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?"

talking about this with

look at Sadie, silently pleading for

has a way with Ryan, she's able to soften

"Ryan, please,” she begs.

is freaking—the— fuck—out over this, tell her something, that's the

He looks at Sadie.

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

going to

everything I

"He ...

with her?”

Ryan shakes his head.

texting and calling me, but

Way too much.

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

Please call me.

to talk about

what you think, Harper, I

to

me, please,

didn’t do it, I swear

me before you get

reply, not to answer his calls and I trusted she

mean, fighting about this before school isn't going to

to change the way

the proof for myself that he was at

possibly say that will make this better? I look at Ryan in the rearview mirror

proving to be harder than I

if they

you ask me

light, glaring at me from

the girls Easton fucks,

does, they're

and I

of the way to school, and I'm not surprised to see Blake the moment I walk into the

always there

pulling me into his arms,

that he did this to

I don’t pull away.

going to be so hard once the whispers

don’t know if it helps to hear

up to school, so I don't think you'll have to see her

won't have to pass her in the hallway should give me some relief, but it

Everything hurts.

even more when

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