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

Part 3

Marilyn's POV:

"I think you have me mistaken, im Harry and Marcel is my twin brother" a smirk grew on his lips.

What?

Marcel never told me about having a twin brother? This is too confusing. Now I know why Marcel acted so strange talking about his family, he was to sad to let out maybe? But why am I seeing him, well I know I can see spirits but I thought he would just move on.

"Shocked? Oh! Now I know why they called you a freak, you could see ghost, wow you showed us!" he clapped his hands together enjoying this more than I am.

I just stood quietly looking at him. So Harry is dead and he hasn't moved on yet, what are the consequences? He needs to go though.

"So you're dead?"

"That's right"

"Why are you still here then?" I wiped my forehead almost seeming like I'm loosing my mind. I mean this wasn't the first time I haven't seen a ghost but I just haven't seen one in so long. I saw one this morning but I don't really know if it was or not, It couldn't have been Harry....could it?

"None of your business , I just have unfinished work to do" he appeared on my face and said , "so don't get involved" then he vanished.

Unfinished work? What could that possibly mean? I was just to stunned that Harry, Marcel's brother is still here with us. He told me not to get involved but I knew I had to because he'll probably bother Marcel and all the high school kids. It'll just be more trouble for me because I'm the only one who could see him. Marcel is the only who could give me answers, so I'll ask him tomorrow.

I made my way out of the school and started to walk home. I really didn't care about taking a piss because I was to distracted thinking about what Harry said and Marcel not telling more about his family. Not that I blame him because I wouldn't like to talk about one of my siblings death either, it would be just plain sad. Marcel has to talk to me though. I was not going to make Harry bother Marcel and I am just involved as them. Even though we weren't family, Marcel seem like the type if person who should know things and not be kept from. Marcel is a friend of mine already I think...

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I sat on the couch of the living room watching 'How I Met Your Mother' and eating a sand which. My mom would be really mad if she found me eating on her couch, but she's at work. I just had one more hour till I had to go to work. Its almost six in the afternoon so I'll be leaving soon. As I reach out to grab my can of soda from the table, the TV turned off and goosebumps performed on me. What the heck? As I got the controller I try turning it on but it wouldn't

"Surprise...?" I turned to my left and there stood Harry next to the living entrance.

"What..? . what are you doing here, you're stalking me now?" I stood up putting my hands on my hips.

Why is he here?

"No actually I came here to thank you" he smiled and vanish but appear on the couch

"Thank me for what?" What is he thanking me about, I knew he was Marcel's brother but I don't even know the guy, and he's thanking me?

"I went back home, you know to see me family, then I saw Marcel talking to my mom nonstop in the kitchen" he stopped and took his time then he spoke.

"I saw how happy he looked, like a kid on christmas getting his presents. He was telling my mum how he met this girl today in the library. He smiled all the time when he mentioned your name, Maria right?"

"Marilyn" I corrected him. Marcel really talked about me in that way?

"Right, well he seems so happy that I had to thank you, he hasn't been the same since you know my incident. No one talked to him in school, not even the other losers" he finished as he kept giving me small smiles.