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Not that fucked up, honestly, but here it goes anyway:
Had a GF, we ended up breaking up. And it didn't take much retrospective to realize how much better I felt once everything was over.
Anyway, due to loads of mutual friends we stayed in touch, and it was pretty drama-free, so it wasn'tas complicated as it could've been. Plus when I was in the army a couple of years later I was stationed pretty close to her and those friends. And in the weekends I didn't have much better things to do than to hang out with them.
One weekend all of us were out getting drunk together. It was pretty fun, but I'm pretty sure that she was trying to get some sort of response/reaction from me as she was always physically closest to me and none of the others, and always found a way of making any topic a reference to when we lived together. Not sure if alcohol was part of her decision making, but honestly didn't care, as I just ignored it all and focusing on having a good time with friends. As the small hours arrived and the bar was about to close she found some dude and became a heavy makeout session in public. When it was time to head home (or back to the garrison in my case) we all said our goodbyes. I don't even remember if she was there or not, which should indicate how much I cared about what she did or didn't do that night.
One of my friends asked me what I had to say about it, and I was relieved (and felt kind of clever about) that my earnest response was "Never before in my life have I felt so indifferent".
After my mandatory service was over I moved away elsewhere for work, and we all basically split up. Then she contacted me out of the blue after a long while and said she wanted to visit me. I just told her straight up "No." and that I had a life going on that didn't involve her. Then there were some allusions to her self-harming, and I told her that her mental health was not MY responsibility and hadn't been for a long time, but I was going to call her mom about it (they were really close). I just put my phone away as I heard some protests and fears in the other end. I had stopped caring about things like that from her long before that point. And that was the last time we spoke. 2007 or so.
And just for the record: I ran into one of our mutual friends a while back, and she's still fine.
Did you call her parent?
No, because I knew her well enough to know it was a drama infused act.