You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 124

Easton

I'm a fucking mess through last period and can't even fucking text Harper to apologize or discuss the whole thing with her mom.

The sick feeling I get in my chest when I think about her not claiming me and of course on top of that the picture.

Fuckkkk, the damn picture. I see Sadie the minute I get out of class and think, oh good, someone I can convince to be on my side, when she smacks me on the ass with her backpack.

"The hell, Sadie!”

“How could you hurt her like that! I thought you trusted her! She was bawling."

Her own eyes tear up. "Really, Easton?

I mean, fucking, really?"

"Keep your voice down."

I grab her by the elbow and bring her toward my locker when Ryan walks up. "Is there a reason you're hitting him?"

"Yes,"

she seethes and looks around us. "He has a picture of Leigh on his phone with her tits just dangling out there and Harper saw it and it was the same day...it was..."

She shakes her head. "That same fucking day you guys decided to get serious, you lied, Easton. AGAIN!”

"Keep your voice down!"

Ryan repeats and shares a look with me. "Sadie, you don't know the whole story.”

Her eyes widen. "You knew?"

"Shit."

Ryan lowers his head. "Look, can we do this in the parking lot at least?

People are starting to stare."

appears ready to

the verge of tears as we

and already I feel guilty because I know she's taking sides and is

appears in the parking lot, heading toward Sadie's car, and I know all hell is about to break loose

A fucking scrunchie?

“You

and says, "Good game, thanks for handing me my ass. It

and smiles. "Maybe winning first isn't where

to kill him. Blood pumps through my body as my nostrils flare. Ryan grabs me before I can run after Blake or just

we should just head out and

You could use it"

want to talk to Harper. The minute my eyes search for her again, she's already hopping into

She hesitates putting it

herself in while Sadie gives me the finger and burns out of the parking lot, like she's getting

into my Jeep and follow him to the

his knuckles and says, "Tell me everything, like you're a girl on

teeth and stare at my empty plate. "Other

thing called

like that better

"Yes,"

interrupt him. "For the love of God, can we not talk about it

his hands in surrender. "Fine by me, again, it's my sister. If I could

“I'm sure your mom feels the same

second—hand embarrassment and

nightmares of her

Coke and lean back in the chair, explaining how everything went

hurt that Harper didn't tell

and listens, though I can tell I'm stressing him out too

wishes each of the Cokes had

a damn bottle

talk. I know why you kept it and I still support it, the picture that is, but she's so stressed out, man. Mom and Dad were not easy on

He clears his throat.

you right now and seeing that on your

they do when one has to pee and seventeen of them get up and go. The point

going to be