Virago ~ The better wrong

Chapter-15

They rushed past the crowd to where they were sitting earlier to find Deb spread on the couch. Owen and Ben hurried forward and together picked her up in sitting position which revealed her red face and half closed eyes. She was drunk, obliviously but Liam could think of no explanation for her red face.

“She vomited twice before I could run and get you.” TJ muttered and Ben nodded at him and tried to give him a convincing smile.

“How many drinks did she have?” Owen asked looking up from her.

“She only had 3 drinks, only 1 with alcohol in it. One of the drink makers exchanged her diet coke for someone else’s cocktail and then her face turned red.” TJ answered hurriedly.

After a few moments Owen and Ben muttered something to each other and both sat up, Owen next to Deb supporting her and Ben on the bean bag.

“It’s okay, she is fine. Deb has alcohol intolerance. But she had only one drink so she would be fine soon. TJ can arrange a cup of coffee for her?” Owen explained the group and turned to TJ who exhaled the breath he was holding. Next to him Tris bumped his shoulder smiling and Liam slid next to Deb, taking her hand and looking at Owen.

At this Deb woke suddenly and looked at Liam giving him a smile. “WE ARE THE WILDCATS.” She shouted wrapping her hand around him.

“Her face is turning normal so it’s not that big a deal. Deb is very careful about her drinks but the last and only other time this happened the effect was worse so we got scared.” Owen kept on speaking, completely ignoring Deb and clasped his hand with Ben’s in victory. Ben too nodded his head but spoke nothing which did not surprise Lillian because TJ was still in the area.

“OH, AND SOME OF US ARE WILD…MALE CATS.” Deb shouted again, giggling unlike herself.

“Okay guys I will arrange coffee and you can all come up to my room. We have a lot more peace and a lot less alcohol, sweat and absolutely no drunk people in there. I will send Milan to bring you guys up.” TJ said and went up the stairs.

“Seriously though is she going to be fine?” Liam asked as Deb poked him on his arm giggling at her actions.

“Yes Liam. She will be fine just drunk for some time.” Ben answered rolling his eyes and soon enough they saw Milan walking towards them and everyone followed him upstairs.

***

“Welcome to my sweet home. Here you go coffee and cokes.” TJ said placing the tray in front of them. Milan walked them to the second floor which had 5 to 6 rooms each labeled clearly like TJ’S ROOM, DANCE HALL etc and one of them had words CLOSED V’S written on them. Lillian looked around her smiling nostalgically and ran her hand through the label before she entered his room.

They talked for some time and then Lillian looked around his room taking in the same walls and the same bookcase. His room was as big as ever and as tidy as ever too.

“Nothing changed.” Lillian remarked lightly touching his hand.

“Something got closed.” TJ replied folding his arm and smiling slightly.

“I know and I am so sorry about it.” Lillian said genuinely.

“It’s okay if you are ready to remedy it with one last match.” TJ answered.

“Nope….Nada, not going to happen.” Lillian answered almost instantly.

“Come on, please?” TJ asked again almost begging this time.

“No TJ I told you I left it for good.” Lillian said folding her arms herself.

“I know and I did too but please for old time sake? Or are you scared?” TJ mocked.

“You wish.”

“Okay what are guys talking about?” Tris asked before TJ could make a comment.

“Street fighting.” TJ answered and Lillian shouted SHUT UP smacking his arm while the rest of the group except Liam burst out laughing.

“Lillian and street fighting.” Owen managed to get out before another round of laugh.

“Why are you guys laughing?” Liam asked.

“Because Lillian hates violence.” Tris said between her laughs. Ben too shook his head smiling at the thought.

“She would not hurt anyone even for a billion.” Owen added.

“Come on Lillian, show them.” TJ whispered loud enough so that only Lillian can hear it. She looked at them laughing and clapping each other before turning and nodding her head, an evil grin spread on her face.

“You are going down honey.” She whispered back before standing up and moving out of the room.

***

They were all standing outside the ring of CLOSED V’S room. By now Owen and Tris were sure Lillian had lost her mind. They went to her near the ring where she was looking around smiling as if she was missing this place incredibly.

“Why are you doing this? He will kill you.” Tris said to her in urgent whispers.

“You don’t have to Lillian, this is insane.” Owen added

“LILLIAN IS GOING DOWN!” Deb shouted before resuming her ridiculous dance on the bench where Liam was sitting and looking at her adorably, making sure she does not fall off the table.

“I guess you don’t have to worry about her anymore.” Lillian said leaning on the fence.

“Yeah yeah, they are beautifully irritating.” Owen answered still not sure about the fight.

“Owen, I am just trying. I will tap when it gets hard and TJ is my friend. He won’t let me die, I promise.” She said smiling at him.

“Okay but tap before thinking twice.” He said leaving her in the ring.

“You are going to fight in those clothes?” Ben asked entering the room.

“Where were you?” Lillian asked ignoring his comment

“Went to bring some drinks.” He answered “It’s all virgin.” He added to Owen who lowered his eyebrows. “Anyways, TJ asked me to tell you that your ‘gear is here’ whatever that means.”

“Seriously?” Lillian asked before running towards one of the door near the ring. Five minutes later she came out in black tank top with dark blue yoga pants. She was wearing ragged sneakers and hairs up in a bun with a black mask which had a yellow flower on it with a drop of blood on its one petal.

TJ too entered the room in only grey yoga pants and mask which had joker’s smile on it.

“I AM BATMAN!” Deb shouted and TJ winked at her.

Both, Lillian and TJ hugged each other and TJ whispered ‘I missed you’ in her ears before punching her hard on her face, so much that blood dripped from the corner of mouth and Owen muttered ‘Help her god’ under his breath, crossing his fingers.