----Chapter 12

"Haven," he said again. "Haven!"
My eyes fluttered opened, a pure thin line of passion running through my veins from the reality of the dream. It was like future events playing from start to last, and my armpits drenched in authentic perspiration from the thrill of it all.
"Haven," Maya's voice said. My eyes narrowed down to her, her shoulders reaching just the apex of the bed's mattress. Her eyes held eagerness, as they peered to the wetness on the front patch of my boy-shorts. The front patch on it was wet. At that point, I was in complete discomfort. "Did you wet yourself," she asked.
Redness colored onto my cheeks lightly, and I covered the front part of my shorts with my hand.
"Um, Maya uhh..h-how did you get in here?" I cleared my throat waiting for a reply.
Maya's face was built with utter guilt and affliction, as Yami walked into the room trailing Eric behind her. My first reaction was best, as the covers pulled over waist and up my shoulders.
"You okay?" Yami asked, eyeing the little evidence of discharge on my comforter. Eric didn't seem to notice, as I rubbed my cheeks soothingly from the blush.
"I'm fine. I just... I don't think I should go to that gallery tonight, because I'm not feeling well and Maya looks umm tired. So..uhh..I'll call Tanner and tell him that I can't make it."
Eric eyed me suspiciously, taking in my eccentric behavior and gestures. I don't blame him. My body structure was slightly slumped, and my forehead was practically dripping with transudation. My stomach started swirling in circles, like a whirlpool forming in an ocean. I felt like all my insides were about to drop out of my ass and considering the confident fearless manner I've been radiating off me this whole week, I felt like solicitude clasped it's hands around my neck and started to embrace it robustly.
"Um, Haven I think we need to get you to a doctor," Eric said reaching for my hand pressed in between my in thighs, covered with the bed spread.
"No, I just need a glass of water...with ice," I concluded.
Maya thrust herself onto the mattress, as Yami came to sit on it. Eric left the room, fetching me a glass of ice water while I quietly went lunatic inside my mind. I've never felt this way before, doing all of these feminine...deliveries. Yes, deliveries. I mean, wasn't all of this supposed to occur mostly during the adolescence stage? It still happened in all, but it had released itself through the cloth of my underwear. Abstinence was a strict rule to not only my brain, but to my body. You're body is supposed to follow your orders as well as well as your brain, but this little incident of mine wasn't turning out as well as I thought. "You're...happy," Yami concluded, ogling at Maya for suspicion.
I nodded my head, knowing what she meant as Eric ambled back into the room with my water.
"Thanks..uhh...Eric."
Just like my dream, Eric was dressed in black tux, as it complimented his broad shoulders greatly. His chiseled jaw seemed almost staggering to describe in few words. His posture was impeccable, and I almost screamed aimlessly as how someone so flawless can be standing right in the middle of my room. It wasn't fair, because at this moment, no man I've seen could completely compare to how scrumpscious he seemed right now.
"No problem, umm...so if you need to be somewhere then you can go. Yami is staying here with Maya so if you want, it's no problem really."
"Well, actually Eric said I could leave, despite the fact how much fun Maya and I were having." Yami high-fived Maya, as they laughed at a private joke. "But Eric said he'll stay here and take care of you."
"No really. It's fine," I stuttered.
Eric cocked an eyebrow and dug his hands deep into his pocket. Concern burned deep into his eyes like he needed to be here, but only him being here made me weaker to my desires.
"Haven, your sweating like a dog. Go take a cold shower, and I'll be right here when you get back."
Don't worry, I tried to argue it off but he kept interrupting me with shhs and ah! so I just did what he told me.
I strolled into the bathroom sickly, and locked the door behind me. I ran the water in the shower, making sure the temperature was right. My skin was burning, but I doubt I had a serious case of sickness, or any type of fever.
When I got in, the cold water hit my chest and ran down my body. The cold water took my languid paleness away, and my poor feelings. My feelings weren't only in my heart for Eric, but they were tingling down my spine, and my lower stomach.