My bracelet began to beep, indicating to me that Wallace had torn off his Kat77.
I had had the plan to spend the night at Carter's apartment with the plan to get a closer look at Wallace's movements, but it was really just a stupid excuse.
Carter was still lying on my chest, as he wrapped his arms around my waist, letting me take in his warmth.
I looked at the time on my screen and it was four in the morning, I cursed Wallace, even though he was hospitalized, he still risked moving despite his stupid condition. I feared he was on drugs, so I had to follow him and eliminate anyone who dared to hurt Wallace.
"Hey" I said, shaking Carter's head, "wake up."
Carter opened his eyes, his gaze met mine and a stupid grin tugged at his lips.
Carter's head tried to move closer to mine, but before our lips met, I put my hand on his forehead and pushed him back.
