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.

it because on those good days, the really good fucking days, you can't imagine waking up

second without that person holding your hand and

I know if you really love each other, you'll get through it,

claps her hands.

it, and then I burst into tears again. "I'm sorry, I'm just so

that I missed school when I was sick, and I feel so much pressure over

feel like a true crime story ready to

myself. Sadie tilts her head. "Blake

was pretty tame.

else was pairing up while I was throwing

"Was he nice?"

Blake, I mean, since all

was. We had

at least distracted me for nearly an

still think something's off

"Yeah."

that I'm back to wondering what exactly is off because I can't put my finger on it. "Maybe.

"Blake?"

to my laptop and

sounds at my door.

lets himself in. "Hey, beautiful, mind if I borrow you real

Sadie on the

you're friends with the devil.“

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

cheat on you. Besides, if he did, I'd

my eyes. "Thanks,

“Anytime.”

and pulls her out of my room, leaving me alone with my laptop and

take a deep breath and get on

And then I type.

know we need to

ass, but I miss you. I don't want to

you, so I at least thought I could email and let you know that no matter what,

And I'm still yours.