Ghost Lover (3)

Frustration is driving me up the walls with the situation on hand. It felt like the world had turned pitch black and I can only hear things but not see them.

I do not know who I am speaking to or rather what I am speaking to. I have been repeating the same answer over and over again that I am starting to feel like a broken record.

"Ar...are you a...," I gulped down the lump that has formed in my throat before continuing, "a..."

I couldn't quite bring myself to voice out that question that has been burning in my mind for the whole day now. I believed in ghosts but I just never thought I would actually bumped into one.

"Am I a what? Do you need to shiver so hard?" It's that same voice again. That disembodied voice.

"I don't even know who or what I'm talking to. Can you blame me for that?" My annoyance seemed to give me courage, even if just a little bit. It feels good to have some other emotions other than fear.

"Ooo...you want to get to know me better? That sounds like fun." The cheekiness in the voice is so obvious.

What?!! Get to know him...it...whatever...better?!! That sounds so outta my mind. Why should I, anyway?

"That's so not fun. Fine. I needed to know who or what you are." I'm giving up. I don't want to give in to my fear. Despite what my boyfriend think of me, I'm not the kind of girl who would willingly show my fear. That just feels so vulnerable to myself.

"Wow...wow...wow. No need to get all worked up like that. My name is TOP. Yes, as in the spinning top. But I'm not spinning right now, of course. Hahaha...XD I'm 21 years old. I don't know how I ended up like this. You being able to hear me but not see me whereas I can hear and see you clearly."

Though he sounds cheeky, but I thought I could detect some sadness when he said he doesn't know how he ended up the way he did right now.

21 years old? That means we are almost the same age. If he doesn't know how he ended up like this, that's a big pity. I'm very much alive. He feels alive but not really so, at the same time.

I gathered up my courage to ask that very crucial question that's been burning at the front of my mind now.

"Are you," I took a deep breath before continuing, "a ghost?" There. I had it out in the open now.

"Ghost? Well, to tell you the truth, I'm not really sure myself. I don't feel like I'm dead but with the situation right now, even I doubted myself."

Great. He can't even be sure of himself and doubted it too. I do understand what situation he meant. It just go against the logic. I can't see him but I can hear him and him saying he doesn't feel dead himself. That just don't explain anything at all.

Oh God, could you please explain to me what is happening to me??? Am I going crazy or what?

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Ghost Lover (2)

[Hye-rin POV]

"Psst...can you hear me?" A detached voice came from my left side.

"Nuguya?" Looking left and right, I was sure there's no one around me. But who is that?

"Can you hear me?" That voice again.

"Yes, I can hear you but who are you?" My own voice is so squeaky high that I almost couldn't recognize it myself.

My hands are shaking as I quickly dialed GD's number. This had been happening for two nights in a row. And ever since that joke too.

If I didn't know it better, I'd have thought my mind flew off the right track. But I know I am sane as of this moment.

"Hye-rin? What's the matter?" His concerned voice coming through the earpiece has a calming effect to my pumping heart.

Well, well, well...that joker boyfriend of mine actually knows the meaning of concern. I thought there is no such word in his dictionary.

"I don't know how to explain this but I kept hearing this voice asking Can you hear me? over and over. And it only happened since the day we came back from that haunted house."

"Hye-rin, I've told you time and again, it's an abandoned house. Not a haunted house. Never mind."

"Whatever. But, oppa...do you hear any voices? Voices that you don't know where it came from."

"Huh? Voices? No. Are you really alright?" There. That concerned tone in his voice again. If only he is always this concerned when it comes to me. Fat chance of that happening.

"I'm fine. I guess it's only my imagination. Good night."

"Good night."

"It's alright. You don't have to be afraid of me. I won't harm you."

"WHO ARE YOU? SHOW YOURSELF. STOP THIS JOKE RIGHT NOW."

"You don't need to shout. I can hear you fine. Erm...actually...I'm only next to you."

"I...I don't see a...anyone be...beside m...me." I am glancing to my left and right but there is only thin air around me.

"That's weird. You can hear me but you can't see me?"

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Ghost Lover (1)

, "Oppa, please come out now. This is not funny." She is pleading to an unseen person.

That's me.

"Haha...it's a wonder that I actually ended up dating such a timid girl like you?" I started to laugh but managed to stop any noise from escaping my mouth. I don't want my cover to be blown!

Of course she can't see me. I'm hidden.

In fact, the whole surrounding is pitch black and if you scream, no one will hear you. It's an abandoned house. People though it might be haunted.

It's old, falling apart and uncared for. No electricity. No living beings. Well, unless you count those rats and creepy crawlies that live around here. Who wouldn't actually mistaken it for a haunted house.

Those tiny twitching sounds of rats and their scurrying little feet on the cement floor, it can get a bit creepy...if you're a girl. I am a guy so it isn't that scary to me.

I'm in for a little fun here. Seeing her shaking and looking around for me, this is like a live comedy show for me. Practical jokes, my area of expertise.

The light on her torch light is shaky. Like it's experiencing a tiny earthquake except the ground is steady beneath my feet.

Better not let her encounter a mirror or I will have to visit the ear specialist for getting my eardrums busted by her scream.

"Oppa, you can come out now. It's not funny." She is half pleading, half crying now.

I guess the joke will have to stop here or I will find myself girlfriend-less by the end of the joke.

"Is that you, Hye-rin? I'm here. It's alright now." I put on a straight face though I badly needed to laugh out loud.

"You know I hate these kind of dark places yet you think it's cool to date around here."

Ooo...someone's getting grumpy.

A sudden gust of wind blew in the house. I shivered a bit but tried to hide it as best as I could. I could feel her shivering body next to me. She is still shaking a little from the joke just now.

I looked around us but the curtains...or rather what's left of the curtains...are not showing any signs of wind ever passing them. That's weird.

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