You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 125

Harper

"It would be so much easier if I still didn't feel like shit!"

I throw myself onto my bed as Sadie paces back and forth as if that's going to help the trauma of the day. Why can't things be easier?

I do love him. I do. I just feel betrayed. Hurt.

And exhausted, quite honestly, I could nap for ten days and probably still not feel rested.

Maybe it's the fact that I was so sick and jumped right back into school, the trauma of my mom finding us, or feeling guilty over not telling my parents about the love of my life.

Wow, take your pick.

"He's an asshole,’ she finally says. "Let him sweat it out a bit."

“Would you?"

I ask. "Let Ryan sweat it out?

Or would you communicate?

Hear him out?

Be mature?

I don't even know what I want to do. One minute, I want to run Easton over, the next I want to hold him and never let go.

He's mine, Sadie. Mine. I love him. I just...I don't understand this side of him. The one that's still holding back, the one that's afraid.”

She sighs. “Love is scary, babe. No matter how young or old you are.

It has no prejudices, it is what it is. One day, it cuts you so deep you think you might bleed out, the next day you wonder how you ever lived without that feeling.

because on those good days, the really

can't imagine breathing one more second without that person holding your hand and standing by

if you really love each other, you'll get through it, fight for it, and come

claps her hands. “He's dead to

I burst into tears again. "I'm sorry, I'm just so emotional

I was sick, and

a true crime story ready to

head. "Blake seemed extra friendly today. Wanna talk about

shrug. "He was pretty

partner in gym. I let him because honestly everyone else was pairing

"Was he nice?"

her fingernails. "For Blake, I mean, since all

We

at least distracted me for nearly an hour, which I totally

still think something's off

"Yeah."

finger on it. "Maybe. I don't know.

"Blake?"

laptop and open it. "Let me

at

mind if I

Sadie on

wait, you're friends with the devil.“ He rolls his

here and right now, you both need to listen to the reason. Yes, I knew, blah, blah, blah, you all want to murder me, who

cheat on you. Besides, if

fill my eyes.

“Anytime.”

my room, leaving me alone with my laptop and all

breath

And then I type.

we

I miss you. I don't

so complicated so fast, but... can't text you, so I at least

And I'm still yours.