The most important rule about chemistry is that whatever you are feeling he or she is most likely feeling it too.
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"Wake up please." He begs.
I jump from my nightmare in a painful gasp. Tears streaming down my face and my body was drenched in sweat. Was it all a dream? Well, a nightmare. My chest and head hurt so bad. I sit there with my eyes wide open and my chest heaving up and down. My fingers tangled in my curls. I can't stop crying. Why did it feel so real?
"Michael," I whisper in the darkness.
"I'm right here." He says.
I turn in the direction I hear it and there he was sitting on my bed beside me. Seeing his face makes me cry even harder. He pulls me close and I cry out into the night. I need him so much that it hurts. I'm so happy he's still here.
"I thought you left me."
"No, I know I was gone longer than intended but I told you I'm always going to come back to you. I need you."
"I thought you didn't need me anymore. I was scared you would dispose of me as everyone else does."
"Maya." He says surprised. "Never. You are too important and special to me. I need you too damn much."
"Michael." I cry out as I grip his shirt. "I was so afraid that you no longer needed me. That you left and was never coming back. I can't lose you. I can't be without you."
"I'm so sorry Maya. I know you've been through so much pain but, I need you to know that I'm not going anywhere. I need you as much as you need me. You have to believe me. I promise you that."
"I believe you. It's just my mind can be my worse enemy sometimes and I need some time to heal. I just need you here with me to heal."
"I promise you I will."
"Lay with me please," I say.
My tears somewhat have come to a calm.
"Are you sure?" He asks.
"I need you right now Michael," I say as I move over in the bed. "Please," I say as I throw the covers back.
He hesitantly climbs into the bed with me. I pull the covers back over us and we both lay down. I lay on my side facing him. He just lays there staring at the ceiling. Why is he so nervous all of a sudden. We've slept in the bed together before.
"Are you okay?" I ask him.
"Yeah." He says lowly.
"Look at me please," I said touching his face. "I need you close to me."
