[Margaret]

I was tired of running. I could feel that but I chose not to pay attention to it. All I wanted to do was to run and run until I finally find that heck of a guy.

Damn it! He was already out of my sight and all, but that jerk still had the ability to turn my mind in a haywire.

But even with that, I had to admit that I couldn't help feeling worried for him. It was as if a hand clenched my heart tight every time I would think that he could be in danger that he imposed onto himself. That guy doesn't have any care at all when it comes to himself. What was important to him was his emotions—his rage and hate.

And that was the worst!

That was why I had to find him as soon as possible.

'Sorry if I didn't inform you about this, Mayu.'

But I just didn't want my cousin to laugh at me for doing this for the guy whose guts I knew I hated to the core since day one. I didn't want to hear that from her at the moment. Ayoko munang marinig iyon mula rito. Finding Brent and as much as possible, stopping him from whatever mad actions his mind had come up with should be my goal.

I halted to a stop and panted hard with my hands placed on my knees. Seriously! My chest hurt because of too much running. But it was okay. I guessed it was worth it. Besides, it was my fault, anyway.

But I didn't regret listening to Mayu and Pete's coversation earlier. I was right when I thought that he brought some bad news. Not only did I learn that Brent was still sick even after three days that he didn't attend his classes, but also that he was missing since the other night.

"What in the world is running in your mind, you irritating jerk? Don't you have anything better to do other than to give me more headache to endure because of you?" Oh, great! I was definitely going crazy. Why was I asking this to someone who wasn't even in front of me?

Oh, great! It looked like I would be the one to end up insane here before I realized it.

I had no idea what came to me and decided to storm out of the school. The moment I heard the name "Carol", I knew Brent was at it again. He would start hurting other people again. He would destroy more lives.

Vivian's words kept ringing in my mind. That I was the only one who could stop Brent from doing thay. But heck! How was I supposed to do that? Here I was, having a hard time trying to keep up with the way his mind worked.

And the most important question of all...

Where would I start looking for that jerk?

Damn it! Why didn't I think of that earlier? I was starting to lose my mind.

Okay. Think, Margaret. Think. Make your brain function properly.

It went like that for a few moments, though I wasn't sure if it even lasted for a minute or two.

Until I realized something.

Was it possible that... the jerk I was looking for wasn't on the place where Brent found Carol? Besides, what could be his reason for him to return to that place? If that was the case, then that location was out of the list of possible places.

I was sure it wasn't the building where Vanz Esguerra was thrown to his death. According to Oliver, the building was demolished a long time ago. In fact, there wasn't any infrastructure built there until this moment.

"Great! Now everything's not condpirjng to at least help me with this." It wasn't enough that I've been acting like a detective here for thinking too much. Like Nancy Drew, though I was sure I won't even come close to that.

Nothing would come up.

Until I remembered something. It was the words that Vivian said...

~"The reason why Brent arrived home full of bruises and wounds was because he ended up beating up the people who was with the girl that happened to be my brother's girlfriend. Brent forced them to confess where Carol Sanchez was but they were tight-lipped about it. They remained like that even though he nearly killed them with punches and kicks full of Brent's rage..."~

"Where did Brent find those guys who were with Carol that night?" Yes, I was aware that I looked like an idiot for talking to myself at the moment.

I had been asking a question that no one could help me answer it at all.

I took my cellphone placed inside my bag. It was Joseph's gift to me last Christmas, though it wasn't truly enough to compensate for not actually attending the ocassion like he used to. He knew what I did with my old phone, that I threw it away fod a reason. I scrolled through the list of contacts stored in that phone. Of all the people that I could ask, only two names stood out.

Oliver and Vivian.

But who was I supposed to ask between these two about the answer that I needed? Geez! This was no time to contemplate on that.

Argh! Whatever.

With a heavy sigh, I pressed the number of who I needed to talk to and called that person.

"Hello? I need your help with something."