Ghost Whisperer//MARCEL FANFIC **ON HOLD**

Part 22

Song for this Chapter: You Are A Memory by Message to Bears.

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"Marilyn, how do you feel?" My mom ask. She made her appearance not long ago, she was here when I woke but I didn't know.

I stop sobbing for a moment and part away from Marcel, who held me tightly and never wanted to let go.

Marcel still wouldn't stop looking at me in worry, but I gave him a small smile knowing that i was fine.

"I uh- feel well" I responded, wiping away a tear that was rolling off my cheek.

"You were gone out for ten minutes, I checked your pulse, and temperature. I just figured you fainted so Marcel got a wet towel to help you out" my mom comes closer to me, leaning down to check my forehead.

Thank god my mother was a nurse, then I figure when I fainted physically, it wasn't all that bad.
From that frightening illusion, I don't know if I were fine though. But I was even more concerned that I was out for ten minutes. I couldn't drain that thought in my head, shadow guy was talking to me telepathy, and because of that I fainted. I didn't think he'd be this powerful.

Right now, my mother looked petrified and Marcel still kept looking up at me, since he was on his knees.

"Mom, I'm fine. And Marcel please don't look at me with those puppy eyes because then I'll cry some more and then make a big scene and go on and on tell you how I'm really not fine. So please, please stop..." I nagged shaking my head as if I were crazy.

"It's true, she has that effect on anyone" I hear my mom loud whisper to Marcel as I gave her a harsh glare.

"H-how did this happen anyway? I mean you scared me, I thought you died on me, Marilyn" Marcel overexaggerated.

I sigh. I wasn't ready to talk about this, ecspicially since my mom was here in the room. As much as I wanted to scream it out and rip it out my gut, something held me back from telling Marcel, but the situation wasn't just my mother. No, it was Harry.

Who knew how Marcel would react? And besides what if I was mistaken and just imagine him being there. At the same time though, my encounter with him felt like it was actually him. I had the same vibe like the first time I met him as an entity, somehow his energy program me to make me think that everything was going to be okay. Of course, he did save me. But how?

Harry's force of energy was so strong, he blinded me from seeing this evil man. I wondered if he knew him, and if he's working for this shadow man. That couldn't be posibble though, Harry would never do such a thing. Not even if it was his last option, but then of course, I never knew the guy as his true physical form.

By the time I stopped thinking to myself, I just vowed to keep it quiet for now.

"Lack of sleep..." and that wasn't a lie.

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The lack of sleep I've mention couldn't be more true. It felt like I was ready to shut down any minute. But I couldn't because who knew if he'd be back.

"Marilyn, I told you this would happen. I'm starting to think maybe searching for this 'shadow man' isn't a good idea" Marcel assures me, but I'm too busy keeping my eyes open to listen.