Well I guess the asshole Kye is back. The asshole who loves breaking into my house and popping up wherever I am to spy on me- oh that's right even with Amnesia he poped out of no where to spy on me when I was on the cruise with my family.

I lazily go to the kitchen to get a tissue and two Heinekens. If Kye is actually crying, and is here at this ungodly hour to vent, I -we might need a beer... oh probably the whole pack.

I go back to the fridge and get out the six pack.

I walk to the front door, but see that Kye is not there anymore. He is in the living room. I go to where he is standing and hand him a beer and a napkin to wipe his face.

He wipes his eyes with the napkin and blows his nose with it.

I sleepy sit on the couch next to where he is standing and take a beer out for myself.

Damn.

I realize I forgot to get an opener, but being too lazy to get up again, I just use my teeth to get the top off the bottle.

Kye looks at me with widened eyes, and then hands me his beer to open. I take his and give him mine.

"So as I stated before, I got back my memory."

Kye starts as I open the bottle cap with my teeth.

He looks really angry. He's shaking and flaring his nose. Whatever he is about to tell me can not be good.

"You should probably sit down Kye-"

"I want to stand!"

He rudely cuts me off surprising the fuck out of me.

"Sorry."

He apologizes when he sees my reaction, and takes a chug of beer.

"Im just so fucking pissed off!"

He basically shouts while punching my couch arm.

"At me?"

My couch?

He shakes his head no.

"On Thanksgiving morning I decided I was going to tell Diana the truth about our son."

Our son?

"She woke up vomiting, and I noticed she had been doing it inconsistently for a few months. When I asked her what was wrong, she told me she was 3 months pregnant.

I knew then and there I had to tell her the truth.

Selfish of me, but I thought that now since she is pregnant for me, she won't leave me, and that I somehow trapped her."

He starts chuckling. I am just speechless.

"I told her that I recently found out I have a -at the time- five year old son, and before I could even finish, she started attacking me. She grabbed chairs, tables, books, lamps, whatever she could find and threw it at me. I tried my best to calm her down, and for a while was able to. Then suddenly, she dropped a bomb on me.

She told me she can forgive me because there is a possibility that I am not the father of her child."

Wow!

Kye starts sobbing more, and I stand up to rub his back.

"I was so hurt and disgusted that I rode my car to wherever. The only thing I remember after that is waking up in a hospital not remembering anything. I really forgot who Diana was because of the Amnesia. However I did not notice until recently a change in my bank account. She was withdrawing $5,000 everyday from my account and smuggling it somewhere. I also realized that if she kept the baby she would be five months pregnant, but as you and I can clearly see, she has no fucking baby bump."

Aww man.

I hold Kye as he cries. His body shakes, and for once I see that Kye is human. We stand like this for at least half an hour.

When he stops, he sits on the couch, and I go in the kitchen to comeback with all the junk food I have in this apartment.

He looks at me weirdly as I hand him a whole pint of green tea ice cream and a full box of Dunkin Doughnuts.

"When I am depressed, I voluntarily choose to gain a couple of pounds. This results from me dieting poorly, and watching television."

I smile at him and hand him a spoon with the quart of ice cream.

I then pass him the remote and lay down facing him on the neighboring couch with the exact fattening foods.

"I sometimes poor the beer into the ice cream."

I confess, and am surprised when I hear Kye chuckle at me?

I look at his sad smile, and my heart breaks.

"Come on try it."

He looks at me with hesitance in his eyes, but ultimately throws the beer in his ice cream. He takes a spoon of the ice cream now topped with beer, and nods his head in satisfaction.

"You know there's nothing really on at 2:30 a.m., so let's put on Netflix."

Netflix really? That sounds like a set up for sex. I mentally face palm myself.

"Actually, can we talk about Kyle and Khloe?"

Kye says shocking the hell out of me.

Immediately my neck snaps to him.