Profile
(WIP)
Name: Rockwell Jackson
Age: 24
Status: Single(?)
Rockwell Jackson grew up in the sprawling city of New York, son to Newton Jackson and Penny Jackson. Rockwell grew up rich with a silver spoon in his mouth. His family comes from old oil money, his father now managing the Jackson oil business started by his late great grandfather.
Rockwell grey up in a traditional Christian household, his father and mother were strong believers in Christ while he himself wasn’t so keen.
His father always tended to keep his distance, Rockwell never really knew why, but the way his father looked at him made his blood turn cold.
Sometimes he wonders if it was because whenever Rockwell looked in the mirror, he could never see an inch of his father in him.
After all,
His parents’ hair is blonde,
While Rockwell’s is brown.
His mother was a kinder poison, a sweet lady and a lover of all things beautiful and quaint. She told Rockwell many times that she would have loved if he were a daughter, that way she could pamper him with all the things she wasn’t able to have as a little girl. But for every sweet word there was a sense of weakness and guilt hiding behind her eyes.
When Rockwell was 13 he had his first love, and he later cursed himself for it. When his father caught them sharing his first kiss he beat Rockwell black and blue, chasing his young lover out. He told Rockwell such attractions were of the Devil himself, and that he should have known better before giving into such unholy temptations.
“Man shall not sleep with man,” he said.
Of course that never did stop Rockwell.
After this incident he began rebelling against his father, at first subtly but as his resentment grew so did his tendency for the irrational.
When he was 16 his mother died of rabies after attempting to befriend a squirrel in their family garden. For the next year Rockwell was overcome with grief as his father could barely even stand to look him in the eye.
At 17 Rockwell joined, not a bad crowd, but not the most savory crowd for the son of a billionaire. Through them he was introduced to drugs, alcohol, gambling, sex, ect, often going to clubs to escape the home live he didn’t want to face.
He became immersed in this new life, and
