Emerick saw the look in the woman's eyes and just decided to give in. Though, he was thoroughly embarrassed of showing his body even if it was to help him with wounds. He lifted up the dirtied shirt, showing off his badly bruised skin. It may have not been bad, could of made it look that way because of how pale he was, but he was pretty sure they were bad. And as he thought, he was bleeding a little in some places. He groaned at the sight of his wounds and bit his lip. It was making him a bit queasy, just a little. "It's not that I'm u-uncomfortable...I've n-never been asked that q-question before..." He gulped as the pain was a little bit unbearable, but he knew that Luke's mother would fix him.
"Well...it started when I was f-fifteen...,"Emery was nervous, like if Everest was actually listening on their conversation. But he needed to stop worrying about Everest and about himself. "I c-couldn't tell my parents t-that I...I-I was g-gay...So I told my b-brother..." Tears were welling in his eyes as he was remembering that awful memory. "He blackmails me...If I d-don't do what he says, then he t-threatens to tell mum and dad about me being g-gay..." He was pretty sure he had tears going down his cheeks, the sting that came from the tears hitting the bruise on his one cheek. "A-and...I forgot to mention that my...m-my family is extremely c-catholic..." He brought his hands up to his face. He has never told anyone about his life, never. Anybody he deemed close to telling were automatically 'not' his friend anymore, thanks to Everest. "A-and they w-will kick me out if I-I am g-gay..." He couldn't say no more. If he did, he would be a sobbing mess. At this point, he was letting all his emotions fly out the window.