True Love Waits novel Chapter 643

After deleting the video, Wesley threw Niles' phone back to him. As Wesley approached, Niles could hear the knuckles of his brother's hands cracking. "You threatened me. Know what happened to the last guy who did that?" Wesley said.

"No. What happened to him?" Niles asked. His heart was hammering in his chest. He knew what awaited him if his threat didn't work—another round of Wesley's fists. Niles was anxious. He could only think of one person who could save him. Curling up in a corner, he secretly dialed Blair's number.

When Wesley was close enough, he dragged Niles to the edge of the bed and told him in a menacing tone, "I cracked his skull open. He's probably been reincarnated by now. Want what he got?"

Blair picked up the phone. To make sure Wesley wouldn't find out, Niles quickly put his phone down on the bed and pleaded apologetically, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have threatened you. But come on! I'm your little brother. Can't you just let up? Just for one second?"

He was so nervous he kept glancing at his phone. Wesley couldn't miss that and followed his gaze. He reached to grab for the phone. Niles wasn't quick enough to stop him. The screen was on, and the call to Blair was displayed, along with how long the call had lasted.

"Hi, Niles. What's up?" Both of them could hear her on the other end. Niles sensed that Wesley was going to hang up the phone, so he yelled quickly into his phone, "Blair, help!"

No sooner had he shouted these words than Wesley cut the call short.

Niles wasn't sure if Blair heard him.

"Wesley, please. Just let me up. I'll go back to my room," he pleaded again, wistfully; but there was never a single tear on his face.

As if he heard nothing, Wesley sent him sprawling on the bed again and punched him.

Just then, "Knock, knock, knock." Someone was knocking at the door.

Niles guessed it must be Blair. His eyes widened, shining with hope. "Blair, ah! Help! Help! He's killing me!" he wailed.

"Shut up, idiot!" Wesley warned him and covered his mouth with one hand.

"Mmph...mmmm..." Niles struggled, still trying to utter some words, but Wesley's "gag" was too strong.

Wesley assumed if no one answered the door, the person outside would leave, but Blair wasn't going to give up so easily. She was worried about Niles, so she kept knocking. She knocked as lightly as possible so she wouldn't disturb the elders.

But even after a while, no one answered her knocks. Just when she was about to dial Wesley's number, he opened the door.

His pajamas were disheveled, revealing his burly chest. He was so tall and sturdy that standing there, he was like a wall between her and his bedroom. All she saw was his broad chest. She lowered her head, looked away and said in a low voice, "Um... I'd like to talk to Niles."

"He's in bed," he replied. Well, strictly speaking, he wasn't lying. Threatened by his brother, Niles was lying in bed, with his mouth and eyes shut.

Blair found that weird. Niles had just called her. Suspicious, she raised her head and looked around, trying to figure out how Niles was doing. But Wesley led her further away from the doorway. "It's late. Why do you want to talk to him?" he asked.

"Er..." Blair opened her mouth, but she couldn't come up with any excuses to give him. She was only there because Niles had called her and asked for her help. While she was considering how to respond, it also occurred to her that Wesley seemed to have been trying to keep her away from his room. It looked as if he was covering something up. In that case, she had to go inside. He might have killed Niles! Thinking of this, Blair said calmly, "I couldn't sleep. That fight between you and Niles kind of freaked me out. Maybe you can talk me down?" Then she walked past Wesley and made her way towards the room.

Wesley was taken aback. He thought of his poor brother's swollen face and black eye. He had to stop her. So he grabbed her arm and said, "It's not a good time."

"Come on, you're a guy. What are you shy about?" Blair gave him a disdainful look. Then, something struck her. She stared at him and queried, "Wait a minute! You have a girl in here! Is that why you don't want me to go into your room?"

Wesley felt defeated. 'This is the middle of the night, for fuck's sake. Why would there be a girl in my room?' he thought.

Blair wasn't going to drop it, though. "Why do you look so nervous? Is there really a girl in there? Who is it? Megan? Or maybe Garnet? Or is it someone I don't know?"