Oh Demyan

Demyan 

I stood up on shaky legs feeling so terribly weak. I guessed I had cried myself into dehydration because for a moment I saw two Ethan's until I held the wall to support me. "Can't you just let me explain?" 

"I'm too old to be doing this with you," he frowned, "Demyan it's been five years. Five years since we spent any important date with one another and I know it's stupid but yesterday meant a lot to me. I wanted to wake up next to you. To spend the day with you and just feel loved with you. 

You haven't seen me in two weeks. Have I even crossed your mind?"

"You have," I nodded frantically, "You're always on your mind."

"Malia is always on your mind," he frowned, "Even when you call me she's all you talk about and stress about. I don't think any excuse will help you right now."