You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 83

Harper

Easton and Mrs.

Scott? Last night? He ...

cheated on me? Every time I read the post from WHGOSSIP, I feel like I get kicked in the heart again with the highest spiked heel.

This time, it's happening in the back of Ryan's car, the tears filling my eyes for what feels like the hundredth time this morning.

If Sadie hadn't spent the night and been with me when I got the news, I would have stayed home sick.

But she doesn't want me to hide and thinks that will only make me feel worse.

I don’t know how I could possibly feel worse than this.

And nothing is making me feel better, not Sadie trying to distract me by singing in the front seat, not Ryan's insane driving as he speeds down the streets, not scrolling through Instagram and seeing everyone's comments on the post.

How could he do this to me? How could he hurt me this way? Every unanswered question bites harder into my heart.

"Put your phone down,"

Sadie says, turning around to look at me from the passenger seat.

“Stick it in your bag and don't look at it again until school is over."

She nods toward my backpack.

"Reading all that stuff, it’s only going to make you feel worse, babe.” "I know,"

I whisper, but I can't help myself.

I have to see it all.

I have to read their opinions.

I have to know what they know.

And the one person who probably knows more than anyone is driving, and he hasn't said a word to me all morning.

But I need to talk about it, I need more than just Sadie's opinion, I need to hear fromm someone who has inside knowledge.

“Ryan,” I start and pause, trying to gather my thoughts.

"Do you think—"

"No."

I'm startled by the way he completely shuts me off.

“No, what?"

about this

at Sadie, silently pleading for her

a way with Ryan, she's able to soften him a little, something

"Ryan, please,” she begs.

over this, tell her something, that's the least

He looks at Sadie.

I can do? I'm going to kill the motherfucker the

is going

everything I fear must

"He ...

with

Ryan shakes his head.

but he won't respond to Ryan? I don’t

Way too much.

haven't put my phone away, I read the texts he's sent me over the

Please call me.

to talk about

you

need to talk

ignore me, please,

do it, I swear to you,

before you

not to reply, not to answer his calls and

before school

going to change the

proof for myself

this better? I look at Ryan in the rearview mirror and ask, "What

question proving to be

if they were sleeping

can you ask me

glaring at

don't know the girls

he does, they're

and I know everything about

the rest of the way to school, and I'm

always there for

says, pulling me into his

that he did this to

I don’t pull away.

today is going to be so hard once the whispers and laughs and stares set

don’t know if it helps

so I don't think you'll

that I won't have to pass her in the hallway

Everything hurts.

it stings even more when

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