Later that night, Kendall woke up with Etta sitting on the bed next to him. She was dressed differently. He couldn't remember a thing besides her talking to him. He dreaded to know if his alter personality emerged and done something he knew he would regret.
"Etta?" he asked causing her to jump a little a the sound of his voice. "I'm sorry. I just woke up and you're here sitting on my bed. Did we?"
"No…your alters emerged. I was actually wondering if you were going to wake up being you instead of your alters." Etta said with a small smile on her face. "Kendall…we have to talk. It's something I discovered while your alters took over." Etta said as she watched him sit up. "Would you be willing to talk to another therapist? See, when I was talking to your alter, Keith, he let something slip. He started saying something about your real father. As if you've seen him before…" Etta trailed off as she watched Kendall's confused expression.
"What?! I've never met the man in my life. I just know my mom told me that the man I thought was my father, wasn't."
"I know, but…Dr. Mulligan and I think it's some sort of repressed memory…" Etta trailed off as Kendall bolted from his bed and searched for his phone. "What are you doing?"
"I'm calling my mom. If that man did show up, she would know…" he said as he scrolled through his list and dialed his mother's number. "Mom…I need you to come to my room." he said before he hung up not giving his mother a chance to respond.
"Kendall…you have to stay calm…" Etta said as she watched him pace around, nervously. She feared that Keith would show up and things would spin out of control. "Your mother is a trigger because you're angry with her."
"I know, but if she knows anything…" he said as he was interrupted by a knock at the door and he knew it was his mother. He opened the door and his mother walked in. "Mom, I want you to tell me everything about my father." he demanded and his mother was so shocked at the sudden inquiry, she had to take a minute to process it. "Etta and Dr. Mulligan think I've met my father before. Did you see him and didn't tell me?!"
"No!" Mrs. Knight said as she watched her son get angry. "You've never seen him before. That's why I didn't you about him being your father. I didn't see the point."
"That's bullshit, mom! You didn't want to tell me about him because…" he said as he sighed and tried to calm down. He didn't want Keith to emerge again. He wanted to stay in control. He didn't want to do anymore damage.
"Kendall, I'm not lying. The only time he came around was when you were 5 years old. He had found out about my pregnancy and tracked me down."
"And you didn't think you would fucking tell me about this?!" Kendall screamed.
"You were asleep upstairs. I didn't think it would be important." Mrs. Knight said and Etta gasped as she thought of something.
"Perhaps…he wasn't asleep…" Etta said and both mother and son looked confused. "Think about it. Kids don't really go to sleep when you tell them. I know I never did."
"But, why can't I remember seeing him if I saw him? Is this the repressed memory you were talking about, Etta?" Kendall asked and she sighed.
"I think so. I have to call Dr. Mulligan. See, the other therapist is a hypno-therapist, Dr. Lisa Marks. If you go under hypnosis, she could help guide you through your memory and perhaps there could be some sort to merge with yourself and your alters."
"What? You mean…I'll be cured?" he asked and he was wondering if there was hope for that. He couldn't go on like this. He couldn't go on waking up fearing that he might have done something horrible or embarrassing. His career and his friends' career were on the line.
"I don't know." Etta said before turning to Mrs. Knight. "I need you to tell us everything you know about the day his father came to see him."
"Well, it at night…when my husband was working he was working nights. I had just put Kendall to bed and I heard a knock at the door. When I answered it, I tried to immediately shut the door, but he overpowered me and busted in. I pleaded with him to leave, but he just chuckled. We argued and…I don't know the specific details…I'm sorry. It was so long ago…"
"It's okay, Mrs. Knight." Etta said with a sympathetic smile before she turned to Kendall. He was so angry and she knew if he didn't calm down soon, Keith or Kendra would emerge.
"Why are you taking her side?!" Kendall shouted and Etta closed her eyes knowing that it was too late. One of his alters was going to emerge soon. "Ahh!" he screamed and she sighed.
"Keith…" Etta said in a cold tone as he stared at her with a smirk on his face. "You know, this shit is getting really old."
"Fuck you…" Keith said and Etta rolled her eyes. "Oh, look who it is…the slut that ruined her son's life. Tell me, how does it feel to completely fuck your son over?"
"How can you be so angry?" Mrs. Knight asked as she stared at her son or her son's alter personality. "You have a right to be angry, but why do you have to be so hateful?"
"Oh, spare me this shit. You think could just have an affair with a man, get knocked up by him, tell Kendall years later, and not have that fucking affect him?!"
"No, but I didn't think he would do this. I didn't know I would break him like this…" Mrs. Knight said as she began to cry and Keith just rolled his eyes in annoyance.
"Save your fucking tears, okay?" he said as Mrs. Knight bolted out of the room and Etta was about to chase after the woman and console her, but stopped when Keith let out a cruel chuckle. "Typical…" he said as he sat on the bed and stared at Etta. "So Etta, are you going to call your professor over or what? I still say you're fucking him…"
"For the last time, I'm not fucking my professor! Not everyone is corrupted as you are. You're an ass, by the way. The things you said to Mrs. Knight wasn't called for. You are cruel."
"Oh, I'm so crushed." he said in a sarcastic tone. "You should know by now that I don't give a shit. Aren't you going to cry for help with that professor you're fucking?" he asked with a twisted grin on his face. He knew that would annoy her.
"You're pathetic…" she said as she was going to walk away, but he bolted from the bed and grabbed her and pushed her against the door.
"Really?" he asked as he pressed his body against hers. She tried to fight against him, but he was too strong. She tried to position her knee at his crotch like last time, but he blocked it. "Ah, you're not going to knee me in the balls this time."
"Fuck you…" she said before Keith attacked her neck with a kiss She struggled against him and he laughed at her attempts. He moved a hand to the front of her jeans and slide his hand inside her jeans and panties. "Stop!"
"You're wet." he said as he began rubbing her clit and she moaned. She felt ashamed that she was giving in again. "That's it, moan. Moan like the jezebel you are. Just like your mother." he said into her ear and she growled before she pushed him away.
"I'm nothing like my mother!" she screamed before slapping him and bolting out the door. She tried to stop Keith from getting under her skin and, obviously, she failed.
