Alice went and sat beside Khloe on the bed. She took her hand and said, "Don't worry, my love. Things will get better. You need some help, but you will get it out here soon."

"Mom," Khloe cried, "my career is ruined… people in the showbiz industry talk about me after I was humiliated at the Oscar Awards Night."

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Alice looked at Khloe and said, "I watched the Oscars, and it was bad. I won't beat around the bush on that, but it doesn't mean that your career is at its end. Many actors have lost control of their lives and come back stronger than ever. Look at Robert Downey Jr. or Demi Lovato. Hell, ever Mcauly Culkin is making a comeback. They all looked great and was even better than ever! There is still some hope awaits you after what had happened,"

Khloe absently chewed on her nails and said, "I just don't get it. I was supposed to have had a seat at the Oscars. None of this would have happened if someone could have pointed it out to me, but even the attendants wouldn't help me… I don't know what's really going on that night,"

Hearing this, Alice felt pretty helpless, and it broke her heart to see her daughter in so much pain. "When you get out of here," she said, "you are going to spend some time with your cousins. It will help you get your head straight if you can step out of the game for a while, maybe even until the baby is born. It would be best if you took a break for a while so when you come back, you'll have a good start,"

"That sounds fine," Khloe replied, "so long as I don't have to see Ken. I hated that devil," anger filled her heart.

Suddenly, as if he'd been summoned, there was a knock on the door. Khloe looked up, only to find Ken standing through the window at her. Casually, she slid her hand along the side of her bed and pressed the red button. She wanted to get rid of this man. She felt disgusted seeing him.

It only took a few seconds for Mabel to arrive. She looked at Ken and told him that Khloe needed to go upstairs for a CT scan, that it would take a few hours, and that, when she returned, she would be too tired to have a visitor. Ken frowned, waved at Khloe, and walked away without making any trouble.

Alice stood up as Mabel opened the door. She said, "Don't worry, I heard you. Just give me a minute to say goodbye."

Kylie feigned sleep in the backseat of the car while Ethan drove. He knew that she was faking, but he saw no point in calling her out. She hadn't been very pleased with him when he'd offered to kill Tom. Women, he'd thought at the time. They never make any sense.

Kylie squinted her eyes so that she could observe Ethan without him knowing that he was being watched. She was mad at him. She was mad about Dora. She was mad about Tom. She was mad about the Oscars, and Khloe, and Laurence. She was even mad at herself. Slowly she opened her eyes. Ethan looked at her through the rearview mirror and said, "Welcome to the land of the living. I thought you will still continue pretending to sleep until we get home,"

Kylie smirked, and before she could say anything, Ethan's phone rang. It had been synced to the car so that when he answered it, everyone in the car could be a part of the conversation. "It's Stephen," Ethan said as he answered the phone.

"Where are you?" Stephen demanded. "You asked me to leave the house so that you could have some privacy, but that was hours ago, and now I am trapped outside!"

Ethan couldn't help but laugh, and Stephen did not appreciate the humor. He shouted into the phone, "This is not funny. You are crazy,"

"It actually is though," Ethan replied, "because whenever your voice rises, I turn down the volume, so you are wasting your breath. You may as well just calm down and talk regularly.

"Fuck you!" Stephen shouted, but they could barely hear him. Now, even Kylie was laughing.

Once Ethan was done laughing, he said, "Let yourself in. There is a spare key taped under the mailbox."

As Stephen hung up the phone, Ethan had to pull over to the side of the road. He was laughing so hard that he couldn't drive. This was a side of Ethan that Kylie had never seen, and she liked it.

***

Later that night, a psychiatrist came and assessed Khloe. He explained that she'd been admitted as a Form 10 patient, which meant that they kept her for 24 hours. Because it was so late, she wouldn't be released until the next morning. There were conditions to her release. The biggest one was that she would have to return twice a week as an out-patient. She would also have to see a psychiatrist every week. Lastly, she would need to take the medication they were prescribing. If she failed to meet any of these conditions, she would be admitted as a form 1 patient, which gave them the right to hold her for 30 days.

After all that was said, Khloe asked him, "What's wrong with me?"

The doctor sighed and said, "It is possible that you have a bipolar disorder."

Khloe's name was hot the next day. She was the lead story in every newspaper or magazine. She was on TV. Social Media was all over her, and memes were spreading like wildfire. Some of the stories were true, and some of them were not. Some were a mix of truth and untruth.

Khloe Goes Crazy At The Oscars.

Khloe Admitted Into Psychiatric Unit.

Khloe Is Pregnant With Her Own Father's Baby.

Friend's Reveal The Truth About Khloe's Ongoing Fight With Methamphetamines.

Laurence Fails To Procure A Seat At The Oscars For His Daughter, But Fails To Let Her Know The Truth.