CHAPTER 26: Tolerate

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Yuri's POV:

Next day.

We were walking towards the main street now. We had lunch almost two hours ago and now, we were all heading to get some cabs and then go to Canyon park.
(The name of the park is fictional)

Kat and I were walking side by side and talking about tomorrow's plans, tomorrow night, to be specific. She's getting officially, publicly engaged. And she's more than over the moon about it. She chuckled as I teased her a bit more about it before hitting my arm gently. "Oh, by the way, aunt Kacy called me while we were at lunch. She got on the flight. But since she was coming later, she was supposed to book her own room at the hotel. She didn't say much about that though, so I'm not sure what's going on."

We reached the sidewalk and waited for the others to join us. I didn't want to share a ride with Ash, I just didn't want to be around him. We haven't spoken since the incident that happened in the hallway.

"Yuri, angel, come here!"

I looked ahead and spotted Matt's grandma standing at a cab, waving me over. I sent her a small and mumbled bye to Kat before heading over to her.

"Ash, you too!"

I froze, spinning on my heels but halting when Georgia blocked my way. She grabbed my shoulders and spun me around, pushing me towards the cab. "Let's go," she sang, forcing me to walk over.

I sighed softly and glared at her over my shoulder. "I'm going to kill you, Georgia," I mumbled.

"Sure, go ahead," she chuckled.

I stopped in front of grandma while Ash caught up to us, standing a few feet to my left.

"Why don't you lot keep me company? You too, girlie," Grandma grinned at Georgia.

"Do you know my name, grandma?" Georgia questioned.

"Ofcourse! It's Georgia... I think."

"It sure is. I call shotgun." She skipped ahead.

I grabbed her t-shirt, pulling her back. "You do not call shotgun. Ash does." I turned to him. "Don't you, Ash?"

"I call shotgun," grandma said suddenly. We all stared at her in surprise. "I don't like sitting' in the back, it makes me feel a little nauseous. I'll sit at the front." She went ahead and sat in the passenger seat, leaving all three of us out here.

"I'm not sitting in the middle," Georgia said, quickly slipping out of my hold and sitting behind the passenger seat.

I sighed, glaring at her before turning to Ash. "Why don't you go with them? I'll get a different cab."

"On your own? Just sit in the middle."

"I don't want to sit in the middle."

"Then I'll sit in the middle," he shrugged. "Don't make everything such a big deal, Han. I told you, we can't avoid each other."

My eyes narrowed on him. "I also remember saying I was going to avoid you for as long as I could. So, I'll get my own cab."

He grabbed my arm before I could walk away and pushed me towards the cab. I struggled a bit to get his hand off my arm but failed as he pulled the door open and turned me towards the car. He put one hand on the top of my head and pushed me down and into the car.

I swatted his hand away as he got into the car, sitting to my right, closing the door and trapping me between him and Georgia. I huffed, shooting daggers at him. "What is your problem?"

"You are the problem," he retorted.

"Ash," Nana called out. "Where are we headed?"

"Um, I'm sorry," he sighed, turning his attention to the driver. "Canyon Park, please."
"Ten minutes to go, correct?" The driver asked.

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