Post by Deleted on Feb 20, 2013 1:20:04 GMT -5
About My Character:
Full Name: Jackson Chase Parrish
He's been going by his middle name for the past couple of years.
Age:
Eighteen and he was born on August eighth.
Gender:
Male... Wanna check?
Grade:
Senior
Sports/Clubs:
He is the star quarterback on the football team.
Appearance: (Five or more sentences, please)
Personality: (Ten or more sentences, please)
Background:
Jackson Chase Parrish was born on August eighth in South Bronx, New York. He was born at a small hospital to Lisa Marie and Gregory Noah Parrish. Gregory had been abusive for his and Lisa's entire relationship and she resented the baby in her arms because he was conceived right around the time when Lisa was getting ready to finally leave for good. She even had her bags packed when she found out that she was pregnant! Gregory sweet talked her into staying with a mile long line of lies about how they'd be a cute little family just the three of them and how he knew that he would stop abusing her now that she was carrying his baby in her uterus; their perfect little thing made with true love. It lasted for a couple of months and then he began abusing her once again which is what caused Jackson to be premature at 30 weeks gestation. He had breathing problems from the start because his poor lungs were far underdeveloped. They weren't sure if the tiny three pound newborn was going to survive the night and Gregory admitted that he wouldn't mind if the baby didn't make it through the night because he wasn't sure if he actually wanted it and Lisa agreed with that statement.
They were actually disappointed when the doctor's told them that the baby was beginning to thrive in the nicu but they faked the good parenting thing. They pretended that they were going to be just the best parents that this little boy could ever have and the nurses ignored the obvious bruises on the woman's body because how could such a lovely man be anything but the perfect husband and father? He was a true sociopath though not yet diagnosed at that time. He was cold, calculating and unable to truly love anyone or anything not even the sweet little baby boy who was waiting in the nicu for his parents to come in and hold him for the first time since he was born.
They didn't hold him until they were forced to when he was released from the hospital at ten weeks old. He was mistreated from the very beginning of his time at home. He was allowed to sit and scream and cry for hours on end often in dirty unchanged diapers with a bottle of improperly made infant formula or worse just a plain bottle of milk from the fridge which was hell on his poor digestive system. Children are not suppose to have cow's milk until at least twelve months old because their tiny tummies simply can't handle it. He had horrible stomachaches because of it and screamed for hours in pain which only frustrated his parents further. It wasn't right away that the physical abuse began but he was relatively young the first time that his father hit him. Someone in the neighborhood had complained of the constant crying coming from their apartment so Gregory was desperate to get the child to shut the hell up and he hit him which, of course, made it worse so he did something unforgivable and slipped something into one of his bottles so he would fall asleep already. It was only suppose to be one time but one time turned into two and then he used it as his 'secret weapon'.
Lisa was too busy dealing with her own abuse to even think about the abuse that her husband was inflicting upon their child and to be perfectly honest, she didn't even give a fuck. She just liked the attention being on someone else for a change. Things were like this for a very long time and the only thing that kept Chase sane was the fact that he had his best friend, Ingrid Sinclair right down the hall whenever he needed her. They'd grown up in the same apartment complex in the same nasty neighborhood which really cemented their relationship for the future. She was fiercely loyal to him and the feelings were mutual - he would take a bullet for her in a second if need be. He knew that it was a very real chance in their side of town that he would have to fight to keep her safe so he began keeping a pocketknife with him at all times from the age from six. He was scared that someone was going to hurt her like he was being hurt at home and he would do whatever it took to make sure that nothing ever happened to her like that.
He swore to himself that he was never going to be like his father and then he met her. She wasn't a particularly bad person but she did have everything that he wanted and her life was something out of a fairy-tale compared to his life. He was envious and he met her during the worst period of his life which didn't help their relationship much at all. Her name was Esme Reynolds and he called her 'Reynolds' from the very first day that they met. It was something kind of sweet that only he could do and he knew just what he was doing as he swayed her with compliments. He knew how insecure that she was just from looking at her. She didn't appear to have any legitimate confidence in herself or in the fact that she was actually quite lovable. He knew that she would blame herself for his mistreatment and he knew that she wouldn't tell a soul if he could just utter those three words. Three little words and he had someone to take his frustration out on. She wasn't a girl to him at this point.. Just a human punching bag.
"You're scared, Reynolds." His words caused the thirteen year old to raise a brow, "Scared? What do you think I'm scared of exactly?" She giggled nervously as she tucked a piece of brunette hair behind her ear. He had made an off-hand comment about how much that he loved brunettes and she was suddenly sporting the color the next time that he saw her. "You're scared of me." He shrugged as if it was the easiest most simple thing in the world to understand. Her look of sheer confusion proved otherwise so he decided to just do something a little bit risky and give her a kiss.. Just one kiss on her lips to make her see what he meant, "You're scared that maybe it's not a lie when I say that I'm falling head over heels in love with you, Reynolds."
He was lying through his teeth but she didn't see that. She had stars in her eyes that shined brighter than the ones in the dark night sky. She could never forget the feel of the cold moist grass beneath their bodies. They spent hours laying out in the woods behind her house making out and telling each other everything that they adored about each other. The difference? Everything that she said was genuine and coming straight from her heart. Was it naive to believe that she was going to be with this boy forever when she was only thirteen? Yes, of course but she was always a dreamer. She was the kind of girl who thought that there was a prince and he was just the type of guy who could pretend to be that.
He didn't abuse her physically until he had gained her trust enough that she thought that he was a knight in shining armor. She had told all of her friends that he was just the perfect guy and then nobody would believe her when she flipped and said that he was hitting her. He didn't realize that she was desperate enough to keep his love that she wouldn't tell anyone a soul that he was mistreating her. He hit her for the first time when they had been together for two weeks and it was a shock to her. They'd been arguing about what they wanted for lunch and he just reached over and slapped her across her pretty little face. One slap turned into throwing her and pushing her down whenever she upset him or said something that he didn't exactly agree with and he knew that she'd put up with it. He knew that she would be too desperate to be loved to even think about letting it slip. Dallas Kennedy was one of the first people who found out because he spotted a bruise on her body and it was obvious that it had come from someone not an accidental fall at soccer practice or 'walking into a door' or whatever other insane excuse that she could possibly come up with. She was raised better than that! She should know that she was worth more than the abuse that she suffered.
They'd been dating for three months when he first touched her sexually in a way that she didn't enjoy. He slipped his hand up her skirt when they were watching a movie at her house and he held her there.. Like that... Because he liked the control of making her squirm and making her beg him to stop and then he did. He stopped so suddenly that she wasn't sure if she had even made it all up inside of her head. She didn't say anything about it to anyone and just decided that it'd be alright as long as he didn't do it again but it did happen again just like everything else. He was being molested at home by his own father and he was just going through the cycle of abuse all over again. He shoved his penis into her mouth a couple of times but it wasn't for the sexual release; it was for the power and the control. He lacked control at home so he got it from his relationship with her.
She was just a human pawn in his twisted chess game.
He lost it when his mother left in the middle of the night when he was fourteen and did the worst thing that he had ever done to her. They were in a taxi going into town and chatting happily about what they were going to get for dinner and what kind of ice cream that she wanted if they got it when he snapped so suddenly that it took her by surprise. She was use to his little outbursts but they were never in public. He started screaming at her about how she was ruining his life and how much that he regret meeting her when he tried to push her out of the moving taxi. They'd been dating for eight months when it happened and she finally pressed charges. He may say that he believed that she was just trying to ruin his life but he admired it. He admired the strength that she had to come forward and admit that she was over her head and that things had gone too far. He had never once thought to report his father's abuse yet she did it so confidently.
He was given the choice to either go to juvenile hall or live at an all boys reform school. He chose the reform school and his father was soon arrested for the
Other:
- Lactose intolerant & has an extremely sensitive stomach
- Giant homophobe
- Is trying hard to recover from his mistakes
- Still in contact with his father