The Ferris Wheel (Camsten, Complete)

Refusing

All rights go to ABC Family. If you are trying to find the chapter where Cameron and Kirsten kiss, it isn't this one. 

Kirsten sat down on her bed. She should have known Cameron would come over here. He watched her every move like she was a child. Not that she had  problem with that, of course. She just wished he wouldn't be such a pain in the butt.

"Of course not! Why would she open up to me, lab rat?"

"Lab rat, really? That's the best you could think of?"

"And cupcake is so much better." Kirsten cringed at Camille's insult. She did kinda like Cameron's nicknames for her, and they were nicknames directed at her, not Camille.

"Back to the subject. Where is Kirsten?" Oh crap.

Kirsten heard footsteps coming near her door. She felt a desperate need to escape, to hide. Wait. She never hid, from anything. So why was she getting that instinct now?

"It's residual emotion, that's all." Cameron's words echoed in her mind. Kirsten closed her eyes and tried to focus on why David felt that way. 

Her mind entered her back where she thought David would need to flee. She felt the tension in his bones, adrenaline in his body. He was fleeing, but from what?

She was so involved with seeing it all, she didn't hear the door open until the last second. She opened her eyes and pretended to be going through one of the boxes from Ed's house. She heard a cough from behind her. Without turning around she asked, "What?" She could tell her voice was off, probably because she had to rip herself out of the memory so quickly.

"The lab rat's here to talk to you." Camille smirked and left the room, closing the door behind her.

Kirsten continued going through the box, pulling stuff out as she went. "Not even a hello?" Cameron questioned.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't realize you were waiting for a formal conversation, usually you just close doors." Along with the warning in her mind to flee, she was starting to get angry about stuff she normally didn't get angry about. She could draw up a clear picture of that night.

--- Cameron's apartment (Ending of 1x04) ---

Kirsten heard a click behind her, and knew that Camille and Linus must have already toasted. She walked over to the door leading to Cameron's bedroom, about to knock. She realized it was already partially open and looked through. She saw Cameron come out of the bathroom with nothing but a towel on. But that wasn't the reason she was staring.

It was the same reason she had stayed at the telescope. She saw someone in a vulnerable moment, and she took advantage of it. Her mind screamed at her to turn around, go back to Camille and Linus, and forget she ever saw that. 

But she couldn't. Her feet stayed glued to the floor, her eyes glued to Cameron. And then he turned around. For a minute, he kept his head down, fixed the shirt he was about to put on. For a minute, Kirsten was sure she could get away without him knowing. Then she watched as his head jerked up, and his eyes locked with hers.

It was then she noticed it. The scar, right down the middle of his chest. Her eyes flickered to it, and Cameron looked down at it. He raised his head back up, and locked eyes with her again.

No more secrets.

He walks over, and for a minute he sees Kirsten vulnerable too. Not as vulnerable as she could be, but vulnerable. Then he closes the door.

--- Kirsten's house, present day ---

"Kirsten, that's different." Cameron's voice was off. She had definitely hit a soft spot.

"Explain how it's different, because I can't figure out why." A part of her kept trying to tell her that this was just because of the stitch. The anger was nothing more than a slight hurt. But David wasn't buying that.

"Kirsten look at me."

"No." She started to hear herself from Cameron's perspective. She was acting bratty, and strange. She might have some anger toward him, but this was out of character, by far.

"Kirsten please, just turn around. You haven't given me one glance since you got out of the stitch.

There was a reason for that.

--- The stitch into David ---

"Alright princess, what'd you see?" Kirsten looked around as she got her bearings. She was at a fair, or carnival of some sort.

"A carnival, I think. David is here with someone." She looked at the girl that clung to his arm. She was slender, and had long red hair. She could sense David's feelings for her, but these were different. They feeling came to her in waves, and she finally realized what it was. It was love. She had felt it in other stitches. Peter Brandt's love for Julie, Lily Ross's for Scott. 

"Can you tell who she is? Anything about them?" Her name, what was her name? Ash. . . Ashley East.

"His girlfriend, Ashley East." Kirsten watched as they got on the Ferris wheel. She watched as the rode it over and over, just so they could ride in each car. Then she touched Ashley.

The last time she touched the girlfriend of a dead guy, she kissed Cameron and collapsed in his arms. Or so she had been told. She wasn't entirely convinced he hadn't been lying.

Memories flashed by her until she came to a long one. Ashley and David were in an alleyway, fighting. Kirsten watched as David kissed Ashley, even though he was still angry. Yet, she could feel his anger slowly melting away, and the feeling she felt at the beginning return. Then there were gunshots, and Kirsten turned around to see Ashley on the ground, bloody and dead. 

Until then, she didn't understand how Cameron could feel responsible for Marta's death. She felt grief, anger, fear, sadness, and so much more all at once. Then she got a flash of something else, a different memory. It was quick, but she saw herself, screaming, in a white room, with Ed trying to hold her back.

"Kirsten? Kirsten can you hear me?" She shook herself out of the memory.

"Yeah, bouncing now."

--- Present ---

Kirsten turned around. "Why is it so important for me to look at you? What purpose does it serve?"

"Look, you've been acting weird ever since you bounced, and I want to know why." Kirsten blinked. She weighed her options. If she told Cameron about everything, she was going to have to tell him how David felt about Ashley dying. If she didn't she might get dead via Maggie.

"Fine. Sit down."

She sat down on he edge of her bed, and Cameron joined her. She explained the carnival, the fighting in the alleyway, the kissing, and Ashley dying. She then explained how David felt about Ashley's death. For a minute he just sat there. He kept his eyes down, didn't move a muscle. Then he spoke. "What else happened?"

Kirsten explained about a memory that had to be hers, the one with her screaming. She described the white room, along with Ed being there.

For a while they talked. They talked about Kirsten's memory, and Ashley's death. Then Cameron finally asked about why she wouldn't talk about it.

"It wasn't because David felt responsible for the girl's death, is it? It's because of something else."

"And one day, you might just find out." Kirsten smirked. She wasn't about to give up information as to why she kept stuff locked up. It would be like giving away a vault key to a bank robber.

"Bye Kirsten."

"Bye girlfriend."

I know, I know, not much camsten yet. . . But I'm getting there! I tried to make this a lot longer than the last chapter, but tell me if it was too long, too short, or if you see any grammatical or spelling errors. Thanks!