True Love Waits

Chapter 403 A Lame Excuse

Debbie changed her pajamas before accepting the video call. "Hey, Uncle Curtis," she greeted him. Sitting just behind Curtis was a familiar figure and a closer look revealed that it was none other than Carlos. Judging by the way his eyes were narrowed, she wasn't sure whether he was staring right at her or sleeping.

Debbie started to feel a little nervous as she wasn't expecting to see Carlos. Tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear, she said, "Uncle Curtis, what's going on?"

Curtis giggled and adjust his phone so that Debbie could only see him. "Carlos has been drinking all night. Damon's already passed out. Neither of Wesley and Niles is a heavy drinker. I guess I will be the next to get wasted. Debbie, you have to help me."

Both Niles and Debbie were rendered speechless.

'Wait. Carlos has been drinking?' Debbie furrowed her brows and said anxiously, "Carlos is still on his medication. He really shouldn't be drinking at all."

"I know! But he has already drunk four and a half bottles of liquor. And, guess what? He has already smoked three packets of cigarettes. Any sensible human being would think that he's probably trying to kill himself."

'What? Is Uncle Curtis joking or something? What will I do if Carlos dies? And Piggy?'

Debbie couldn't accept the thought of losing Carlos again and she raised her voice saying, "Uncle Curtis, could you please give your phone to Carlos?" She didn't know whether Carlos would speak to her, but she had to give it a shot.

Curtis waved his phone before Carlos and said, "Debbie's on the line. She wants to talk to you."

Carlos cast a cold glance at Curtis to dismiss him at once. He knew Curtis was using Debbie to stop him from drinking. "No!" He turned Curtis down without hesitation.

Upon hearing that, Debbie felt both hurt and embarrassed. "Uncle Curtis, I have to get back to work now. You should just call Stephanie."

Before Curtis even had the chance to say something, Debbie ended the video call, without saying goodbye.

silence permeated the private booth. None of them knew what to say or

a bottle of wine. "This bottle of wine looks nice. Niles, get us some

of them and by default ended up getting bossed around by the others. Sighing in defeat, Niles stood up to

him. He kicked Damon, who was blocking his way, and told the others, "I have to go.

sure?" He didn't understand why Carlos suddenly

the bottle back into the wine cabinet. "Carlos is leaving, and I don't feel like drinking. Niles,

don't feel like drinking either. Let's

dumbest among them and Curtis

for help. "Send two men over to bring Damon

that, they walked out of the private

drunken stupor, he

seeing Carlos, she heaved a sigh of relief and walked toward him. She held his arm and greeted his friends

feel like talking politely. In fact, he thought about how good it would

felt a little insulted by his response. Still, she managed to conceal her feelings. "Have you been drinking again? I'll take you home. Get in the

Niles and I have agreed to go to

a proposition. 'What? When did we agree to that?' He shook his head in disbelief. Curtis whispered

"You sure?"

"A hundred percent sure."

walked towards Carlos and Stephanie. "Hi, Stephanie. Carlos and I are going to play Super Smash Bros. We had a tournament last week and Carlos beat me a few times already. So we agreed on a rematch to

question mark sign hanging above their heads. 'Niles is an idiot!

nobody's fool and she understood that Carlos just didn't want to go with her. Giving everyone a round of polite smiles, she let go

while Curtis and Wesley got into the other. Putting the pedal to the metal, the four of them disappeared within