Meanwhile, Gibb had left the living room after finishing another beer, while Lori had fallen asleep. The only ones who were still awake and in the room, Kia and Charles, made no effort to wake her up.
In order to bring some live into the room, Charles decided to talk to Kia: "Guess that just leaves you and me."
"Yeah… I guess so." Kia replied, for once sounding a little compasionate, "Look, Lindermann…"
"Charlie!" Charles interrupted, "My first name's Charlie."
"Charlie." Kia corrected herself, "About what you said earlier…"
"I know." Charles replied, "I may have said some things which I didn't really mean, but…"
No! You were right!" Kia corrected him, "I mean, even when I asked the girls wether I needed a nose job they thought there's no need to. So you're right, I do hate myself."
What neither of them relised is that Lori's face was twitching.
Unaware of his friend's little chat with Kia, Kane was in his bedroom, only just discovering that he's out of beer, so he put the bottle down on a nearby table. He was about to sit down on his bed, when there was a knock on his door.
"Kane!" Gibb called from behind the door, "Are you there!? Can I come in?"
Kane could feel his heart beating faster. But he tried to stay strong and replied: "Yeah, go ahead!"
Gibb opened the door. And there she stood, in the doorway. Though she didn't get in the room, almost as if she's waiting to get an invitation.
"So… hum… are yeh…" Kane tried to sound witty, "Are ya gonna stand there all night?"
"Oh… right." Gibb seemed embaressed to be just standing there.
She entered the room, closed the door. She approached Kane slowly. Kane could feel his knees trembeling now. He had no other choice, but to sit down on his bed. Yet he tried to converse with her.
"So… Isabelle..." he started.
Gibb gasped: "How did you know my first name?"
"We never spoke to each other before either!" Kane answered, "And yet you knew my name when you invited me to join you folks on this trip."
"Oh... right..." Gibb, or Isabelle, became speechless.
Kane made a swallowing sound, and tried to keep the conversation going: "So... what brings you here?"
It still took her a few seconds to all even find the courage to sit right next to him "Well… er… y…you remember the chat we had earlier?"
Kane was bit surprised that she brought that up, but answered anyway: "Err… yeah… I d… I do. Off course I do! Why?"
Even Isabelle was nervous to speak herself: "The…There's something else I want you… to know."
Kane didn't say anything, but it goes without saying that he was curious about what she wanted to tell him.
Isabelle decided to just come out and say it: "Do you know why I was with Trey?"
Kane shook his head, after which Isabelle continued: "There was this other guy I liked first. I… I wasn't… sure if he felt the same way. Even if he did, he… he was either too afraid to make a move, or I was too afraid. Trey however did make a move. I… I tried to be a good girlfriend to him, but instead, I began to hate him. Can you even imagine I was relieved with his death?"
Kane, starting to bring his hopes up, asked: "So… who was that other guy?"
Isabelle didn't really dare to answer, but she did anyway, as tears started to run down her face: "Er… Kane. You're the only guy that really understands me, the only one to whom I can be me. I even had you in mind… when I was doing it with Trey!"
Kane just thought he just recieved to much info. Then again, he also concidered if she was thinking about him all the time, rather than the one she was actually with, it did mean something to him.
"Kane!" Isabelle continued, "You're the one guy… that makes me feel…"
She didn't know the right word to say. She didn't have to either, as he suddenly pressed his lips against hers. She kissed him back, for once in her life feeling truly happy, and sensing him to feel the same way.