JACK
“Nate!” Idris calls.
“Idris, I’m sorry…. I was... I was asleep.” He stammered.
“It’s fine,” Idris says. “We put your food in the fridge.” She says. Nate still taking breaths.
“Um.. thanks..” he says, opens the fridge and takes out the pizza, and is clumsy.
Idris walked to him to help him, “Are you okay?” He drinks water fast.
“Idris, You need some sleep, I will talk to him,” I say but she refused.
“I’m fine, Idris. You should get some sleep.” Nate says to Idris. Idris reluctantly left.
Once I knew she was out of reach, I pulled Nate, “You were with Bob.” I say.
“What happened?” He asks in a very low voice.
“Better, Not here.” We walked to the terrace.
“You might have killed him,” Nate says
“Trust me, I want to,” I said gritting my teeth,
Nate chokes on air, “What
