Chapter 177

 Harper 

"Do you need a drink?" I ask Easton.

He takes a look at his glass and says, “Wouldn't mind a refill, babe"

He hands me the tumbler.

"How about you?" I ask Ryan.

He checks his bottle of beer.

"Still got a half, I'm good for right now, but do me a favor, check on my girlfriend, I haven't seen her in like ten minutes or something.” Now that I think of it, he's right.

It feels like it's been a century since Sadie disappeared to the bathroom.

“I'm on it," I tell both of them and I carry Easton's glass into the kitchen, making him another vodka soda and deliver it to him before I go to the downstairs bathroom.

There's a small line outside the door and I ask the person in the front, "Is Sadie in there?" He shrugs and replies, "I think it's Michael, but I'm kinda too drunk to remember"

Sadie isn't in line.

There's a chance she went upstairs to use Easton's bathroom.

That's where I'm going to check, but I'm going to get myself a beer first.

I go to his dad's private garage to grab one from his secret stash and open the door, flipping on the light.

"Turn off the light,’ I hear someone say the moment I look inside.

I immediately notice someone leaning against the wall halfway between the fridge and me.

That someone is my best friend.

And there's a guy pinning her to the wall, his lips all over hers, his hands moving up and down her sides.

“What the fuck?” I shout, my hands instantly shaking, my heart freezing.

They stop kissing and look at me.

My stomach churns when I see who it is.

"Blake?" I gasp and look at Sadie.

"Sadie, what the hell are you doing with him?" “Blake,” she slurs and her eyes widen, like she's just now realizing it's him.

Her hand flattens against his chest and she pushes him away from her.

At least she attempts to, but he doesn't move.

"H—how dare y—you.” She's a mess.

Drunker than I thought.

I never should have let her go to the bathroom by herself.

But it's too late.

And now ...

made out with

she continues and tries to step back, but

"I—I.

thought you

was Ryan?" my brother says from the doorway directly next to me, his empty hand telling me

the

least the scene isn't as bad as it was a

Still, it's bad enough.

hands are on

smeared all

spilling

she cries,

thought it

teeth grinding together as

my best friend under

want my brother to kill Blake

brother to feel betrayed because his girlfriend

Fuck.

"Ryan .."

I start.

saying, “I'm going to fucking murder you!" But someone comes running up behind Ryan, stopping him by holding him steady, and I quickly realize Easton has joined us and he's not letting my

going on?" Easton shouts across the

No one says anything.

crying, we'd be standing in

answer me,’ Easton

go!" Ryan shouts, trying

know what the fuck is

him, Harper!"

him what you saw because your face is telling me you fucking saw

I dont get a chance to say anything because Sadie moves away from Blake and closes the

and—d it

“And then I—lips"

Another hiccup.

and I

explode when he says to her, "Did he take advantage

cuts him off and says, “Answering the

Blake take advantage of

on her forehead, her skin starting to

"l don't th—think so.

I'm s—so drunk, Ryan"

my best friend better

reached her alcohol limit and we're

I tell everyone, and I move past the boys and

on to me, I'm going to bring

of her weight, carefully guiding her up the stairs into Easton's room and close

as I'm grabbing a washcloth to wet, she

Harper,’

with cool water and hold it

“It's okay.

going to feel better

and I hold her hair out of her

right,” I

did I do, Harp?” She sobs

I do with Blake?" “Don't worry about that

going to hate me.” She turns to me, her black eyeliner running

"Hate, hate, haaaaate me"

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