Merope's terrible fear was extreme, she yelped with his constant shaking, shrieking whenever it became to hard for her to handle. Her entire body was trying to cower and jerk from him, but she was so shaken that she could do nothing of the sort. Merope became tear-filled in her eyes, they dropped down her face extremely quickly. The whole situation had become out of hand, she could breath correctly anymore, her chest was too tight and there was alot of things breaking around her.
She shrieked sharply as the two of them fell on the floor, she rolled off of him but hadn't the strength to stand up again. Jonathan had dragged her up to her feet, shaking her and shoving her hard into the wall. Merope's frail form hit the wall and she dropped onto the floor, her back hitting the wall. "..It's my fault, it's my fault...it's all my fault." Her banging had become harder, punishing herself for what she'd done as she'd now forgotten it all together.
"..J.." Merope couldn't call for him, but she'd forgotten why, only that she wasn't allowed. "..T.." Merope was so confused,"...It's my fault." Her stress levels were so high, the dangers of heart failure were coming into view, if she didn't settle her nerves, but all she could do was sit there with tears running down her face.