Merope raised her eyes at Jonathan, staring back into his blue eyes. "I'm afraid, Jonathan. I'm afraid." The girl shook her head, she was afraid to rest, afraid to lay down and she couldn't have her own needs met. Merope had gone so long with putting her needs last that she couldn't even ask him just to do a simplistic thing. While the effects were still taking place to an extent, she just shook her head, trying to wear it off.
She became uneasy, her body shivered a little and she wasn't sure what to do with herself now,"N-No...I'll go upstairs, I'll just er....yeah." Merope slipped her hand from his, turning away and using the side rails to help her go upstairs.