Ghost Chasers

33

Kai

Concentrating, I looked at my cell phone display and gave Sehun instructions on how to drive.

"The next left."

"Are you sure? There's only the old villa on the hill in front of the cliffs... you can't really camp there." Sehun asked skeptically.

"Have you ever thought that the little shithead might have been lying? They're probably partying and smoking away our weed," I said, slightly pissed off.

I had often noticed that something was missing, but it was never that much, which is why I let the little one get away with it, after all he was our little brother, but quantities like that really went too far.

It practically cried out for punishment.

"You must mean our basil," Sehun said with a laugh.

"He really thinks we're totally underexposed. But he'll see what he gets out of it."

There were already a few cars parked at the villa and the lights were on, which was unusual. It also seemed to have been renovated, because last time I was here it was a run-down dump where teenagers used to party.

As the door was open, we just went in. We didn't spend much time wondering about the decor, but went straight in to look for the little thief.

We came across two boys in a long corridor, one of whom seemed to be running away from the other in a huff.

"Hey Yeosang, have you seen Jongho?" Sehun asked the one at the back, but he just shrugged his shoulders and hurried after the other. I stood still, confused.

"Are you sure that was Yeosang?" I asked Sehun, who suddenly seemed to freeze on the spot and looked after Yeosang with a shocked expression.

"But... That can't be." he whispered with horror in his voice. Then I remembered that he had died here in this house.

"Fuck the grass... Let's get out of here." I said as the hairs on the back of my neck stood up, but Sehun shook his head.

"I'm not leaving here without Jongho." he said firmly.

"That's what I mean, you've only just arrived. You can't leave already." we heard an amused voice behind us and I turned around, my eyes wide.

"Jackson?!?"

Yeosang

"Taemin, why don't you stop?" I shouted after him, I had to sort this out.

He turned to me angrily and glared at me.

"Just your dance partner Yeosang, seriously? I fucking loved you and this is how you introduce me? Was I nothing to you?"

"I care about you, but I couldn't say anything in there... that was my ex-boyfriend. I had cheated on Jimin with you. The night I died... I broke up with him. Because of you, so we could be together. I wanted to be with you, but death got in the way."

I took a few steps towards him and put a hand on his cheek.

"Go away, I like your brother now." He tried to fend me off, but my resistance was rather weak.

"You may like him, but you don't love him... you love me." I whispered against his lips before kissing him gently.