Kyle has signed his contract to be a coach for the point guard team mates at the university. He is pretty excited as he will be starting in another 2 months. It's a rather normal day as I am sitting at the dining table eating lunch as I type the latest adventure for my characters. Kyle is sitting in the living room reading a book. I am just glad he has been in a good place. It's been a while since I have seen him read anything.
I glance at my phone as it has started ringing. It's good old Kenny.
"Hey man," I greet.
"Hey what wait you up to right now?"
"Just writing the usual. Everything going okay on your end?"
"Yes," replied Kenny before pausing.
"Oh god," I sigh. "What is it?"
"Well I was offered to shoot an amazing scrip today for my porn company."
"Where are you going with this Kenny? You get offers every day." Kenny laughs.
"This is not funny but funny at the same time, at least for me. Some um yeah I was asked to do a movie for NBA player Kyle Broflovski and his unknown lover Stanley Marsh." I start choking on my spit. I can see Kyle looking over at me. I take some deep breaths and get some water from the kitchen.
"Kenny please tell me you are kidding dude," I said standing at my kitchen island.
"I would not joke with you about this," said Kenny. "I had no idea where this came from. I went online and apparently Us Weekly has an article on you guys."
"Jesus Christ," I said pacing back and forth. Kyle just got in a good head space. This is not good at all.
"What's going on?" asked Kyle. I can't lie to him, he also doesn't like to be babied.
"Us Weekly ran an article about us," I inform while opening the internet tab on my laptop.
"How?" asked Kyle. "It's impossible." I search for the article as Kenny explains the article painted us in somewhat of a bad light. They mentioned that maybe Kyle was experimenting because of his near-death experience, like what the fuck. Sure, enough there is article of Kyle and I. Whoever took the picture it was from inside Kyle's home during that 4th of July weekend. They had a picture of us hugging, kissing, and then talking. I feel so valeted.
"Dude one of your guess did this to you," I tell Kyle. "Look at this!"
"Omg, Cat!" said Kyle. He still has his reading glasses on as he goes to grab his car keys.
"Kyle wait," I exclaim. I follow him to his pick up climbing inside.
"What's going on?" asked Kenny.
"Kyle is going to talk to Cat," I explained. "I mean maybe she doesn't know yet."
"She will know soon enough. I mean everyone reads US weekly."
"Thanks a lot Kenny but I have to go."
"Alright man. Be safe and good luck." I hang up almost wishing I asked Kenny did he decide to make this so called phony porno featuring a fake me and Kyle. I shiver thinking about it and not in a good way. We get to the house. I am glad Kyle doesn't ask me to stay in car. We head into the house and everything is quiet. Kyle starts to their master bedroom. I kind of hang back in the hallway. I hear tussling coming from the bedroom and I take off down the hall. I run into the room and start pulling Kyle off of who I thought was Catherine until I spot her in the corner of the room holding up a sheet to cover her body.
"Get off of me!" screamed Kyle. I am not loosening my grip as I look at the floor making out some guy I had seen before. "You are fired!" I am so confused right now. I can see that Catherine has recovered. She is now dressed in a loose button down shirt that belonged to the guy on the floor as it is really baggy on her.
"That's fine because I quit!" yelled the guy from the floor. "You are lucky I don't sue your ass."
"Cooper, get your shit and let's get out of here," said Catherine.
"What the fuck is going on?" I asked. Catherine is loading up her suitcase and she looks over at me.
"You must think I am an idiot. You think I didn't know you were fucking my husband." I let Kyle go as the color drains from my face. Catherine chuckles. "It doesn't matter, I am done with him anyway. I married a successful basketball player, not this faggy depressed loser."
"Fuck you, you gold digging bitch!" growled Kyle.
"You did and the shit was weak," said Catherine. "If not for Cooper my kitty would have cobwebs. The only thing you had going for you was your money and now you don't even have that." Cooper is now dressed.
"You are an idiot," stated Cooper. "I can't believe you thought she was spending time with her family that much. Big news, she was fucking me while you were here with your dick up this guy ass." Kyle punches Cooper in the face sending him flying to the floor. I know what we were doing was wrong but two wrongs don't make a right. I actually love Kyle where it seems like Catherine was just fucking this guy as something to do or maybe he is her next victim.
"Kyle, stop it!" Catherine screamed. She went over tugging for Kyle to let Cooper go. Sure, I could have stopped Kyle from decking this guy but he is such a douche I decided to let him take that punch. Kyle pushes Cat sending her to the floor. He hit Cooper one more time before standing up over him. "Come on babe let's get going." Catherine was struggling to get to her feet. Once she is on her feet she is continuing to run off at the mouth.
"You can have all this shit Kyle," said Catherine walking towards the door. "The payment from US weekly was enough to cover everything." Kyle lunges at her but I stop him before he could reach her. I am struggling to hold him back. Catherine rushes off down the hall. When she is out of sight I am still holding Kyle. I let him go once I feel like they are gone.
"I knew she was a bitch but come on!" Kyle cried. He started to toss some things around in the bedroom and I do nothing to stop him. Kyle pulls out his cell calling his PR agent. I am glad he somewhat recovered to at least do that. I text Craig and Kenny about what had happened. I have so many unanswered questions. Like how long did Catherine know? How long was she seeing this Cooper guy? I guess that doesn't really matter. At the end of the day she married Kyle for his status and nothing more. Kyle ends his call. "Let's get out of here before I burn this house to the ground."
We quickly get back into the truck. While driving, Kyle is making a lot of calls. He first fired the personal staff. He then hired a lawyer and then called his bank to get a new personal banker and to have his money moved. Lucky for us Catherine had not touched the money yet. Kyle pulls into my drive way and we see Craig and Ike outside.
"Mom and dad have been calling me," said Ike not bothering with a hello.
"I bet they have," snarled Kyle. "I can't believe she did this to me."
"I'm not surprised," replied Craig with his arms crossed.
"Craig, not now," I replied unlocking the door. I let them all inside closing the door and locking it.
"Have you gotten a lawyer already?" asked Ike.
"Yes," replied Kyle walking over to the kitchen to grab the liquor. "I already have my PR on top of everything." I have no idea how his PR is going to spin this shit. I mean Kyle was married and cheated on his wife with a man, no spinning that. This guy is going to have to earn his paycheck with this situation here.
"Where you ever going to tell me?" asked Ike.
"Tell you what?" he asked.
"That you have been cheating on your wife this whole time with Stan? Why did you even marry her?"
"A part of me loved her and wanted to see her happy. I thought she was happy with me but I was wrong. Does that make you happy?"
"Of course not bro, come on. I am just trying to understand. Your sleeping with Stan probably pushed her into that guy arms." I see Kyle's face darken with anger.
"She never loved me. She loved my money so you can shut the fuck up with that bullshit." I start walking towards Kyle because I can see him losing it. "Are you aware that if Stan was not apart of my life I would no longer be on this earth. I hated my life! I hated myself! I hated everything. He is the only person who fucking noticed."
"That's not true!" screamed Ike. "I did fucking notice but you wouldn't talk to me. We had to get the information from Kenny about what happened to you." Kyle folded his arms.
"Fucking Kenny," he muttered.
"Hey hey," I said looking Kyle in the eye. "We all love you. We knew something was off but we didn't know what. We just want you to be happy at the end of the day."
"Ditto," said Craig sitting on the couch looking uncomfortable. It is rare for Ike and Kyle to argue. When they do it can be pretty intense.
"You guys can hang out if you want but I am going to run a bath for Kyle," I informed them as I lead him upstairs. I got the bath started and went back to my room to see Kyle sitting on the bed.
"Do they know about my suicide attempt?" he asked.
"No," I replied. "I would never tell them something like that."
"You know Stan, I have loved you a long time but I always ignored it. I wonder what my life would have been like if I had given in to that inner voice." I can feel myself blushing.
"No need to talk about the past Kyle, it's done with. You actually done more than most people our age. You have much to be proud for." He puts his face in his hands.
"God I wonder how mom is going to take this," From what Ike told me she couldn't stand Catherine and is probably doing backflips.
"Let's not think about that right. Let's get you in the tub so you can relax."
"Omg what about my job!" exclaimed Kyle. "What if they fire me because of this!" I grab Kyle's face and kiss him. I can't promise that he will be able to keep his job but I want him to know I am here for him and I love him. I love everything about him. I know he loves me just as much. I don't condone Kyle for trying to die because I was not in his life. I know it is because everything else was hard for him and I was just the cherry on top. We are so connected to each other it's scary. It's also the main reason I continued to be with him despite him being married. In the end I knew I had his heart.