[TOUR] On The Road

[sean michael cutler]

Sean smiled at her faintly. "And maybe talk to them about changing his epilepsy medicine," He offered, watching them go. He heard Xander sigh and glanced at him, wondering why he seemed so troubled. He had wanted Aubri to get help, that didn't seem to be the problem. But when Alex caught his eye, he looked away.

"They're gonna be okay big guy," Brandon huffed with a smirk as he passed Sean.
Sean scoffed. "Says the guy who's like, fun sized."

[harper reese lebeau]

Harper climbed into the back of the car they'd put Trez in, watching them put Aubri into another. "I'm right here, okay?" she breathed, reaching over to take his hand and hold it close. He slowly traced her fingers up his arm, looking over at him. "They're gonna fix you, okay?" She carefully started to unwrap his hand to check and see if it had stopped bleeding. She bit her lip as she saw one of the paramedics watching her from the front seat, knew Sean must have said something about them checking her out while she was there. She held Trez's hand tight in her lap, looking down.

[trez matthew steele]

Trez eyed her warily, chest rising and falling swiftly, but he relaxed as she spoke. Until she touched his hand at least. "Ow," He hissed, pulling it away with a grimace and holding it close. He had hit the backboard of the mirror, too, frowned down at his throbbing hand. He bit his lip, slouched down and rested his head on Harper's shoulder, tring to relax.

[harper reese lebeau]

"I'm sorry." She said quietly, running her hand over his chest as he laid down. She barely had her eyes closed before the car came to a stop and she heard Aubri screaming again. One of the doors opened, and a nurse helped him out, Harper climbing out after him. She reached up to pull her jacket back up on her shoulder, but it only fell again. She followed closely before a nurse told her she had to wait outside while they medicated him. "N-no.. You're gonna have to tie him down.. He told me to come with him.." She mumbled, messing with the end of her sleeve. She knew it was her turn next, and she'd have to tell it all in front of Trez.

[trez matthew steele]

Trez followed them, stiff. But the parasite wanted the opposite of what he did, and that was to take control. He squirmed in their grasps, spitting foul words at them as he tried getting away until they finally got him to a bed and strapped down his chest and legs. He snarled in agitation, trying to bite the nurse and she sedated him and forced him to swallow the pills, then unwrapped the towel from around his knuckles slowly. "Ow! Fuck you!"

[harper reese lebeau]

"You're hurting him.." Harper cried, tugging on her sleeve. She was scared, for him and her. Terrified that he would be hurt. "Please.. Please.. I-I don't wanna wait out here.." She pleaded, and the nurse finally let her in. She chewed on her lip, covering her mouth with her sleeve. She walked over, sitting down in the chair next to him before she started to play with his hair. "It's okay. Everything's gonna be okay." She whispered, leaning over to kiss his forehead.

[trez matthew steele]

Trez squirmed, crying out in agitation at the simple fact that he was completely stuck, couldn't move his arms or legs off the bed.
He glanced at Harper in brief recognition, gasping in pain as the nurse began to clean out his knuckles of glass and wipe out the blood. "Stop touching it!" He screeched, not daring move his fingers, writhing again. But the sedative and medication was kicking in.
"After this dose, he should calm down for the night, he may still be uneasy and jittery on and off the next day or two. But as long as he keeps up with his medication, it should force the parasite dormant. And, as for his hand, he probably cracked the nuckles. I'll have somebody come and look at that once he's out."
Trez jerked again, closing his eyes. "Need Harper.." He mumbled brokenly, easing up, and the nurse loosened the strap over his chest so he could pull his good arm free and take her hand in a loose grip. Minutes later he was out, the nurse telling Harper that she would have somebody come in for her to talk to, and that if she got the help she needed and agreed to medication if she was told she needed it, they would be released as soon as Trez and Aubri woke and got cleared.

[harper reese lebeau]

"I'm right here.." She said quietly, holding onto his hand once his arm was let go. She held it close, looking over his face. She was almost terrified of the butterflies she'd gotten when he simply said he needed her. She bit her lip as the nurse talked to her, nodding her head before she laid it on the railing, holding Trez's hand. She was so tired she thought she could fall asleep right here. She hummed their song that was stuck in her head, busying herself with reading the posters on the wall.

[trez matthew steele]

Soon enough, somebody came in to talk to Harper, asking her what things were bothering her and why those on the bus said she seemed troubled, angry and depressed at times.
The doctor gently untied Trez's other arm and laid his hand flat on the table nearby, picking out the rest of the glass and sticking the cuts. He wrapped them in gauze, and then a tight wrap around his wrist and palm and over the four damaged knuckles so they wouldn't hurt or be shifted even more while they healed.

[harper reese lebeau]

Harper looked up as the doctor came in, holding tighter to Trez's hand. "And you gotta fix his seizure medicine.." She said quietly before she forgot. She gently ran her fingers through his hair, wondering if it were better or worse that he was asleep. She'd have to tell him all over again and he wasn't awake to comfort her. But he also didn't have to see her cry.

"A guy in my class asked me to prom.." She mumbled, chewing on her lip a minute. "He.. He must've took that as an invitation to make me his rag doll. He would pull me into the locker room and.. nearly tear off my skirts.. He'd shove whatever he had near him in me and tell me to take it like a girl." She let go of Trez's hand to reach up and dry her cheeks. "Until a teacher walked in once because I was crying and he was about to slam my head into the lockers.. That's why I started dressing like a boy, so no one else could hurt me like that.. And then he shoved me down the stairs at school the week before prom and I broke my leg above the knee. I just.. didn't want anyone to know.. So I decided if I was mean, they'd never ask me what's wrong.."