She shook her head in exasperation and disbelief, pointing towards the door.
"Just get out!"
He waited a moment, her glare cutting into him like a knife. She couldn't believe he had the audacity to ask that question. That somehow it would make everything between them alright. Erase all the lies, all their problems, cast them into some sort of dream-world.
"Kirsty, I'm sorry... that was stupid..."
It was too late to backtrack. One of lives most important questions and he had just blurted it out like that.
"I never want to see you again!"
He'd never seen her so forceful. His voice was more choked by the minute, so desperate for her to say that she didn't mean it, that she was just angry.
"Look me in the eyes and tell me that you don't love me anymore"
He needed to hear that she still loved him, still cared about him. She was the only one who ever had cared. Had ever given him the time of day. After the ferry accident he hadn't believed he could be so lucky, that she would willingly spend time with him, talk to him, make him feel wanted. It was something he'd never had before and was positive he'd never find again. His soul-mate. And now his world was crumbling down around him and there wasn't a thing he could do about it.
"GET OUT!"
She wasn't going to look him in the eyes, she couldn't. She never wanted to see him again, but she couldn't admit to not loving him. Why couldn't he just disappear and make it easier for everyone? Why did he persist in trying to win her back? After his betrayal he should have realised he had blown it. She should never have got involved in the first place, it was probably her biggest mistake to date.
He didn't wait around any longer, he couldn't face any more rejection. He felt like dirt, he should have known he didn't stand a chance. She could do so much better than him. Perhaps love didn't conquer all after all. His voice was reduced to a whisper as he bid his final farewell.
"Bye Kirst..."
Turning, he left the house and the door was slammed shut behind him
"Kirsty?"
Kirsty spun around to face her father, hastily wiping away the tears
"Dad... I thought you were at work?"
"Lunch break... what's going on?"
He had caught the end of the argument, Kirsty screaming at Kane to leave, and he would have stepped in had Kane not left. No one came into his house and refused to leave his family alone. No one. But maybe Kane had learnt after Dani.
"Kane just dropped my things off..."
"I thought I was supposed to be collecting them?"
"He was... passing"
Rhys shook his head disbelievingly. Who did Kane think he was?
"Yeah, sure... what did he say? Has he hurt you?"
"No Dad... he's gone... it's finished, alright... over"
She was confident that she had got through to him. That he would leave her alone. She had seen that crushed look on his face. Finally accepting defeat. A shattered man. She was feeling exactly the same, only it wasn't that simple. It could never be simple.
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CARAVAN PARK - Exterior
"You been hassling Kirsty?"
Kane glanced numbly up at Dylan, hardly grasping what was being said to him.
"What have you done to her?"
He'd heard all about Kane Phillips. A nice old lady from the Diner had told him the whole story. Kane Phillips, the rapist. Bad news. No wonder Kirsty was so keen to get shot of him.
Kane continued walking. He was used to it by now. The accusations, the hatred. And he deserved every bit of it. He had made too many mistakes, he didn't deserve to live the sort of lives that everyone else lived. He didn't deserve Kirsty.
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CARAVAN PARK - Interior
Kirsty cried into her father's arms, letting out all the grief and pain. Just like she had done when she was little. She wished that she had never grown up, things were so simple back then. Her family were everything to her.
Rhys held his daughter, all bad feeling between them diminishing, family values winning over. Kirsty needed her family's support more than ever. Before Kirsty had broken down he had debated going after Kane. A part of him felt sorry for the guy. He was all too aware of the months Kane and his daughter had spent together, and the effort Kane had put into making it work. The care and affection he had shown Kirsty, making her happy for the first time in months. He couldn't deny how happy she had been during the months that they had kept the relationship secret. And this was all his fault. The lies and consequently the break up. All his fault. He had caused all of this damage, Kane wasn't the only one at fault, in fact he had barely done a thing wrong.
"Are you alright Kirst? What did he do?"
Kirsty was a wreck and he was convinced it was all down to him. That piece of worthless filth. He should have been there to look after her, by her side.
"Nothing... Dylan, this isn't the time..."
He didn't have the strength to argue. He had more than enough to worry about than the whole saga with Dylan. What's more Kirsty didn't need the fuss either. She didn't even acknowledge that Dylan was there.
"I want to help"
"The best thing for you to do is leave"
Dylan nodded downheartedly, before departing. Earlier Kirsty had been so convinced that she had the upper hand over her father, but now he seemed to be calling the shots. Father and daughter were close again. Something had happened and he was so upset to be fobbed off. That was his girlfriend in there, crying her eyes out. Surely he had a right to know what was going on.
.................................
Kane stood on the edge of the cliff, staring down at the rocks. It was so easy. All he had to do was step forward and the pain would be over. His miserable existence would be at an end and everyone would have got what they wanted. He wouldn't be mourned, he knew that much. Perhaps no one would even realise he was gone, because they wouldn't care. No one cared any more. A part of him had died when he had lost Kirsty, and with it he had lost the will to continue with his life. Stepping up to the edge, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
"Just get out!"
He waited a moment, her glare cutting into him like a knife. She couldn't believe he had the audacity to ask that question. That somehow it would make everything between them alright. Erase all the lies, all their problems, cast them into some sort of dream-world.
"Kirsty, I'm sorry... that was stupid..."
It was too late to backtrack. One of lives most important questions and he had just blurted it out like that.
"I never want to see you again!"
He'd never seen her so forceful. His voice was more choked by the minute, so desperate for her to say that she didn't mean it, that she was just angry.
"Look me in the eyes and tell me that you don't love me anymore"
He needed to hear that she still loved him, still cared about him. She was the only one who ever had cared. Had ever given him the time of day. After the ferry accident he hadn't believed he could be so lucky, that she would willingly spend time with him, talk to him, make him feel wanted. It was something he'd never had before and was positive he'd never find again. His soul-mate. And now his world was crumbling down around him and there wasn't a thing he could do about it.
"GET OUT!"
She wasn't going to look him in the eyes, she couldn't. She never wanted to see him again, but she couldn't admit to not loving him. Why couldn't he just disappear and make it easier for everyone? Why did he persist in trying to win her back? After his betrayal he should have realised he had blown it. She should never have got involved in the first place, it was probably her biggest mistake to date.
He didn't wait around any longer, he couldn't face any more rejection. He felt like dirt, he should have known he didn't stand a chance. She could do so much better than him. Perhaps love didn't conquer all after all. His voice was reduced to a whisper as he bid his final farewell.
"Bye Kirst..."
Turning, he left the house and the door was slammed shut behind him
"Kirsty?"
Kirsty spun around to face her father, hastily wiping away the tears
"Dad... I thought you were at work?"
"Lunch break... what's going on?"
He had caught the end of the argument, Kirsty screaming at Kane to leave, and he would have stepped in had Kane not left. No one came into his house and refused to leave his family alone. No one. But maybe Kane had learnt after Dani.
"Kane just dropped my things off..."
"I thought I was supposed to be collecting them?"
"He was... passing"
Rhys shook his head disbelievingly. Who did Kane think he was?
"Yeah, sure... what did he say? Has he hurt you?"
"No Dad... he's gone... it's finished, alright... over"
She was confident that she had got through to him. That he would leave her alone. She had seen that crushed look on his face. Finally accepting defeat. A shattered man. She was feeling exactly the same, only it wasn't that simple. It could never be simple.
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CARAVAN PARK - Exterior
"You been hassling Kirsty?"
Kane glanced numbly up at Dylan, hardly grasping what was being said to him.
"What have you done to her?"
He'd heard all about Kane Phillips. A nice old lady from the Diner had told him the whole story. Kane Phillips, the rapist. Bad news. No wonder Kirsty was so keen to get shot of him.
Kane continued walking. He was used to it by now. The accusations, the hatred. And he deserved every bit of it. He had made too many mistakes, he didn't deserve to live the sort of lives that everyone else lived. He didn't deserve Kirsty.
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CARAVAN PARK - Interior
Kirsty cried into her father's arms, letting out all the grief and pain. Just like she had done when she was little. She wished that she had never grown up, things were so simple back then. Her family were everything to her.
Rhys held his daughter, all bad feeling between them diminishing, family values winning over. Kirsty needed her family's support more than ever. Before Kirsty had broken down he had debated going after Kane. A part of him felt sorry for the guy. He was all too aware of the months Kane and his daughter had spent together, and the effort Kane had put into making it work. The care and affection he had shown Kirsty, making her happy for the first time in months. He couldn't deny how happy she had been during the months that they had kept the relationship secret. And this was all his fault. The lies and consequently the break up. All his fault. He had caused all of this damage, Kane wasn't the only one at fault, in fact he had barely done a thing wrong.
"Are you alright Kirst? What did he do?"
Kirsty was a wreck and he was convinced it was all down to him. That piece of worthless filth. He should have been there to look after her, by her side.
"Nothing... Dylan, this isn't the time..."
He didn't have the strength to argue. He had more than enough to worry about than the whole saga with Dylan. What's more Kirsty didn't need the fuss either. She didn't even acknowledge that Dylan was there.
"I want to help"
"The best thing for you to do is leave"
Dylan nodded downheartedly, before departing. Earlier Kirsty had been so convinced that she had the upper hand over her father, but now he seemed to be calling the shots. Father and daughter were close again. Something had happened and he was so upset to be fobbed off. That was his girlfriend in there, crying her eyes out. Surely he had a right to know what was going on.
.................................
Kane stood on the edge of the cliff, staring down at the rocks. It was so easy. All he had to do was step forward and the pain would be over. His miserable existence would be at an end and everyone would have got what they wanted. He wouldn't be mourned, he knew that much. Perhaps no one would even realise he was gone, because they wouldn't care. No one cared any more. A part of him had died when he had lost Kirsty, and with it he had lost the will to continue with his life. Stepping up to the edge, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
