Eighteenth Vow: May The Best Man Win II

She sighed. Catherine wanted to say no but she knows Grey will try to make his plan work one way or another. It would be futile if she would continue to resist something inevitable. "Fine! Be nice to Victor!"

"Yes Obelia." He cooed.

"You better Kingsley."

They got out and headed to the place they left Victor. They found him shouting at his phone. "Victor!"

He ran up to her quickly. "Rosie! Oh my god! Please tell me next time you disappear! What's up with you scaring me today?" He saw Grey behind her waving hello at him.

'Oh not this fucker.'

"I'm sorry Victor, I just saw something I like over there." She nervously laughed. "Yes, and that something would be me. Surprise Rovanovich." Grey placed his head on top of hers and his hands on her shoulders.

Victor looked at him from head to toe. Showing clearly his distaste. "The heck you want?" He wouldn't curse in front of Catherine. It would ruin his good image of him.

"Now, now Rovanovich. You sure do pack a punch today, hm?" Grey returning the same gesture he did to him.

"Don't make me repeat myself Kingsley. Rosie and I are busy, so find yourself some other person to entertain you" Catherine chimed in the conversation. "Victor, don't be too um, aggressive."

'I meant to say hostile but aggressive works too.' Catherine thought. "Yes Victor, don't be too aggressive on me." The thread of Victor's rationality snapped. He said in a low voice. "Ten seconds."

Grey taunted. "Ten seconds of what? Throw a tantrum in front of Cathy? You're not a kid anymore."

A red flag. Definitely a red flag. Catherine intervened before shit's about to go real. She tried to coax her raging best friend by holding both of his hands and placing them around her and caressed his back.

"Let's calm down Victor, okay? Calm down, Vic, calm down." She internally prayed. 'Please calm down, I don't want another trip to the police station.' He responded to her embrace and watched Grey.

He mouthed the words. 'Fuck you Kingsley.'

Grey clapped back. 'Fuck you too Rovanovich.'

She unclasped herself from him and tried to change the mood. "Since we are all here, we should find a place to eat, ah, um, you know, to soothe our spirits and stomachs." Such an awful attempt but she'll manage.

Grey scoffed. "Yes, we should go. I'm up for brunch." He enthusiastically said. 'No one asked Kingsley.' Victor kept his words to himself.

As they walked to the nearest diner. Victor held Catherine's waist closing their distance. Grey grabbed her hand and stuffed it inside his coat. Catherine felt suffocated in between them. 'This lying douche, promising me that he'll behave. Lies.'

The people looked their way. Two handsome men and a lady. They didn't mind Catherine. They were more focused on Victor and Grey. A person from the university went up to them.

"Hey Grey! It's me, Marie."

The blonde took no moment further. "Oh? Will you look at that Kingsley, a friend of yours appeared. You should go with her and we should best be on our way." Grey knew which strings to pull.

"Cathy, you wouldn't mind waiting for me right? This will only take a minute." Grey smiled. She looked at Victor then back at him. 'What the heck should I say?'

"Um, Victor, since it will only be a minute, it should be fine right?" The blonde scowled and the black-haired male smirked in victory. He turned to Marie. "What is it Marie?"

"I just came to say hi and…" She saw that the brunette's hand is in Grey's coat. "You got yourself a girlfriend now?" She was confused because the other man beside her had his arm around her waist.

"No." Victor said. "What?" Catherine answered. "Yes." Grey replied. They all said in unison. They looked at each other.

"What do you mean yes?" Catherine and Victor questioned. "What do you mean no?" Grey raised a brow. They said their statement in perfect sync.

The girl, Marie, sweat dropped and moved awkwardly. "I'll take that as a work in progress. I should go." She excused herself and the trio went on battling about the situation as they reached the diner.