Can I request getting into a serious argument with Ethan Page? That's almost ending the relationship, but him and reader make it work out in the end?
If you don't want to write it for Ethan, you can choose whoever really. I just need the drama.
Two Oh my god, I am so surprised, basically stunned that you requested an angst idea. I legit had no idea.
Have I told you lately that you are the bestest! I am so nervous about this one….
I meet Ethan Page at a comic/retro Toy Store when we were both only 22 years old. He was spending his 1st professional wrestling pay check on a vintage green power ranger action figure and I was picking out a birthday gift for my brother. We became fast friends, both too shy too admit we wanted more. It wasn’t until his 25th birthday where I kissed him after my second glass of wine. And we have been happily together ever since.
I guess I should say were happy together, I still love Ethan and I know he loves me. Things have been off lately and not getting better. He’s been distracted, distracted with wrestling, his vlogs, his patreon, and his social media. And I feel like he is slowly fading me out, but I thought it was all in my head. My 30th birthday is only a couple of days away and Ethan will be home. MY Ethan who still loves birthday and always goes all out for me. Even when I was still in school and Ethan was driving all over in the independents making pennies he still made it special.
The day of my birthday, he slept in and when he woke up told me he was going to film for a toy hunt. I bite my lip and told him I would see him soon. It’s a surprise party, I thought to myself, he remembered months ago me telling him I never had a surprise birthday. Hours past, but I kept myself busy. Curling my hair, perfecting my outfit, and working on my makeup.
Than I got a text. “Going to lunch and heading to the gym with the boys. Bring you home dinner tonight.” He was really trying to get me over. so I waited even longer with my book. At 530 Ethan walked in with five guys. He gave me a kiss and went to take a shower. It threw me off. But maybe the party was after dinner more of a drink and desert affair. Ethan came down from his shower in his sweats and beat up T-shirt. “Want to binge watch a show?”
I couldn’t reply back. Could Ethan really have forgotten my birthday. I remember nodding and him putting something on the tv, but for the life of me I couldn’t tell you what is was. I just remember watching the clock on my phone, rereading happy birthday texts from friends and family, and finally watching Ethan fall asleep.
12:01am it was official Ethan had forgotten my birthday. I didn’t know what to do. I was confused, angry , but I mostly felt like my heart was pulled out of me. I stood up, walked to the bedroom , and just started throwing clothes, Toiletries, and my phone charger in my suitcase. I gave Ethan one last look hoping he would wake up and it was just a terrible joke. He didn’t and It wasn’t, so I picked up my handbag and keys.
There was only one place I could go. I called you and you picked up on the second ring. I had to pull over because I was crying so hard, but you put two and two together. I pulled into your driveway, the front porch and living room light was on. You had the door open for me and I fell into you sobbing. At some point Cash woke up confused and concerned, he asked “Should I call Dax?”
The next day I couldn’t eat and wouldn’t talk. I heard you on the phone with Ethan. You coldly told him “Check the date asshole,” before hanging up on him.
He kept trying to call and message me. I blocked him. Ethan showed up at your house. You went out there and gave him hell for me since I still couldn’t stop crying.
A week past Cash would never say anything but he wanted his home back. Plus I needed to get my life back in order. I waited until Wednesday and moved the rest of my stuff out. By Friday I found a studio apartment, it wasn’t perfect but it would work.
I knew I needed to speak to Ethan though, I had to face him and end this the right way.
I had him meet me at a park in between my old home and the new place. Ethan looked absolutely destroyed and it broke my heart. I wanted to hate him, I wanted to laugh at his pain. But I couldn’t. I still loved him.
When we made eye contact, I watched as Ethan folded in half, tears were streaming down his face. “I’m so sorry.” He kept repeating those three words each time was like a stab in my stomach. I wanted to tell him it was okay, I forgive you. But I didn’t because I didn’t.
“What can I do?” Ethan was pleading with me. Gone was the happy, toy collecting, confident man.
I took a shaky breath. “You forget my birthday Ethan. I don’t even know if I can forgive you or that any of this is fixable.”
He takes my hands and holds onto them. “I will delete all the vlogs and social medias. Cancel the patreon.” Ethan’s dark brown eyes are filled with tears. “I will quit wrestling if you want me too. Find a 9to5 job.” I can feel his hands trembling. “Please, please give me another chance. I don’t have anything without you.”
I let go of Ethan’s hand. “I would never have you quit wrestling or give up on your dreams. But What you did destroyed me Ethan. We can’t go back.”
Could I move on and never see him again? Yes. I could survive, but my heart would never heal. “But we can try to move forward together.”
It’s looks like Ethan wants to kiss me, but everything is still raw. So Instead he wraps me in a hug and whispers in my ear how sorry he is and how I won’t regret this. And I know deep down that I won’t.