Trapped |Jake Sim|

4

Jake unlocked the door and stepped in, closing and locking it behind him.

He immediately looked around for the girl ghost, not spotting her anywhere.

He kicked off his shoes, and unlike before placed them neatly to the side one by the other.

"Sonny?" He called out to her, looking around the studio apartment, trying to see if she was hiding anywhere.

He couldn't wait to share the news about meeting her boyfriend, to somehow get more information on the people around her, and hopefully get closer to her killer.

Jake heard sobs coming from the closet, and he furrowed his eyebrows.

If Sonny wasn't such a nice ghost so far, he'd be terrified, but as of now he was just confused. How would she fit in there if it was to the brim with his clothes? Especially now that she's more material than before.

He walked closer to the closet and opened the door, not seeing his clothes there anymore, and just a balled-up Sonny in the corner of the closet.

Jake looked behind him where his couch once was, only seeing a white couch with random colorful stuffed pillows of flowers. There was a carpet on the wooden floor that was a bright green.

This was another one of those strange visions.

He looked at Sonny again, frowning a bit at the sight of her crying so disheartened. What he assumed was her phone was gripped tightly in her hand as she wiped the tears that still fell without mercy.

"Sonny?" He wondered if she could hear him this time, but she laid her head against her knees continuing to cry.

Jake looked around again, searching for any clues that might tell him why she was crying so hard. She didn't seem to be in danger, or desperation. So what other reason could it be?

He studied the room, hesitating a bit, before moving from his spot to walk around.

There were things all over the kitchen island. Her keys, her purse, and mail were strewn about as if she had tossed them without care.

His eyes searched for any open letter, a funeral card or some type of sad thing, but he couldn't find anything besides a phone bill, light bill and a random credit card offering.

He quickly moved towards the bathroom, checking if there were still two toothbrushes on the cup, wondering if she could've had some intense fight with Heeseung.

But two toothbrushes were still there.

"I told you. I knew it. I just knew it." He heard Sonny say and he walked fast to go closer to her.

She was on the phone as she laid her head back against the wall, holding it to her ear.

"Just calm down Sonny, okay? Maybe he-"

"No, how can I calm down? He lied to me. Even when I asked him, he still lied to me. He had the chance to redeem himself and he blew the fuck out of it."

"You know how guys are Sonny, you just-"

"I don't care how guys are! Just because he's a fucking guy that doesn't excuse his behavior!"

Jake listened intently as he sat down on the floor in front of her.

The person on the other side of the phone went quiet, as Sonny sniffled, before letting out a sob again.

"I can't believe I trusted him again. I'm so stupid. Why did I let him hurt me again?"

Jake's eyes widened a little at her words, finally hearing something slightly incriminating, but he was disappointed when he realized what the conversation was truly about.