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Parker Emery

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Apr 10 2018, 04:54 PM
maybe i should start over?
Parker Emery & Amber Livingston

thread warnings: hospitalization mention, religion

Curled up in Carrie's bed on a Sunday morning in early March, Parker drifts in and out of sleep, as he has the whole night. Sleep has been much harder to come by since being discharged from the hospital, since he's had to pack up his few belongings from the dorms and spending his time between here and a few friends' places until he gets a more permanent situation figured out.

This time, he's waken up by Carrie shifting out of bed. He can hear her moving around the room, the sounds of her getting ready for the day. For what, especially this early, he has no idea. Turning over, he lifts his head up slightly to see her in the dim, pre-morning light, his voice sleepy as he asks, "Going out?"
Jan 28 2018, 08:39 PM

{ involuntary hospitalization, suicide attempt, self harm, dissociation, alcoholism, etc. }

Parker wakes up in pain, his whole body aching. There's a pounding behind his eyes and dryness down his throat that makes it difficult to swallow. He feels thin sheets over his frame, he's cold, and when he shifts there's this violent pulse of pain that shoots all the way up his arm and to his shoulder.

(The last thing he remembers before this moment is staring up into the bright florescent lights of the emergency room ceiling, trying desperately to keep the colored spots fixed permanently in his vision. Wanting to rise up through the shapes behind his closing eyes, part of him hoping there wouldn't just be darkness on the other side. There were voices too, impatient with his inability to respond. He remembers his phone buzzing and buzzing and buzzing in his pocket, the blood on his hands, vomit on his shoes.)

Letting out a soft groan, Parker tries to sit himself up on the thin mattress to look around the dim room, light spilling in through a door cracked open and leading into a brightly lit hallway beyond. There's another bed set up across the room with a sleeping body under the sheets, a thicker blanket also thrown over their form. Parker can feel his heart pick up, fear and uncertainty and frustration gripping him as he takes in the fact that he's dressed in a hospital gown without any of his belongings. His right forearm is bandaged up, stiff and painful in a way he doesn't recognize.

Parker doesn't move from his spot, just staring down at himself numbly until a nurse pops her head in, making her nightly rounds. He thinks he hears her say that she's glad to see him awake, that in the morning he can speak to a doctor, but his mind is so clouded and far away he's not even sure this is real.

Beyond that last memory, the rest of the events leading up to this are a blur. He has his guesses though.

Curling himself back under the sheets as the nurse goes off to check the next rooms, he feels like a deep pit has been dug out of his chest. He's felt worse than he has in a long time, sure, relapsed in more ways than one, but he didn't want this. After his previous failed attempts on his own life years before he didn't think he'd actually have it in him to try again. Especially when blacked out.

It isn't until his brief (and rather poor) meeting with the doctor a few hours later that Parker is struck with major concern over what his friends might know. Or if he's just disappeared.

If they even care.

When he's told the news that he's going to be under observation for at least a few days, it sends Parker into a enough of a panic that he's forcibly medicated to calm down. He sleeps the rest of the day except for when he's led out for meals, feeling more shaky and sweaty and ill the more time passes. He recognizes some of it as withdrawal, but it's so much worse than he's ever felt it before.

In the evening he meets with a different doctor to discuss medications, and it's the first time anyone's told Parker that he came in with alcohol poisoning. Confronted with a conversation about his alcoholism, this time he just shuts down. He thinks of his mother, everything she told him about the times she was hospitalized, and he's seized with this fear about what's going to happen to him. He can't bring himself to open up to the doctor or to any of the nurses, he's sullen and withdrawn and he knows it's not helping him get out of here.

It's only after Parker's finally agreed to sit in on a group therapy session later the next day that he's given access to a phone. He calls Carrie first, his voice cracking before he can finish getting out his apologies to her. As hard as he tries to keep it together, he can't and the panic comes back just like before. He asks if she can bring him clothes, if she can tell Adlai, and he says so many times how scared he is. By the time the nurses take the phone from him he's medicated again and sent back to rest until his one-on-one session after visiting hours.
Nov 20 2017, 01:23 AM
To get you out of your head
And into your heart

Parker Emery & Carrington Haigh

Contact: Care 💖
Time: 08/31/17, 10:13 pm
    sorry i didnt see your text from earlier iwas at work. howre things going?
Contact: Care 💖
Time: 08/31/17, 10:13 pm
    okay i hope?
Contact: Care 💖
Time: 08/31/17, 10:15 pm
    love u
Sep 16 2017, 05:47 PM

In his newer used car that he finally got signed to his name last week, Parker makes his way over to the UMM dorms after exchanging a few texts with Adlai and letting Carrie know he'll be spending the day with Adlai for his birthday. In the passenger seat is a paper grocery bag with two bottles of kosher wine (different than the one they had last winter together) and a couple of honey-crumb cakes that the store clerk in Jonesport also told him were kosher.

He sends Adlai another text once he parks his car, and then makes his way towards the dorm building, bag in hand. He waits around the entrance for less than a minute when Adlai opens it to let him in.

"Hey, happy birthday," he says with a warm smile as he steps in.
Aug 5 2017, 03:19 PM
when im alone with you
Carrington Haigh & Parker Emery
    Setting: At the PBP house in the early part of summer. Parker's stopped by a little while before work to spend time with Carrie but also... to get some help covering the just visible hickey peeking out from the collar of his work shirt.
*sitting on her bed* "Lorenzo told me putting a cold spoon on the spot helps? If it doesn't, I dunno, do you have make-up that could cover it?"
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