It's Not Gonna Fade

Chapter 18

Marie's Position

         I woke up feeling absolutely horrible. The episode last night was really bad. I keep putting off going to the doctor, but I should go. I really can't at the moment though. I am so close to semester finals, and my mission trip. I can't be running around fifty million hospitals trying to figure out what is going on. So I ignored it all and got ready for school. When I was dressed I made my breakfast and went to class. 

       I walked out of my last class still sore as all get out. I get to my car and head home. I changed and then headed to work. The minute I got there, I felt something was off. There was nothing missing, nobody was gone, nothing like that. It just felt uneasy. Like something bad was about to happen. I sat down at my desk and pulled out my computer and once again started to study. It wasn't long for me to here the bell, signaling that someone has come in. 

        I lift my head up and there he was. "Micheal?" I asked in surprise. "Hello Marie." He stated in a creepy monotone voice. "Are you here to see someone?" I asked in as normal of a voice I could sum up. "Yes actually." He continued. "Okay, I need a name and I will take you to the room." I said finally starting to relax. "Harrison Tyler." He said. "Ah yes, this way Micheal." I said as I stood up. "So how did you know Mr. Tyler?" I asked. "He was a family friend." He responded. "Okay, if you would please sign the guest book. Then you can stay as long as you need." I said when we got to the entrance of Mr. Tyler's visitation room. He signed and went inside. 

       As soon as I was back at my desk I let out the breathe that I was apparently holding and sat down. There was a package on my desk. There was also a card on top. I opened the card and read it. 

"Happy Birthday Marie. 

I know it's late but it took forever to send a package from Japan.

I hope this got to you, one way or another.

Miss you a ton. 

Love~ Aaron"

I smiled when I read that Aaron remembered my birthday. I stood the card up on my desk and then searched for a pair of scissors to open the package. When I found some I ripped open the package. I removed the packing paper and the box was filled with Riverdale merchandise. I smiled as I pulled out Jughead t-shirts, his beanie, and a Serpent Jacket Patch. I then pulled out A necklace that had Jughead's signature crown and a little rectangle that said "Juggie" attached to a silver chain. I continued to pull our many more t-shirts and the thing that made me smile the most. A Riverdale inspired eyeshadow palette. I put the stuff back in the box, and get back to studying.

(Hey guys I DON'T own ANY rights to Riverdale. Please don't sue me for using this show. If you haven't figured it out, I LOVE Riverdale. And my favorite character is Jughead. There is plenty of merchandise on Amazon "Don't own rights on Amazon either" and many other shops online and in person. I just got done with season 3 of Riverdale and so I wanted to include the AMAZING show in this book somewhere. Anyway, please don't sue me for using a name THAT I OPENLY SAY I DON'T OWN. And now I'm done. Love you guys. BYE!)

       I was getting ready to leave when I realize I haven't seen Micheal since I left him in Mr. Tyler's room. "Hey Mr. Scott?" I called to my boss. "Yes Marie?" he answered. "I think there is still a man in Mr Tyler's room." I said. "Name?" Mr Scott asked as he walked out of his office over to me. "Micheal Johnson." I answered. "Okay, I will go check." Mr Scott said before he went back to Mr. Tyler's room. I continued to get ready, but then came to a halt when I heard Mr. Scott scream "Marie call 911 now!"

        I ran to where Mr. Scott was. And Mr. Tyler was undisturbed and Mr. Scott was on the floor rolling with laughter. "Thats not funny Ted." I scorned. "Im sorry, I couldn't resist with how worried you sounded when you asked me to check." He said still trying to calm his breathe. "Yeah, yeah. I'm gonna get you back one of these days." I stated in a lighter tone. "Sure you will. You said that when I filled your desk with packing peanuts." Mr. Scott continued to mock. "I still haven't gotten all of them out by the way.' I said sassily. "Go home kid. It's late." Mr. Scott said when we got back to my desk. "Yeah yeah, I know." I said as I finished grabbing my stuff and left the building with Mr. Scott following behind. I heard the lock click, and I started towards my car. 

       I got into my car and drove home with no problem. I thankfully got inside before I collapsed onto the floor once again. I fell into sickness for what seemed like the millionth time. I did what I always did and just rode it out. When I came to, I went straight to bed. I didn't even attempt to clean up the coffee I spilled when I fell. As soon as my head hit the pillow I feel into a deep sleep.