, I lived in Glasgow, Scotland with my family. We were a poor family just scraping to get by with little to no money to our names. It was just me, my twin brother, Tyler, and our Mother. Our Father left us before we were born, we haven't even spoke to the man. Our Mother tried her best as always but even we knew that wasn't always enough and she thought we would be better off without her. She also abandoned us with no explanation. We were used to this shit by now and thought that we were in our own. Its always just been us both against the world.
We lived in a trailer as that's all we could afford, I left school and got a job to help provide for us while my brother stayed at school. He wanted to go to University and I couldn't change his mind. He knew we couldn't afford it as we wouldn't last with only little money and never would be but I never told him that, I couldn't. The money I was making wasn't enough and had to find a better and more efficient way off making it. That's when I turned to selling drugs on the streets like most people do in this shit hole we call a city. Doing this plus my job we started to keep ourselves afloat. Of course I couldn't tell me brother about this he would make me stop it. But I got too deep in with the guy who was supplying me the drugs and he wouldn't let me go or he would "do something I would regret" as he put it.
A few months passed and my brother was about to graduate high school and I was trying to leave the drugs behind before he finished. The guy then gave me an offer to get out which I had to take. He wanted me to take a trip to Edinburgh and deliver drugs to a buyer. I took this straight away but things never go smoothly for me. I was driving to the meeting point when I heard gunshots and the screeching of tires. I quickly walked through the alley to find bodies everywhere riddled with bullets. There was a man with a camera on the roof above me and I seen a flash and knew this must've been a set up. I ran back to the the car and started speeding home. On the way I phoned my brother and told him to get us plane tickets to anywhere of his choosing and that if he doesn't hes gonna lose me too. I told him about my stash off money under the trailer and to bring that with him while I drove to his school to pick him up before going to the airport so we could get out of here for good.
We arrived in a place called Chernarus and stayed in a place called Vybor in an apartment building. It was small but it worked. It was nearing our 17th birthday the time the dead started to walk and we stayed down at the coast for about a year and a bit, but supplies are beginning to come short and I'll have to go further inland for more.
-Keeping to himself
-Keeping his past life closed
-Getting high and Drinking, anything that makes him happy
-Red [The Colour]
-Shy and depressing people
-Getting close to people
-People who care about things rather than others
- Bullet wound to his left thigh (Scarred over)
-Keep his Brother Tyler safe.
-Keep Gen Z together, they're his knew family.
-Find something that he finds worth it.
Caleb is Jordan's best friend and would consider him family. He's always there when he needs him the most and will always have his back no matter what the situation brings. Jordan trusts Caleb with everything and would do anything to make sure Caleb and Luca are safe at all times.
Luca is also one of Jordan's close friends. Even though most of the time Luca is pissed with him and they both always go against each other over the slightest things, He'd also consider her family. Jordan would do anything to protect her and Caleb.