Bre looked up at Helkior as he asked if she was okay. She shook her head and tried to stand up again. She leaned on the wall, running her hand along to the wall she walked to her room, collapsed on my bed and curled onto my side. She sighed her way of laughing at his saying not to die. "I won't die. I'm just exhausted." She braced her arms across her ribs as she coughed. "Would you mind horribly if I asked you to lay with me. Its the only way I can sleep without waking up." She didn't expect him to agree and most likely to balk at it. But she figured nothing ventured, nothing gained.<br/>She groaned as she felt her pulse pound through her head, causing her legs to twitch. She curled up tighter, digging her knees into her chest, begging for the pain to stop. She cries silently, for fear that she would scream herself to pieces. She felt like she was falling apart and nothing could help her.<br/>"Can I get some water? I think I may be dehydrated." She  rasped out, her throat feeling like sandpaper.