CLIFF PATH - Morning
Kirsty strolled along the path, breathing in the sea air, the wind gently blowing through her hair, comforted by the sounds of the sea. She had left home before anyone else was up, with the intention of going for a run to escape her problems. But still Kane wouldn't leave her mind, still he managed to haunt her. It was meant to be her birthday, but she could do without the fuss. Her life was complicated enough as it was. Her Mum seemed to be improving, and the doctors were confident that she was on the road to recovery, even suggesting that she could be home within the week. She was getting back to normal a bit more everyday, but the conversations her family felt comfortable having with her mainly involved the weather, as no one wanted to upset her with talk of Kane or Rhys.
"Kirsty, wait up!"
She swung around, smiling at Dylan
"Hey... look I'm sorry about last night... Dad gets like that sometimes - he's just protective"
Dylan laughed
"Yeah, I noticed! So where are you going?"
She shrugged
"I'm just walking... thinking"
"Do you want some company"
She opened her mouth to reject him, before deciding she could do with some support, some affection during those tough times. And she reassured herself that, given time, she would get over Kane. Maybe she'd ever fall for Dylan and wash Kane out of her life for good.
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DINER
"Don't think I'm serving you Mr Phillips... not after the fuss you caused yesterday"
Colleen folded her arms stubbornly, eliciting a frown from Kane, disguising his sadness at the rejection from the community. Like he was some sort of disease, scum that shouldn't be allowed to mix with normal people.
"Come on, I'm just after a coffee - to takeaway"
A night in the back of his car had deprived him of much sleep and he had spent the morning desperately trying to find a job. He and Kirsty had saved up some cash during the time that they were away but it wasn't going to last long and it was vital he got a job. He had split their money, putting half into an envelope with the intention of somehow getting it to her without too much fuss. It would be her birthday that day, a day he'd been planning for months to make it as special as he could. He'd have to get a refund on the jewellery, he couldn't face her throwing it back in his face, and he'd cancelled the table reservation for the restaurant. He'd booked weeks in advance, the best table in the place. He'd even booked them into a posh hotel for the night, the honeymoon suite, a different world from the primitive life of the Bed and Breakfast. He'd used most of Rhys' money to afford that. All for nothing.
Alex exited the kitchen to back Colleen up.
"Kane, we don't want your custom"
"I don't believe this"
He looked between them, before shaking his head in disbelief and departing, only allowing his frustration and upset to show once he was outside, out of sight. He returned to his car, not knowing what to do with himself. He had tried the job centre, but with no qualifications and a reputation in the Bay resembling that of a notorious criminal, he would be lucky to get anything. His other option would be to leave. Build a life somewhere else, but he knew he didn't have the strength or will power to do it alone.
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SURF CLUB - Exterior
Kirsty and Dylan reached the front of the surf club, sitting down on a bench outside.
"I told Dad - now I'm sixteen I can do what I like"
He mightn't be happy about it, but since when did he rule her life anyway?
"It's your birthday?!"
"Yeah..."
She didn't like admitting it. A miserable birthday. Undoubtedly the worst of her life.
"I had no idea... I'm sorry, I should have got you something... do you want to come into town or something... we can go out tonight - I'll book a restaurant or something"
She sighed at his keenness, wishing she'd never mentioned it.
"Erm... no... I need to be home - family stuff, you know"
It was a lie, but he wouldn't see through it. Besides, they were likely to have a familt dinner or something, so it wasn't a complete lie.
"Sure... maybe tomorrow then?"
She looked up, noticing Kane approaching, suddenly becoming more enthusiastic towards Dylan.
"Yeah, sure... what did you have in mind?"
"I'll see if I can get us tables somewhere nice"
"Sure you can afford it?"
"I don't know... but Mum'll help out..."
"Right..."
She smiled fakely. That was another thing Kane had over him. Kane wasn't reliant on anyone, he tried so hard to get things by himself.
Kane reached them, only managing a brief glance towards Dylan. It was easier to pretend he wasn't there.
"Kirst... can I have a word"
"If you've got anything to say you can say it in front of Dylan... we don't have any secrets"
He looked between them, swallowing back a lump in his throat.
"No... it's fine... I just have to give you this... it's your half..."
He was all too aware of the people who were watching him, waiting to step in if things turned nasty again. He handed her the envelope and she opened it unsurely.
"Thanks"
Part of her told her not to accept the money, he needed it more than she did. She knew he was living out of the back of his car, unemployed and with a trial looming. She couldn't believe how his Dad could have him charged like that.
"I've also got some of your things - clothes and stuff - they're in my car... do you want me to drop them round or something?"
Maybe if he tried to be as accepting and helpful as possible then she'd change her mind. She'd realise what she was walking out on. But in the back of him mind remained the certainty that she would never want him again, that he had failed her.
"No... I'll get Dad to fetch them... seeing as you two seem pretty close nowadays"
Their eyes connected for a second neither saying anything, Kirsty regretting saying anything, noticing the way that his face dropped slightly.
"Is that it?"
He nodded, an awkward silence passing. He turned to leave, before pausing, glancing back at her, smiling faintly.
"Happy birthday"
He left, unable to meet the eyes of any of the spectators, returning to his car before slumping down over the steering wheel. finally giving up the fight to hold back the tears
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CARAVAN PARK
Kirsty opened the door, frowning as she saw Kane on the doorstep.
"Look, you said your Dad would fetch them but I was passing..."
He knew she would know it was a lie. No one 'just passed' the caravan park. Barely anyone used the road outside. But he wanted one last chance to try and make things right, or to say goodbye. Their months together had to count for something.
She looked at the bags, reluctantly letting him in.
"Put them over there"
She pointed towards the bottom of the stairs. The house was empty, Dani, Jade and Max having left for school and Rhys having gone for his shift at the kiosk. The birthday celebrations had been short and tense, and the money shortage had meant smaller gifts, but she had barely noticed. Her heart hadn't been in it. Jade had been more enthusiastic though, trying to cheer her up.
"Do you want me to take them up for you?"
She was grateful of the offer, but she didn't want him there longer than necessary, especially not sneaking about in the house. It wasn't like she couldn't manage anyway.
"I'll be fine"
"It's no trouble"
He just wanted to help out, to spend a bit of time with her, to talk. Anything but that animosity that seemed to exist between them.
"I said no, alright!"
He nodded downheartedly.
"Sure..."
"If that was all I've got things to do"
She was still holding the door open, intending him to leave that minute.
"Kirsty... we need to talk"
"There's nothing to talk about, will you please just go"
She didn't know what she was getting so anxious about. Spending time with him? Letting him know that there was any hope for them? That she still had those feelings. Because she did, simmering beneath that cold surface. And the more she saw him the more she just wanted to fall back into his arms. She knew the only way she would stand a chance of getting over him was if she were never to see him again, if he were just to disappear.
"I love you Kirst... I love you so much..."
This couldn't be it. This couldn't be the end. Not after all they had been through together, the months of spending every night in one anothers arms, just the two of them.
"Kane, get out"
She looked away, still holding the door open, waiting for him to leave. Refusing to be shaken by those three words, the three most meaningful words in the world.
"Marry me?"
It was a spur of the moment thing. He'd been trying to sum up how he felt and that seemed like the simplest way. He wanted to spend his life with her, he couldn't bear to go on without her. She meant more than life itself. Kirsty spun round to face him, not sure if she was hearing correctly.
"What?"
He repeated himself, getting carried away in the moment.
"Marry me?!"
Kirsty strolled along the path, breathing in the sea air, the wind gently blowing through her hair, comforted by the sounds of the sea. She had left home before anyone else was up, with the intention of going for a run to escape her problems. But still Kane wouldn't leave her mind, still he managed to haunt her. It was meant to be her birthday, but she could do without the fuss. Her life was complicated enough as it was. Her Mum seemed to be improving, and the doctors were confident that she was on the road to recovery, even suggesting that she could be home within the week. She was getting back to normal a bit more everyday, but the conversations her family felt comfortable having with her mainly involved the weather, as no one wanted to upset her with talk of Kane or Rhys.
"Kirsty, wait up!"
She swung around, smiling at Dylan
"Hey... look I'm sorry about last night... Dad gets like that sometimes - he's just protective"
Dylan laughed
"Yeah, I noticed! So where are you going?"
She shrugged
"I'm just walking... thinking"
"Do you want some company"
She opened her mouth to reject him, before deciding she could do with some support, some affection during those tough times. And she reassured herself that, given time, she would get over Kane. Maybe she'd ever fall for Dylan and wash Kane out of her life for good.
.................................
DINER
"Don't think I'm serving you Mr Phillips... not after the fuss you caused yesterday"
Colleen folded her arms stubbornly, eliciting a frown from Kane, disguising his sadness at the rejection from the community. Like he was some sort of disease, scum that shouldn't be allowed to mix with normal people.
"Come on, I'm just after a coffee - to takeaway"
A night in the back of his car had deprived him of much sleep and he had spent the morning desperately trying to find a job. He and Kirsty had saved up some cash during the time that they were away but it wasn't going to last long and it was vital he got a job. He had split their money, putting half into an envelope with the intention of somehow getting it to her without too much fuss. It would be her birthday that day, a day he'd been planning for months to make it as special as he could. He'd have to get a refund on the jewellery, he couldn't face her throwing it back in his face, and he'd cancelled the table reservation for the restaurant. He'd booked weeks in advance, the best table in the place. He'd even booked them into a posh hotel for the night, the honeymoon suite, a different world from the primitive life of the Bed and Breakfast. He'd used most of Rhys' money to afford that. All for nothing.
Alex exited the kitchen to back Colleen up.
"Kane, we don't want your custom"
"I don't believe this"
He looked between them, before shaking his head in disbelief and departing, only allowing his frustration and upset to show once he was outside, out of sight. He returned to his car, not knowing what to do with himself. He had tried the job centre, but with no qualifications and a reputation in the Bay resembling that of a notorious criminal, he would be lucky to get anything. His other option would be to leave. Build a life somewhere else, but he knew he didn't have the strength or will power to do it alone.
.................................
SURF CLUB - Exterior
Kirsty and Dylan reached the front of the surf club, sitting down on a bench outside.
"I told Dad - now I'm sixteen I can do what I like"
He mightn't be happy about it, but since when did he rule her life anyway?
"It's your birthday?!"
"Yeah..."
She didn't like admitting it. A miserable birthday. Undoubtedly the worst of her life.
"I had no idea... I'm sorry, I should have got you something... do you want to come into town or something... we can go out tonight - I'll book a restaurant or something"
She sighed at his keenness, wishing she'd never mentioned it.
"Erm... no... I need to be home - family stuff, you know"
It was a lie, but he wouldn't see through it. Besides, they were likely to have a familt dinner or something, so it wasn't a complete lie.
"Sure... maybe tomorrow then?"
She looked up, noticing Kane approaching, suddenly becoming more enthusiastic towards Dylan.
"Yeah, sure... what did you have in mind?"
"I'll see if I can get us tables somewhere nice"
"Sure you can afford it?"
"I don't know... but Mum'll help out..."
"Right..."
She smiled fakely. That was another thing Kane had over him. Kane wasn't reliant on anyone, he tried so hard to get things by himself.
Kane reached them, only managing a brief glance towards Dylan. It was easier to pretend he wasn't there.
"Kirst... can I have a word"
"If you've got anything to say you can say it in front of Dylan... we don't have any secrets"
He looked between them, swallowing back a lump in his throat.
"No... it's fine... I just have to give you this... it's your half..."
He was all too aware of the people who were watching him, waiting to step in if things turned nasty again. He handed her the envelope and she opened it unsurely.
"Thanks"
Part of her told her not to accept the money, he needed it more than she did. She knew he was living out of the back of his car, unemployed and with a trial looming. She couldn't believe how his Dad could have him charged like that.
"I've also got some of your things - clothes and stuff - they're in my car... do you want me to drop them round or something?"
Maybe if he tried to be as accepting and helpful as possible then she'd change her mind. She'd realise what she was walking out on. But in the back of him mind remained the certainty that she would never want him again, that he had failed her.
"No... I'll get Dad to fetch them... seeing as you two seem pretty close nowadays"
Their eyes connected for a second neither saying anything, Kirsty regretting saying anything, noticing the way that his face dropped slightly.
"Is that it?"
He nodded, an awkward silence passing. He turned to leave, before pausing, glancing back at her, smiling faintly.
"Happy birthday"
He left, unable to meet the eyes of any of the spectators, returning to his car before slumping down over the steering wheel. finally giving up the fight to hold back the tears
.................................
CARAVAN PARK
Kirsty opened the door, frowning as she saw Kane on the doorstep.
"Look, you said your Dad would fetch them but I was passing..."
He knew she would know it was a lie. No one 'just passed' the caravan park. Barely anyone used the road outside. But he wanted one last chance to try and make things right, or to say goodbye. Their months together had to count for something.
She looked at the bags, reluctantly letting him in.
"Put them over there"
She pointed towards the bottom of the stairs. The house was empty, Dani, Jade and Max having left for school and Rhys having gone for his shift at the kiosk. The birthday celebrations had been short and tense, and the money shortage had meant smaller gifts, but she had barely noticed. Her heart hadn't been in it. Jade had been more enthusiastic though, trying to cheer her up.
"Do you want me to take them up for you?"
She was grateful of the offer, but she didn't want him there longer than necessary, especially not sneaking about in the house. It wasn't like she couldn't manage anyway.
"I'll be fine"
"It's no trouble"
He just wanted to help out, to spend a bit of time with her, to talk. Anything but that animosity that seemed to exist between them.
"I said no, alright!"
He nodded downheartedly.
"Sure..."
"If that was all I've got things to do"
She was still holding the door open, intending him to leave that minute.
"Kirsty... we need to talk"
"There's nothing to talk about, will you please just go"
She didn't know what she was getting so anxious about. Spending time with him? Letting him know that there was any hope for them? That she still had those feelings. Because she did, simmering beneath that cold surface. And the more she saw him the more she just wanted to fall back into his arms. She knew the only way she would stand a chance of getting over him was if she were never to see him again, if he were just to disappear.
"I love you Kirst... I love you so much..."
This couldn't be it. This couldn't be the end. Not after all they had been through together, the months of spending every night in one anothers arms, just the two of them.
"Kane, get out"
She looked away, still holding the door open, waiting for him to leave. Refusing to be shaken by those three words, the three most meaningful words in the world.
"Marry me?"
It was a spur of the moment thing. He'd been trying to sum up how he felt and that seemed like the simplest way. He wanted to spend his life with her, he couldn't bear to go on without her. She meant more than life itself. Kirsty spun round to face him, not sure if she was hearing correctly.
"What?"
He repeated himself, getting carried away in the moment.
"Marry me?!"
