ANOTHER REVISED VERSION. Please enjoy :D

Disclaimer: Though I wish I do, I DO NOT WON THE LEGEND OF KORRA!

Chapter 6

Korra's P.O.V

Mako held my hand. I squeezed it tight then gave him a look of pain that indicated I was about to vomit. He must've noticed because he grabbed a metal bucket then held it out for me. I griped the bucket and made ear-shredding sounds as I dry heaved into it. I have to be honest, even I develop some type of fear by the sounds I make when I vomit. I can only imagine how Mako visualizes this scene; probably in a panicky horror. I mean, it does sound like I'm trying to scream with a gag in my mouth while simultaneously violently choking on a metal claw that's been shoved down my throat then out through my ass.

I felt his warm hands on top mine which made me know for a fact he will always be here for me.

He then sat down in a fold-up chair and watched me sadistically dry heave. I gave up then put down the bucket. My throat is dry and my throat burns with the acidic taste of vomit.

"Mako." I said weakly, but more firm than I had thought it would come out. He looked at me with eyes filled with concern and love. "I need water."

Mako quickly grabbed a bottle of water and opened it for me. Why did he do that? I'm not so weak that I can't even open a water bottle.

"Here I'll help you." He said thoughtfully.

I know he wants to help, I can see it in his eyes, but I'm perfectly capable of drinking water without assistance.

"No… I can do it… Myself." I said with a dry throat as I tried to sit up, determined to prove to him -even myself included- that I'm strong enough to take care of myself, but quickly fell back down onto the bed with much pain evident in my expression. Maybe I do need s little help. I thought. "Alright… Fine… You can help me." I said giving in; too beat to argue.

He helped me up and held the bottle to my lips. "Drink slowly." He advised. But as soon as the water reached my lips, I couldn't help it. My mouth and throat was like a desert that needed rain.

I grabbed the bottle and drank it all in under 7 seconds; the cool liquid running down my throat and dripping down my cheeks and neck felt refreshing… Until the urge to puke came up. I threw the empty bottle down and took a few deep breaths.

"Are you alright, Korra?" Mako asked as I heard the crackle of plastic from the bottle I threw as he picked it up.

I then gagged and rolled off the bed, in much pain, and down to the floor where I placed the bucket. I felt Mako pull back my wolf-tails as I puked the water I just drank into the bucket. I should've drunk it slower like Mako told me to. She thought as she finished heaving. I heavily breathed and held my stomach as Mako helped me back onto the gurney.

I still feel sick, though. Had I eaten something that made me sick? I guess I'll find out once I get to the hospital… I wonder how Bolin and Asami are doing.