Kirsty paced up and down in the hallway, waiting for Oliver to come home. She needed to confront him now she was involved in his mess. Trust her to finally have a decent place with Kane, only to get involved in a drug dealers money troubles. She heard footsteps. She turned around and was surprised, and slightly disappointed that it was Kane.
"Hey babe." He hugged her and leant in for a kiss. Kirsty pulled away. "What's wrong?"
"Oh, I'm not feeling well. Womens troubles." Kane smiled.
"It's ok babe. I'll leave you in peace." Kane didn't want to hear the gory details. He was sensitive, but not that sensitive. "Oh yeah, and I got a job today. Mostly the sort of stuff I did before. It's really cool here Kirst." As he went away, Kirsty wished she could agree. She wished she could tell him what was really going on, instead of lying to him. Finally, Oliver arrived. Kirsty wasted no time in confronting him.
"Oliver, I got a visit from your 'friends' today. They said you owed them money." Oliver looked shocked.
"They came to the house? Great, they know where I live. Come out of the corridor, my Gran might hear us." They went into Oliver's room; the novelty of it had worn off. Kirsty now saw it as dark and oppressive. She carried on.
"Why can't you just pay them back. Your gran's loaded."
"Because, I can't ask her again." Oliver finally looked tense. "She said if I got into trouble again, she'd write me out of her will."
"So, why did you get in trouble again? It seems pretty stupid."
"I just ran out of money. I need to borrow some to keep in business."
"Can't you sell some of this stuff?" Kirsty gestured towards the overpowering plasma screen TV. "That's gotta pay of your debt, surely?"
"No, it won't. I'd have to sell all of this stuff, and more. I can't afford it."
"So you're just gonna keep hiding from them until they blow us up or something. Nice work Oliver, totally thoughtful."
Kirsty left Oliver. How could he be so stupid to spend all that money? His stuff had to be worth well over 100 grand. If Kirsty had that money, she wouldn't waste it. She'd buy a place for her and Kane, where they could be free of all the Jane's Oliver's and Sutherland's of the world. Kirsty went back to her room and collapsed on the bed. Money obviously didn't bring happiness.
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When Kane went to bed, Kirsty was already asleep. She'd been avoiding him ever since he got home. Kane sensed all was not well. She'd said she wasn't feeling well, but Kane suspected that she was missing her family. A day didn't go by, when Kane wondered if he'd made the right choice, uprooting her. It was a risk; wasn't young love always supposed to fail? Kane decided he'd do something fun for her tomorrow. There was a fair on the pier. He'd never really had the chance to go to fairs when he was younger. His past wasn't exactly normal. He got into bed beside Kirsty, stroking her long fair hair. She'd probably had a great childhood, family holidays, presents at Christmas, bedtime stories, that sort of thing. Now he'd taken her away from all of that. Kane stopped stroking her hair. He'd talk to her tomorrow about it. He eventually drifted off to sleep. Kirsty turned over. She'd felt him stroking her hair, but couldn't bring herself to speak to him. Kirsty eventually fell asleep, worrying about what the next day might hold.