Oblivion \\ L.H

4 - Alive Or Just Breathing?

MARION VAN DE BERG

~~ the sun will rise and we will try again ~~

*A DAY AFTER MARION'S MIRROR INCIDENT*

I jumped onto my suitcase , trying to get it to close. I finally zipped the zipper underneath my legs and hopped off the hot pink Vera Bradley suitcase. I looked around my summer bedroom and soaking it all in. It was night at that moment and my dad was also getting his belongings together. We were going back to the Big Apple tonight and and probably be there in an hour and half. I walked over to my desk seeing that Kara and Holland had both sent me multiple messages on my computer while I was getting ready.

Kara Jager : YOU CAN'T BE SERIOUS , YOU ARE NOT LEAVING FOR NYC TONIGHT!! I'M LEAVING FOR GERMANY ON SATURDAY!! IT'S ONLY MONADY , UGH I WISH YOU COULD STAY A FEW DAYS MORE L ♥

Holland Reyes : I know you're going back to New York City today! Me and my folks are back in North Dakota and believe it or not , it's already starting to get a bit cold. I called you last night but you didn't reply. Everything okay? Take care Mari x

I smiled at both of their messages , closing down my computer then unplugging it and all of the elctronic devices in my room. I would message on them trip back home , not a really big deal.

I closed all of the lights in my room off , taking one last look at the room I spent 3 months in. All of the calm but galmorous life I had here was coming to an end. It was a rather simple and pastel-ish room. Afterall , this was the same room I stayed in when I was 5 , 14 and 17.

I closed my door and went downstairs , pulling my suitcase down with me.

My dad was sitting on the couch , fiddling with his phone and both of his duffel bags were by his side.

'Ready darling?' He said , getting up from where he was sitting. He had the same routine as me , turning all electronics off then getting his bags.

'Yep. Believe it or not I miss New York City. And miss our maids.' I didn't notice how arrogant that sounded until I said it. Yes , people stil cleaned up after us here in The Hamptons but we had friendly maids back in nyc.

We both walked out of the house , me directly walking to the car that was waiting for us and putting my suitcase in the back of the car. I saw some few other bags that I had earlier packed just so we wouldn't be late. I really do hate going on roadtrips at night. The last suitcase I placed was mainly the clothes that were wet (bathing suits , towels , shorts).

I sat into the car as I saw my dad also walk up to the door , taking a seat across from me. The driver slowly started driving towards Manhattan as I didn't know what to do with myself except chat with my friends.

I plugged in my headphones , slightly smiling at my dad and instantly opened Imessage. I hesistated for moment whether I really wanted to talk with Kara and Holland. The question blurring my mind was whether to tell them about the guy who I saw twice in my reflection or not. Kara was a nut and would simply rant on about how I was crazy and Holland , on the hand , is way too much of a good friend and would say that whatever I saw was probably true and not help at all.

I didn't even know what I was thinking at that moment either. I didn't want people want to tell met hat I was hallucinating or dreaming but I didn't want people to tell met hat it was probably true either.

I quickly replied to both of their messages , not bothering to mention about the guy and immediatly opened Safari , trying to research what could of caused that. The first thing that popped from my google search was extreme fatigue could cause hallucinations.