Ethan
I watched Demyan as he sat in the bath as he stared off deep into space. Sleep had restored some colour back to his face but his skin was still too pale for my liking. He looked like a porcelain doll with his wet hair trailing down his back. His normally bright blue eyes stared on as if he barely had a soul.
I understood why he was so heartbroken. Demyan was a Daddy's boy. He was the apple of Uncle Ed's eye and we all knew Demyan was his favourite. For him to cut him off he must have been really upset but I knew Uncle Ed, I knew once he calmed down and thought it over he would realise Demyan did not have any bad intentions.
It had only been almost two months and I had already managed to destroy him again. Maybe that was why Uncle Ed did not want us together, our love was the type that either burned too hot or killed you in the process. I loved Demyan too much though.
