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Emerick Klous

"I only want to be free from this trap..."

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a character in “Fighting Through the Pain”, as played by PrincessBoy

Description

Name:
Emerick Klous
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Nickname:
Emery or Em
Age:
19
Role:
Boy 3
Appearance:
Emery is average for his age. He stands at 5'8", but he doesn't weigh that much though. His skin is pretty pale and just the slightest emotion can make his skin go red. His eyes are a striking blue and pierce through anything. Long eyelashes surround it and his lips are pink and thin. His hair is the color of chocolate which is very easy to style as he always gels it when his parents aren't looking. Both of his ears are pierced, but he only puts studs in when his parents aren't near. His body shape is normal with a hint of feminine curves, but not so much. He has average muscles, but cannot get abs for the life of him. His clothing style is in the making. He wants to wear things like this (xlxlx), but so his parents don't find out about him, he wears things like this (xlxlx).
Personality:
Emery's personality can be described as the nice guy. He is always open for new ideas and just loves to talk. He's mellow and calm, being relaxed is what he usually is. He has a lot of sarcastic humor that some people usually don't get. Even though that is him, it also isn't. Deep inside, he depressed and lonely. Being the type of person he is, he is easily hurt and offended. One can call him a crybaby even. He always wears his emotions on his sleeves which he knows his brother knows. Easily scared, he is always being manipulated and doing whatever his brother says. Other than that, he is a closet romantic, loving all things that remote to cuddling, roses, movies, or big dinners. He is also easily embarrassed, a lot of things make him red and cry.
Likes:
Italian food, romantic things, roses, poetry, reading, cats, the color blue, thunder storms, his laptop, and lollipops.
Dislikes:
Being alone, the pool, the sea, beaches, blood (faints at the sight of it), his brother, his parents, yelling, fighting, and dogs.
Fears:
The dark, dying, drowning, and swimming.
History:
Emerick was born and grew up in an extremely orthodox family who thoroughly believed that homosexuality was a sin. Em was convinced and lived that way, but soon as he graduated from elementary school and onto middle school, he was starting to doubt himself. He found himself staring at his guy friends in different ways, including inside and outside the dressing rooms. Soon enough, he was starting to think he was gay. To make sure he wasn't, he went out with Girl 3, but soon enough, he broke up with her. She never gave him any satisfaction in the ways he got from looking at guys. So he convinced himself that he was really gay. Of course, he couldn't confine to his his parents. They wouldn't understand. His brother, he thought, would understand. He thought wrong. Soon after he did, he was proven that what he did was a mistake. His brother was threatened and started to blackmail him into doing whatever he told him to do. Out of pure fear, he did what he was told because if he didn't, his brother would tell their parents which would result in being kicked out.

So begins...

Emerick Klous's Story

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Emerick "Emery" Klous


Emery knew he was being manipulated. Ever since that conversation with his brother, his life was never the same. He was proud to be homosexual, but no one could know about it. He wasn't ready to be out on the streets with nothing in his name and broke. Sometimes he found himself curling up at night and crying himself to sleep, hoping to wash away all his worries and fears, but no hope has came. He felt like this was going to the rest of his life, hiding behind his brother's shadow and lying to his parents about his sexuality. He was being eaten up from the inside. Some tears were starting to gather in his striking blue eyes, but he simply brushed them away as he made his way to the bookstore.

Sighing and just forgetting about everything, he passed a dark alleyway by the bookstore. Though, it was short lived. Three guys came out of the alleyway, three guys he knew all too well. "Well, well, well. Look who's here? Everest's little brother." Emerick gulped and backed away from the guys. "Hey, hey. Not so fast." They grabbed him and shoved him into the alleyway. He could of gotten away, but they were stronger than him. They were always stronger then him. Always. "Good thing Everest told us you would be here. Now we can talk to you like the buddies we are." Em's lips quivered as he hit the brick wall behind him. There was no way to run now. "P-please don't hurt me...I'll do anything, just don't tell mum or dad." The guy snickered and laughed at him. He could feel tears gathering and falling down his now reddened cheeks. "Look at this fag! So weak! Haha!" Then, as soon as it started, he was struck on his cheek and in the stomach. He fell to his knees, sobbing even louder and clutching his stomach. "P-please! S-stop!" But they didn't listen. They just started to kick while he was down. "Look! Now the little queer is whining! How pathetic!" This was worst than the last time they picked on him. Usually they would hit his stomach and then leave him be, but this time he was getting the full treatment. "STOP IT! HELP ME!" He screeched at the top of his lungs, hoping for someone to save him, but he knew know one would rescue him. He just wished he never told his brother about his sexuality in the first place... "Now the faggot is crying for help? Haha, like that would ever happen!"

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Character Portrait: Emerick Klous Character Portrait: Lucas "Luke" Trainor

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Lucas "Luke" Trainor


"Hey Luke, would you run to the gas station and buy a half gallon of milk? We're out and I need some for dinner tonight." his mom called from the kitchen. "Yeah mom. I'll be back soon" he went into the kitchen, kissed his mom on the cheek, and grabbed the keys off the counter. He hopped into his car and drove to the gas station. When he pulled up and got out he could hear something faintly. It sounded like a cry for help but he wasn't sure where it was coming from. He listened for a moment and he heard it again. He started moving toward the sound and practically stumbled upon three guys beating the crap out of another. He heard a homophobic slur and before he realized what he was doing he ran in, full tilt, and hit the first guy square in the nose. He heard a sickening crunch but he didn't stop. He threw the guy against the wall and proceeded to throw punches at the other two. Two of the guys immediately backed off but the leader seemed bent on making this boy's life a living hell. "Trainor?" the guy laughed with blood running down his face "Isn't this nice. One faggot sticking up for another! What? Are you two lovers or something? Please, don't let me get in the way."

Luke moved over to Emerick's side and asked him if he was okay. He threw him his keys and told him what his car looked like and told him to get in. He helped him up and told him to go. Then he turned back to the jackass. "Why are you so threatened by him? Afraid his gay is contagious? Or do you just like picking on guys who are gay that are smaller than you?" he said moving so he was inches away from the guy's face. "Get the hell away from me fag." he said, with a tinge of fear in his voice. Luke laughed softly. "Thats what I thought." He punched the guy in the face again and shoved him up against the wall, making sure his arm was cutting off his air. "Now you listen and you listen good. If I see you or hear of you physically, mentally, or verbally hurting that kid again, HELL if you even THINK of hurting that kid again I WILL hurt you but I will be sure to break MORE than your nose." Luke released the guy and started to walk away, but he knew he couldn't threaten the guy without him retaliating. The douche bag's friends charged up behind Luke. One of their punches successfully landed on his eye, and one caught him in the mouth but that was all the damage he would let them do. He swung 2 more punches one to the temple and one to the stomach. The 2nd boy fell. Then he moved to the third. He kneed him in the groin and pulled his arms behind his back with one arm. He kicked him hard, square in the back. All three guys laid in the alleyway groaning and Luke just shook his head.

He wiped his bloody lip with his shirt, walked into the gas station, grabbed the half gallon of milk, and slapped some money on the counter before walking out again. The clerk didn't say anything he just looked shocked at the state Luke's face was in. Luke got in the car and looked at Emerick. He was pretty beat up too.

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Emerick "Emery" Klous


It all happened so fast for Emerick. He wasn't actually thinking someone was going to save him, but someone did save him. When the kicking stopped, he looked up and saw a guy punch the leader in the nose. He continued to watch the fight with his big blue eyes in slight fear and curiosity. When Luke came over to him and asked him if he was okay, he nodded meekly before he was giving the keys to Luke's car. He nodded once again before standing, with the help of Luke, on wobbly legs and ran out of the alleyway. Anywhere away from that alleyway was okay for Emery. His tears kept coming down as looked for Luke's car. Once he found it, he hurried up and got into the car. He bit his lip and cried some more as he hugged himself. Why did he help me? No one helps me...what will happen if Everest hears about this? His whole body shivered at the thought. He just shook those thoughts away from his mind and brought his legs to his chest, in a semi-fetal position. A smile was brought to his face as he was glad he was saved. He rested his head on the cold window, waiting for Luke to return.

Once Luke was in the car, he flinched and looked over at his face. It was even worse than his face. Which reminded him that his cheek was throbbing in pain. His hand immediately covered it, trying to get the pain to settle, but he knew it wouldn't soon. He even realized that his tears had stopped. He gulped once again, trying to find his voice, but failing pretty bad. "I-I...u-m, uh...T-t-thank y-you...for s-saving me..." He found himself crying again. Maybe it was the fact that someone actually saved him for once. Whatever it was, it felt really good to actually cry in front of someone and not just by himself. He hoped Luke wouldn't think he was weak, he just needed something to comfort him.

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Character Portrait: Emerick Klous Character Portrait: Anna Rae Hayden Character Portrait: Indiana "James" Carver Character Portrait: Lucas "Luke" Trainor

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Indiana "James" Carver


Indiana waited for a few moments to see how she would react, mentally taking note of her body language and facial expressions; though they were limited. "What's going to happen now? I mean... after this?" she asked rather quietly. "Well. I'm going to give you two choices. One, you can stay here and sleep. Most residents choose this option because of the long hospital stay they had. Or two, you can come with me to the rec room and watch tv, draw, or do things of the like." He always gave the residents the second option because he knew that night and the next day would be one of the hardest throughout their stay. Withdrawal would be a nasty thing and he wanted to let them relax or have a little bit of fun before the process started. "The choice is completely up to you. I'm not going to try to sway you either way." he smiled softly and stood casually as he waited patiently for her to make her decision.

Lucas "Luke" Trainor


Luke sat silently in the car for a few minutes. He didn't look at Emerick and he didn't say anything. "I-I...u-m, uh...T-t-thank y-you...for s-saving me..." he heard the boy sputter beside him. "Assholes like him get a thrill out of picking on someone different than him, but from my perspective...you have the upper hand. He's afraid of you. He's afraid of what you symbolize for him, and the fact that he can beat you down makes him feel better...makes him feel less scared. You don't deserve that. You sure as HELL don't deserve that." Luke started the car and drove off. He didn't ask Emerick where he lived nor did he care. He wanted to show the boy a safe place to be...his home. He flung the front door open and put the milk on the counter. "Hey mom. One more for dinner." he said softly. His mom was about to say something when she turned around and saw the state of his face. "Oh God Luke. What happened?" then she saw Emerick and a twinkle lit her eye. She pulled a couple ice packs out of the freezer and wet down a couple rags. "Clean yourselves up and ice your wounds. Lucas...Keep that ice pack on your eye." she said, watching Luke remove the ice pack from his eye a few times.

She sat down at the table and said, "Now tell me what happened." without missing a beat Luke started talking. He had no idea that it was unusual or could be uncomfortable for Emerick. "I found Cromwell in the streets kicking the crap out of him" he said gesturing toward Emerick. "Are you gay sweetie?" she asked Emerick casually. It was as if she had asked the question a hundred times.

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Emerick "Emery" Klous


Emery didn't know what to say after Luke's words, the words that he wishes to say, but he was too weak, a coward, to say those words. Though, he wished to tell him that the reason they were beating on him was because of his brother. thinking of his brother, he went back to his dark thoughts. What if Everest tells his parents? He would have no home to go to. So lost in his thoughts of his brother, he didn't notice Luke starting the car and driving off. He bit his own bruised lips, not caring for the pain, only worrying for the worst. He finally noticed that the car moved when the car stopped at a place he hadn't been to before. He automatically filed out of the car and followed the other male into the house, sort of scared to do anything else. He sure didn't want to go home, somehow...being near Lucas he felt sort of safe.

Seeing Luke's mother with the ice packs, he then felt all the pain he was in. Not just from the punch to the cheek, but the kicks to his stomach. He softly groaned in pain as he held his stomach, trying to sooth the pain. He listened when Luke telling his mother what happened. Though, he didn't know half of the story. He almost started to cry again until a certain question was asked. "Are you gay sweetie?" Emerick was flabbergasted. He blushed very noticeably as he tried to cover his face. "I-I...y-y-yes." It felt good to answer that question. He was able to fully tell someone about himself. Even if it wasn't confident, at least he was able to say yes for once. "A-and...and y-you don't know the full s-story...of w-why they were...b-b-beating me." He smiled nervously and then held his stomach again. He wondered what his stomach looked like about now. With his pale skin, probably all purple with some slight bleeding. He was sure of it. Well, this shirt was ruined.

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Character Portrait: Emerick Klous Character Portrait: Anna Rae Hayden Character Portrait: Indiana "James" Carver Character Portrait: Lucas "Luke" Trainor

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Indiana "James" Carver


Indiana could tell she was surprised that he had given her two choices. He watched as she closed her eyes as though it was the toughest decision of her life. "TV sounds good" she said finally. Indiana nodded and was about to head out with her when she spoke again "Are there a lot of other people in the rec room? I don't want to talk to anyone" Indiana nodded slowly. "There ARE going to be other people in the rec room, but believe me...they're not going to want to talk to anyone either, so I wouldn't want to worry about that." he smiled softly as if to tell her that she'd be safe with him either way. "What about talking to others bothers you?" he asked softly. He started walking toward the rec room next to her and made sure they took a leisurely pace, he didn't want her to feel rushed. He was starting to realize having his own resident wasn't going to be as terrifying as he thought. But he knew not all the residents were as calm as she was. 'Besides...Withdrawal won't start for a few more hours...we'll see how she is then...' he thought.

Lucas "Luke" Trainor


Luke's mother watched as Emerick clutched his stomach and her face twisted in frustration and sympathy. She also realized that her question startled him, like it was the first time he'd been asked. "I don't mean to make you uncomfortable hon. There's no judgement here." she said softly with a smile. Luke smiled as well. "Can I take a look at your stomach? I want to make sure you don't have signs of internal bleeding" she asked. Sincerity in her eyes. "You may as well let her or she'll give you that look until you give in" Luke laughed lightly "She was a nurse for awhile." he added.

"A-and...and y-you don't know the full s-story...of w-why they were...b-b-beating me" Both Luke and his mother were paying full attention now. "Then tell us the full story" Luke said softly, mimicking his mother's careful tone.

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Character Portrait: Emerick Klous Character Portrait: Lucas "Luke" Trainor

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Emerick "Emery" Klous


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.

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Character Portrait: Emerick Klous Character Portrait: Anna Rae Hayden Character Portrait: Indiana "James" Carver Character Portrait: Lucas "Luke" Trainor

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Lucas "Luke" Tranior


Luke's mother examined Emerick's abdomen and shook her head. "Well your abdomen is still soft and I don't feel any signs of internal bleeding but you have a bruise the size of a grapefruit, and it's going to hurt like hell for awhile." She said softly. "I would recommend taking typical pain killers, drinking plenty of water, and sleeping more than you do right now. The body heals faster with proper hydration and sleep." Luke rolled his eyes. "You don't need to give the speech anymore mom." he laughed. She smiled lightly and got up to finish dinner.

"Well...it started when I was f-fifteen...I c-couldn't tell my parents t-that I...I-I was g-gay...So I told my b-brother..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..." that was enough to make Luke mad again. Luke's mother shook her head in disappointment. "You're welcome to stay with us anytime sweetheart. This is a nonjudgmental house." she smiled brightly. Luke nodded in agreement. "A-and...I forgot to mention that my...m-my family is extremely c-catholic.." This time it was Luke who shook his head. 'What happened to love thy neighbor like yourself?' he thought. "A-and they w-will kick me out if I-I am g-gay.." Luke saw that coming. He assumed thats why he told his brother. He had to tell SOMEONE. Luke's mother put down her spoon and wrapped Emerick in a hug. "I'm serious. If you ever need a place to stay we have a guest bedroom that would fit you perfectly" she smiled and kissed him on the top of the head. "Now, do you eat ham and scalloped potatoes Emerick?" she asked simply

Indiana "James" Carver


"They ask questions" she replied simply. Indiana nodded. He definitely understood that. When he had to go through therapy he never wanted to talk. The therapist always asked questions that were too hard to answer or too personal. He watched as she flinched when she saw the lightning. "Thunderstorms bother you huh?" he said "We'll go to the cafeteria and get you something to eat. It doesn't have many windows in it and not many people sit and eat in it because food is typically brought to the rooms...." 'Because the symptoms of withdrawal are so severe that most people can't make it to the cafeteria.' he added mentally. "It's not any trouble. I'd tell you if you hit your limit, but i'm pretty hard to upset." he smiled lightly.

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Emerick "Emery" Klous


Emery nodded at Luke's mother about his injuries. He did need more sleep. His brother would always make him wake up to early, either to make him lunch or to bother him. Sleeping sounded so good right now though he was too hungry (and in too much pain) to sleep at the moment. He giggled cutely at Lucas telling his mom not to tell that speech. It was cute how they had such a good relationship together. Now, only if he was that close to his own parents. His eyes went sad for a slight moment before shaking it off. He needed to stop being depressed about the whole subject and move on.

"You're welcome to stay with us anytime sweetheart. This is a nonjudgmental house." Emerick smiled sadly and shook his head. "I don't want to intrude. I-I can handle it..." He kept his sad smile as the tears started to flow down his cheeks. He felt so embarrassed crying like this, but he needed to let it all out. He needed to talk about everything. He can't keep it in all the time as it was slowing tearing him apart. He decided to just cry it out when Luke's mother embraced him. Not even his own mother had held him like this. It felt so warm and safe. Safe is what he wanted. "I'm serious. If you ever need a place to stay we have a guest bedroom that would fit you perfectly." Em stopped his crying and sucked up his tears. "I-I would like that...a lot...," he practically whispered. He felt his heart ached just a tiny bit being away from his home, but he couldn't call it home anymore. If he felt scared and threatened at home, he shouldn't being living there. He was tired of living in fear of everything he does. He blushed at the thought of staying at someone else's house, never even been to a sleepover before (even though this wasn't even close to a sleepover). "Now, do you eat ham and scalloped potatoes Emerick?" Emery felt like this was his new home or a safe place already. "Actually, that sounds very delicious right now. Yes." He smiled innocently and giggled again as his stomach growled a little in hunger.

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Character Portrait: Emerick Klous Character Portrait: Anna Rae Hayden Character Portrait: Indiana "James" Carver Character Portrait: Lucas "Luke" Trainor

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Lucas "Luke" Trainor


"You would not be intruding dear, It's an open invitation. I'm not just being nice" his mother said with a smile. "It's true. One of my friends lived with us for 2 years because she had abusive parents. Our house is always open" Lucas added. His mother shook her head softly and handed Emerick a few napkins to wipe his tears. 'Kid probably doesn't get hugged much' Lucas thought. The look of anger on his mother's face was apparent. He could tell she was angry about Emericks situation and he agreed with her. Nobody should have to go through what he was going through. "You've got to tell your parents sometime. If you want to stay tonight and call your parents tomorrow you can do that but I don't want to worry them, no matter how much I disagree with their values" she said softly. "Or if you want me to go with you to get some of your things from your house i'll do that too...then you can tell them." Lucas could tell that part of Emerick wanted to go home and he understood that. It was his family after all...no matter how horrible they made him feel.

Lucas' mother scooped a large helping into a bowl and set it in front of Emerick with a spoon. "I'm not sure how much you eat, but Lucas here can eat his body weight in food." she laughed and Lucas rolled his eyes. "Football does that to a guy" he replied shaking his head.

Indiana "James" Carver


Indiana observed as her facial expressions went from confused to frustrated to conflicting and back. He wondered what she was thinking about but knew it couldn't be anything good. "Yes" she said simply. Indiana just nodded his head. He understood that everyone had their fears. 'How does someone so incredibly beautiful end up on the streets?' he wondered, then he shook his head at his own ridiculous thought. 'Beauty doesn't determine homelessness. Besides you're not allowed to think of her that way. She's here for treatment for a serious problem' he thought. But part of him couldn't help but admire her strikingly blue eyes. He could see the pain flash into her eyes. The pain of a long hard life. He knew that look. Many of the pictures the orphanage orderlies took of him looked like that. He understood the feeling, but he didn't say anything about it... He didn't feel it was his place to discuss his life..nor did he want to.

"If I can just have something...I don't care what it is. Toast" Indiana shook his head. "I can do you one better" he smiled and walked into the kitchen. He scooped beef stew into a bowl and brought it out to her. "Beef stew. I recommend you eat it now...Withdrawal is going to happen soon and you're not going to want to eat" he said bluntly, but he knew she understood. "So are you the one who's going to take care of me?" she asked. "Yeah. I was assigned to your case." he said simply