The next day, Kendall learned that his mother was flying to New York tomorrow. She couldn't get a flight for today, but he didn't care. He was annoyed that she did this behind his back. The only thing that made this okay was that Katie was coming along with her.
"Kendall…" Etta said to him as they sat in his hotel room. He was wondering if she had stayed there the entire night. He knew when he woke up, he couldn't remember anything beyond talking to his mother on the phone. "I need to talk to you…" she said, but looked unsure for some reason. She was biting her bottom lip, nervously.
"What's up?" he asked as she sat on his bed with him. He didn't know why, but it seemed like she was trying to keep her distance from him.
"Well…it's about your talks with Dr. Mulligan. Do you remember anything from them?" she asked and he dreaded telling her the truth of him barely remembering them.
"Sort of. It's weird…it's almost as if I can only remember part of it."
"Okay…" she said with a nod. "I'm going to try something…without Dr. Mulligan present. Are you down for that? You can say no if you're not."
"Yeah…I'm down." he said as he stared at her and she took in a deep breath. He laid down on his bed as she continued to sit on the edge.
"Okay…" she said as she grabbed his phone and scrolled until she found his mother's number. She was relieved that he would still keep her in his list of contacts. "I want you to talk to someone and I'm going to record your reaction, okay…?" she trailed off and he nodded.
"Hello?" his mother answered and he sighed with annoyance. He turned to Etta and looked at her as if she had betrayed him. "Kendall, I'm flying in tomorrow. You can't talk me out of doing it. I'm worried about you, Kendall."
"Mom…I already told you not to come here." he said as he saw Etta writing something down in a notebook. "Unless you're flying Katie here by herself, I don't want to talk about it, okay?" he said and Etta noted that he was extremely angry, yet passive. He wouldn't yell or raise his voice, but she could tell the anger was still there. It was as if he was afraid to be really angry with is mom. Maybe, that's another reason Keith exists. But she had to figure out why Kendra exist. It was puzzling as to why Kendall had a female personality.
"Kendall, I'm worried. I know you're angry…" she trailed off before she let out a frustrated sigh. "Okay, Kendall…you know what…I'm tired of this. I've apologized and begged for your forgiveness and I don't think it's fair you're punishing me for something I've been punishing myself for years. Forgive me, Kendall." his mother said and he just hung up the phone. He really didn't feel like listening to her begging anymore.
"Kendall?" Etta asked as she watched him. She still had her pen in her hand as she observed him. He glared at her as he held his head in his hands. He was breathing heavily and she could tell a personality was about to come. She was trying to decide whether she would force it out or not. "I know you hate your mother, but why don't you forgive her?"
"I don't want to talk about it, okay?" he snapped at her and she knew, against her better judgment that she was going to provoke Keith or Kendra to come out.
"Well, I do. There's something there beyond you not trusting her for lying to you. Can you think of what that thing is?" she asked and he let out an annoyed sigh.
"I don't want to think about it!" he said as he grabbed his head harder. "Ah…" he hissed out in pain and she knew she was close with provoking a personality. "Fuck!" he yelled.
"Keith?" Etta asked and he smirked as he stared at her with an annoyed and amused look on his face. "Yeah…you're Keith…" she said as she rolled her eyes and he laughed. Suddenly, he grabbed her and pushed her down onto the bed. "Get off me!"
"Come on, you knew I was coming out, so you don't have to pretend to be so surprised." he said into her ear as he straddled her.
"Oh, I'm surprised. I thought you would be Kendra. Yeah…we met her." Etta said as she watched his cocky smirk disappear.
"That slut…ugh, I can't believe I share Kendall with her. Practically creaming herself over his friends. So, Etta…who makes you want to cream those pretty little panties of yours."
"Fuck you!" she said as she tried to push him off her. He only laughed at her attempts. "I think I like Kendra a lot more than you…" she said as she struggled to get free. Suddenly, Keith gripped her wrists and pinned them to the bed. "Let go!"
"You like Kendra, huh? Are you a lesbian, Etta?" he said in a mocking tone and she rolled her eyes. "You're bi-sexual, maybe?"
"What if I was? What? Would you be jealous that I'd rather be with a woman than you? You know, what…a trip to the dentist is more appealing than you. You're heartless and you're cold and you're only here because Kendall doesn't trust himself to know the truth of whatever memory he's trying to avoid. You're not even real to me." she said and Keith smirked.
"Really? This…" he said as he rolled his hips into hers making his erection known to her. "…is real." he said feeling her body stiffen. "You liked that didn't you?" he asked as he rolled his hips into her again. "This is real…" he said as he quickly grabbed her wrists in one hand while trailing his other hand to her tank top. He reached inside and placed his hand on one of her breasts. He could feel her nipple harden in his palm. "Your nipple hardening…is real…"
"Stop…" she weakly protested and he only laughed before he began massaging her breasts. She squirmed under his touch to get away from him, but he was pinning her down with the weight of his body. She stared into his green eyes knowing they were hollow and cold. Keith only got off on hurting and controlling people. He was loving that he was making her wet, making her close to the point of begging, making her give in.
"Etta…" he moaned out as he began grinding his hips into hers. A small moan escaped her throat and she knew he heard it. "You want this."
"Get off me…" she said mustering up more strength to fight him. She found him to be more annoying than ever now that her panties were soaked and her heart was racing.
"I know you're wet and horny right now. You probably thought of sweet, innocent Kendall touching you like this…" he trailed off as he moved his hand lower to her tights and slipped his hand inside and into her panties. "Making you this wet. Making you want to come so hard." he said as he rubbed her clit and an involuntary moan escaped her. "Am I still not real to you?" he asked into her ear and as if someone had possessed her, Etta turned her head towards him. She pressed her lips against his ear and allowed the tip on her tongue to caress his earlobe.
"Fuck…" she whispered into his ear and he chuckled before pulling his fingers away and crawling off her. Her eyes popped open with surprise as she watched him cross the room and sit in a chair close to the bed with a smug grin on his face. "You evil bastard…" she said through clenched teeth as she glared at him with rage. "You're so cruel…so cold…"
"What's the matter? The tease doesn't like to be teased? Payback." he said. Etta was sick with embarrassment that she allowed him to do that. Now, she was more determined to help him than ever. She had to help him…for his sanity and hers.
