Based on Father/Son Storyline.
"DADDY!" A high pitch scream rang through the house as Tracy Townley, now known as Tracy De Santa screamed from her father from her bedroom door. "What do you want Tracy?" An older man asked as he came up the stone tiled staircase looking at his daughter. "Can you tell your favourite child, to STOP using my clothes?!" Tracy said sounding flustered as she vented to her father Michael, Michael was clearly not in the mood for this shit. Why couldn't he relax? He was mean't to be retired, he was mean't to be doing anything but dealing with this shit. Michael turned to the door merely opposite of Tracys as he clenched his fist knocking on his eldest daughters door. His eldest daughter wasn't full sibling to her younger siblings Jimmy and Tracy but she had been bought up with Amanda as her mother. "Come in!" Geneva shouted from inside the room, her brown eyes looked to her father who pushed the door to come in, as a full set of teeth appeared from her smiling at him. "Please stop taking your sisters things.." Geneva cocked her eyebrow as she looked at her Dad. Michael shrugged his shoulders silently, Geneva made her own money and had her own things. "Dad, I took back my dress she borrowed over a month ago.. I needed it for work." Geneva rolled her eyes as she grabbed her bag, she hadn't a clue where she was going but she needed to get out this house, within seconds of Gen finishing her sentence Tracy, who was blonde and had blue eyes in comparison to Genevas brown hair and brown eyes, screamed out loud, making sure she could be heard by her father and her older sister. "Shut up Geneva! You think your so perfect, when you're just as crazy as HIM!" Gens younger siblings had no respect for their father, Geneva obviously had more respect for her father, she adored him to the ground. Geneva simply rolled her eyes and walked past her father she was over living here, she was over everything, she needed to get out.
"Hey Gen, I can't deal with this either.." Michael tried to reason with his daughter, but he knew she needed a reason to get out. Putting his hand in his back pocket, he fished out a wad of notes. "Dad, I'm not taking your money.." Geneva walked out of her bedroom door, Michael putting the money away as Geneva headed down the stairs now hearing her sister Tracy shouting at Amanda, Gen had always called Amanda, Mom, that's just how Gen was raised. Gen walked into the kitchen hearing the argument, her attention looked down to her iFruit, but her face soon changed it's expression, as she was being humoured by her sister and step mother. "You're such a fucking dictator! Why the fuck not?" Tracy shouted at Amanda as Amanda looked clearly just bored of her teen daughters hormones. "He is not staying the night, he's a bum!" Amanda snapped back, as they both looked too Geneva, in a silent 'I'm not involved' motion, Geneva put up her hands as she raised both of her eyesbrows. It was just one extreme to another with this family. She did love her family and she thought they were hilarious, but one thing was for sure.. they annoyed the living fuck out of her. She walked with her head down looking at her hand opening the front door as she left through the front door. "Ay girl. Is Michael home?" A rough voice spoke out to her from infront. A dark skinned man stood in front the house looking suspicious as she raised an eyebrow. "And who are you?" Geneva questioned the guy infront of her as she raised her head staying put outside the front door, thanking god that this guy could not hear the shouting and the screaming from her Mother and sister. "Franklin Clinton.." It then dawned on Geneva who this guy was. "Oh the guy who stole the car! Yeah he's round back!" Geneva smiled sweetly and headed out towards the front to the black and yellow cab which was going to take her to Portola Drive, a popular shopping area in Los Santos. Geneva walked to the cab parked out side the front of her house, knowing that Franklin had just infact watched her walk on by. Something about that gave her a sense of satisfaction.
"Come home! Mom is going crazy about Dad!" Geneva had been out about an hour and a half before Tracy had text Geneva to come home. Geneva sighed to herself texting back to Tracy immediately. "Ok, I will be 10 minutes, I am at bean machine xo" Bean Machine was round the corner from the house, she had stopped off after spending a bomb in Ponsonbys, she worked there so she got a discount! Picking up her disposable Coffee Cup, Gen saw a Taxi pull up beside her, which was convenient, seeing as she had just set her bags down on the floor to call for a cab. Hoarding all of her bags from the high-class clothing store she loaded them into the cab for the short drive to the family home in Rockford Hills. As Geneva sat in the back of the cab, she felt a sense off relief and was enjoying the radio, it sounded like Non Stop Pop FM, but she didn't care. Robyn sung her hit 'Heart beat' and Geneva sat there letting the music give her some kind of peace before she entered the storm. "Rockford Hills.." Geneva looked at her home as she put the bags on the floor outside of the cab paying the cab driver his fare as she stepped out inhaling the fresh air as deep as she could. If anyone was normal in that household, it was Geneva. She was the level headed one that just didn't take no shit from anyone, she didn't care who it was. A red Sentinel Car came past Geneva as she raised her eyebrow, why was that guy Franklin driving her Mothers car? Her hands expanded as she swooped down picking up all of her bags from shopping as she headed through the open gate, confused to why he was driving her Moms car. "What the fuck is going on?" She muttered to herself as she then saw her clown of a brother, Jimmy getting out the car. As Franklin walked away from the car he looked to Geneva.
"Those look heavy.." Franklin said to Geneva as he took the bags from her hands turning his body to the front door so he could carry them for her. "See Jimmy, if you treated a woman like this, maybe you'd get some pussy." Geneva pointed out, not giving a fuck about how embarrassed Jimmy got, she then looked to Franklin as she laughed, Franklin chuckled straight away as he saw Geneva laugh. "Fuck you Gen.." Jimmy said all red faced heading into the house as Geneva stood there with Franklin just looking into his eyes for a second. "Your family are crazy girl, but you.. you seem chill." Geneva laughed at the comment as she took her bags placing them just inside of the house. "Yeah I get told that a lot.. trust me." She chuckled slightly under her breath as she looked to Franklin. "Jimmy was giving your Pops a hard time.." Geneva immediately rolled her eyes as she crossed her arms. "Sounds about right, my brother and sister don't get how lucky they are.. Dad doesn't fund my spending habits.. I get my paper myself.." Franklin was impressed by how independent she was, she seemed to be like Jimmy, a spoilt, entitled brat. She seemed chill, he could roll with her, but not yet, he'd just met the crazy dude, his daughter in some way was bound to be crazy. His eyes took a diversion to her round butt as she closed walked to the door about to go in. "We'll have to hang sometime.." She said with a smile on her face. "But I'll see you soon.." Gen smiled and headed inside the De Santa approached the open gates of the property and walked out. Man, was that a daydream or was that real?