Just Roommates

How to handle a drunk girl

Arjun P.O.V

"Maa, what happened, why would you say such nasty stuff to that poor girl, she is just as innocent as I am! Think about it maa, she left her house, her family, her life to come and fit in with us in the matter of 48 hours! And even after this she hasn't bothered us for a minute!" While I said all this, I just felt like I found myself responsible for it and Maybe Diya was going through a lot of pain, because of me!"

"I'm sorry Arjun" my mother said as she sobbed "I was angry that day, I just couldn't react to the fact that some girl had dumped my son! And you know Diya, I never thought that she was fit to be your wife and I still don't think that and I know that I'm being unfair but.." she continued sobbing. 

"Maa, dont worry about me, I am glad that Meeta left me, I don't think either of us would have been happy if she didn't go! And as for Diya, I think we should give her some time to fit in and adjust, wo dil ki boori nahi hai maa!"

"Did you talk to her? Even once?"

"I will, tonight" I said before  I headed to my room.

I knew that Diya went for a party, she did dress up more than usual but it was 12 and I was beginning to worry for her. I tried calling her phone but it wasn't reachable. I tried it once again and put it on speaker wondering what I would say to her if she did lift the call. That's  when I heard the voice of a man across the line, "hello", I checked to see if I had dialled the right number

"Hello, who is this, is this diya's phone, where is diya??" I was getting frantic

"yo bud, Hi, Hi, yeah, no Diya is fine she is with me, I am Abhi, her bestfriend and I am actually trying to figure out  a way to your house"

"oh okay, but where is Diya???" I heard diya scream from the behind and her 'bestfriend' was trying to calm her down "that's it diya, no more drinking, not a sip", he continued talking to me " yeah, there is a little problem and you might not be okay with it, But Diya is drunk, now tell me if you are willing to handle her or you know I could always take her with me if you don't wanna be involved in this mess"

"No please, bring her here, I'll just explain the address" I frantically explained the address to him. I didn't want Diya to stay with him because I had no Idea about who he was and what kind of a man he was and Diya was drunk! I really was concerned about her safety and security.

 In about 15 minutes they arrived and I went down to 'retrieve' Diya. She was drunk DRUNK. I gently held her from the waist  and thanked Abhi.  Diya was still humming some song and I had to shush her. "Drunk diya, handle her and trust me you can handle everything else

!" giggles Abhi but that's when he also came into this serious mood and said "Listen, I don't know your nature of relationship with diya, but you better not harm her or take her advantage. Also either handle her like this without letting her drink any more or let her complete one more bottle, become a little emo and pass out". After all these instructions, Abhi sped away in his jeep while I was left with the task of carrying A drunk Diya in the house without waking any one up.

"sshhhsshhh diya and tip toe, everyone is sleeping!" I said, as I let diya in, she was too drunk, holding a bottle in one hand and heels in another. Ofcourse, I was holding her with one hand and her purse with another. I walked in the front with Diya behind me. Diya was singing to herself and suddenly she stopped.

"Diya, what happened!"

She smirked and handed me the bottle and almost screeched, "TUMM BHI PEEYO--" when I interrupted her with a shush, she said shush back and whispered, "tum bhi peeyoge kya!", still smiling and giggling at I don't even know what, like a little kid. And then she wobbled and fell, and thank god for saving that bottle from breaking. She started laughing again and then sat there drinking a little more. I of course had to stop her. Not realizing what I was doing, I took the heels and the bottle from her hand, left the heels on the side and took her in my arms and she was actually light! Quite light for a 5 foot 8 inch tall girl.I stealthily took her up the stairs just praying that the bottle doesn't break, and suddenly I felt her hands around my neck and her radiant face sobered down.

"Even you don't want me right?" she said, sadly.

I didn't reply, yet she continued. I opened the door to my room and got in. I slowly put her on the bed and turned to get her some when I felt her hand on mine, "Don't leave me arjun, please, don't leave me, like everyone does!", I couldn't believe my eyes, the same diya that always described how she wasn't scared of being alone was suddenly in a vulnerable state and as much as I hated to be a part of this side of her's, I couldn't help it. I sat next to her not saying a single thing but got up again. This time she let my hand be. I went to the bathroom and got a wet towel and her night clothes. Oh dear, that was gonna be task to get herself into them. Maybe ill let her sleep like that, I thought to myself, yet I got it and put it next to her. She started again ,

"why does everyone leave me? Akhil left me for that plastic priya-priyanka-whatever the hell bitch ass name she has, Meeta di left me, didn't even tell me once! Dad's angry at me and so are you! Even though I think you are being reasonable. I mean mein bhi tum par gussa hoon, but I'll tell you the most fucked up part, those fucking investors, they wanna replace me, me! the one who gave the company her whole fucking life!"

I could see the tears rolling down and continues cleaning her face with a towel, I passed on her clothes, she began undressing herself without any reluctance so I turned the other side.

"Mmmm, Arjun, I'm stuck", she was stuck in that Tshirt! Oh god, save me. I could see her bra, I ignored it and adjusted the t-shirt. I slowly tucked her in bed and she held my hand, again! What was wrong with her! But in no time was she fast asleep. I slept on the sofa that night!