Marilyn's POV:
"Did you know there will be a opening at the University of London" Marcel's groggy voice snaps my attention right away to him as I pick at my donut.
His eyes stayed on mines as I rise my eyebrows in amusement. Surprisingly we're seated at a little coffee shop not far from our school. Everyone comes in here, well at least the students from our school.
"Oh yeah, when?" I ask trying to keep my eyes open. I hardly got sleep last night from all that research.
Most nights I stay up to read over stories of victims who encounter spirit signs and how ghost are willing to stay here for any cause just so they punish themselves.
After finding Jake on my porch, I came addicted to find out what he meant but all I got from my research was nothing. Replaying over my head 'who is that strange guy?' I've choose to ignore at times only when it comes to schoolwork and normal conversations with Marcel. Sometimes I failed miserably.
I stare at Marcel while he talked but I just couldn't seem to listen, it wasn't because he bored me but because of the lack of sleep. It was rude of me but I hope he didn't notice.
"-oh and professors will be willing to share great details about the subjects they require there in the university" as he finished talking I assume it was my turn.
I shake my head trying to keep my mind on track "are you okay Marilyn, you seem tired" he questions me.
"Oh yeah, I-I'm fine. Just one of those sleepless nights" I slurred blinking a few times.
"Have you've been having those often, because lately you would just buzz off when I try to talk to you" I see him smile shaking his head in disapproval. Oh crap he noticed!
"Marcel I'm sorry I try so hard I swear i-its just you know... homework and stuff"
"Its okay really but you really want to tell me what's bothering you? I mean I'm not quite well with girl problems but you know.. I can still help" he suggested sounding awfully cute.
I chuckle finally having strength to keep my eyes open longer than before. "Its no girl problem but thanks for worrying"
"Is it about your gift? Some ghost bothering you?" He now looked so concerned.
I try to find the words to tell him to drop the topic but I never was one to keep a secret that was burning me alive in the inside. So I manage to just tell him the truth.
"Well remember when you had drop me off at my house that day after going to Niall's house?" I lean forward just so it was us in the conversation and no one else.
"Yeah?"
"When you left I encountered Jake on my porch and he told me these crazy things" I look at him closely to see if he was catching on.
"He told he could never forgive himself on what he did so he manage to find this man who I had seen twice already, Jake is punishing himself so he lend himself to this man who I can't seem to figure out who he really is" I sigh in frustration. Its true I can't tell you how many times I've done so much research on this guy to see if I get any sort of clue.
"Wait so you're telling me you've enouter this man how many times now?"
"Twice" I repeat.
"-and you never told me?" He asks all worried all of a sudden. Although he didn't look disappointed I never told him but he look so concerned about something else.
"Sorry Marcel but the first time I saw this man was the first day of Senior year so like tens weeks before we even met" I tell him truthfully.
"And the second?"
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Ghost Whisperer//MARCEL FANFIC **ON HOLD**
Fiksi PenggemarFamily is one thing, but when it comes to spirits, this girl is ready to face them all. All except one. "The dead are talking and she's listening" [MARCEL fanfic]