Kane shouted after her, yet she still ran. She must have misunderstood the situation. Jayne was so calculating, so overconfident. He had to listen to her stupid, inane flirting; it was all part of the job. 'Charm them if they buy more drinks,' said the boss to him earlier. 'The tourists love to tip.' He glared at Jayne, excused himself for a break, and proceeded to chase after Kirsty. She was still visible. "Kirsty!" He shouted again. She still ran. "Kirsty, I love you!" She couldn't hear him, or maybe she didn't want to. Kane threw his head into his hands. He needed to get back to work; he couldn't mess up on his first day. Then again, he couldn't mess up the one good thing to happen to him. Kirsty was more important than work, but at least with a bit more money behind him, he'd have something more to offer. Defeated, he turned around and went back to work.
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Kirsty stopped at the caravan, and crashed on the double bed. He hadn't even bothered to follow her; didn't he know she was upset? She knew that Jayne was trouble, and now she was trying to steal her boyfriend. Her boyfriend. She couldn't let Jayne do this to her. No one treated her like this, she was the feisty twin. She had to get her revenge. Kirsty lay on the bed, just thinking, for hours. The caravan shook. Kane was home. Kirsty sat up, drying her tears with a random t-shirt. They hadn't packed any tissues. She didn't think she'd need the anymore. Kirsty regained her composure, and went out to face Kane. Kane instantly came alive when he saw her.
"Listen Kirst, she was coming onto me, but I don't love her, I…" Kane couldn't bring himself to say it. Not to her face. When he shouted it to her earlier, deep down he knew she couldn't hear it. He was so nervous about making his true feelings known. Love didn't happen to people like Kane.
Kirsty waited. He didn't finish the sentence. Kirsty ran into the bedroom, and slammed the door in anger. Just like she did at home. That's where the similarities ended.
"What's the matter, don't you trust me?" shouted Kane through the door. Kirsty wasn't sure anymore. What if she'd made the wrong decision, running away with her first serious boyfriend? One that her parents hated because of; Kirsty couldn't bring herself to think it. Surely he was a changed man? He'd proved that when they were shipwrecked. She hated these thoughts. She'd forgiven Kane. She knew he was different now. With these conflicting thoughts running through her head, she fell asleep, her in the double bed, Kane on the sofa, both with tears drying on their faces.