Keith POV

I went first under the lie detector. It was fine the questions weren't hard, but my mind was elsewhere. I just focused on giving the best performance I could. I was funny and pleasant and oh so relieved when we moved on. Today wasn't about me. He didn't know it, but today was about Eugene.

We'd all noticed how hesitant he still was when it came to opening up to us. I knew he cared about us I just hope he knows we feel the same for him. He really is the glue that keeps us together, but he just doesn't see it. Today that is going to change.

I always worry about my friends but him moreso. He thinks we don't notice or care how he's always drinking - in my opinion his feelings- and how he always scrapes through the intimate moments with saying as little as possible. But I notice and so do Ned and Zach. We all notice and we all care. I hate to see anyone hurting but he's my friend, my brother, and I won't sit back and watch him hurt.

Eugene's questioning starts and it's all I can do to just try to be funny. To try to act normal, but it's so hard. The answers to some of the questions he's asked just break my heart. I'm usually so loud and boisterous but today I can barely speak. The hard questions haven't even been asked and I'm not sure how much more I can take.

When the time is right I give Ned a look to start. Here we go.

I barely speak. I barely listen. Throughout this entire shoot I've just been getting so angry. Angry at those who hurt my friend in whatever past he comes from. Angry that he feels so down on himself and life. And just so angry that I didn't notice. That i didn't do anything to help him. It's very clear that he's suffering and it took me until now to fully realize it.

I only just remember to ask my question when my turn comes. I just ask him the same dumb hair question he's always asked. He gives the same response as always.

Zach asks the question I want to, but am too chicken to.

"Eugene do you know how much the three of us care about you?"

This moment is going to be a pivotal one in our friendship. I think I know his answer but I so desperately want to be wrong.

"... No"

It hasn't been confirmed yet but I know it to be true.

"Dang"

I mutter it quietly, but it's all I can think. All I can say.

"He's telling the truth"

I already knew this but it still hurt. I'm resigned in my decision. This will be the last of that kind of thinking.

"We've gotta be better about that"

I honestly am not sure who I'm telling, the guys or Eugene, but it's true and we will. We will be better friends and brothers because of this.

We walk off set and I'm fired up. No more waiting we are fixing this as soon as we can. I'll fix it alone if I have to.