What If

18

MARKS P.O.V.

I'm almost done doing my last sketch when I heard a knock on the door. I glanced at it then at my wrist watch. It's halfway midnight. Just right in time.

I slowly placed the pad on the table and gently streched my legs. I've been sitting here for almost five hours. And my legs hurt and curled in pain. I gently rubbed my eyes from being dizzy. Maybe from being so focused with what Im doing. Damn! I then realized I haven't eaten up dinner.

The pounding of the door grew loud. And I almost stumbled in surprise.

"Fuck! Stop breaking my door, asshole!" I shouted as I rushed off to the door. I swung the knob harshly and the person behind it knocked down.

"Damn you, man!" He groaned in pain rubbing his knees and elbows as he slowly gets up.

I chuckled. Running a hand through my long hair.I walked away to my living room leaving him still moaning in pain. And I sat on a couch looking at him with my arms crossed over my chest.

"Spill it out. Im starving and so fuckin' sleepy." I yawned. Shit!

"Dont you know how to order?" He said with raised eyebrow.

"Maybe later. Im not in the mood."

"Lazy pig! "

He slammed his butt to the sofa next to me.

"So, did you found him?" I softly said after a moment of silence.

"No. But I found her daughter."

I saw him clutched his jeans and got something from its back pocket.

"That's her picture. And the last time I saw her was on your cousin's Choco Shop." He threw the picture at my lap. And I picked it up quickly.

I stared at the girl on the picture. She's smiling at something someone have said. Hair pinned up high but there were some strands fall to her face. Her eyes glistened with enthusiasm. Her hands loaded with books while she's walking. So young and so beautiful. Yet,

"Shit! I knew her! I mean, this girl! "

I suddenly stood up. Still staring at the picture with hooded eyes. And right then and there, the image seemed so familiar.

"Woah, man! You goin' to eat that paper?" I heard him said with a small laugh.

My eyes transferrd to him. Still with that strong hard gaze.

"Hey, whats wrong? You look high!"

I didn't respond to his silly joke. I quickly gazed back at the image. And as I stared hard at it, my mind began to form visions. Visions from the past. That fucking two years of hatred im my heart. That brought me here in this fucking country full of shits and stupid people. That two years I've wasted my teenage years searching for the person who caused me pain and betrayal. And whoever is related to him must suffer too. Just like how I suffered. And maybe worst than that. He must repay a life with a life also. And this girl will be his redemption. Slowly, my lips curved into a smile.

My friend stared at me with eyes full of confusions. But I don't mind him. All I could think of was my revenge. And I'm so damn sure that I'm gonna' win!