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 Blake?

d—dare you," she continues and tries to step back, but he's holding onto

"I—I.

thought you

says from the doorway directly next to me, his empty hand telling me he'd come in here for

chosen the

the scene isn't as bad as

Still, it's bad enough.

are on

smeared all over Blake's

are spilling down Sadie's

she cries, "I didn't

it was you

his teeth grinding together as he roars, "Sadie, what the fuck

want to throw my best friend under the

my brother to

want my brother to feel betrayed because his girlfriend was just

Fuck.

"Ryan .."

I start.

running up behind Ryan, stopping him by holding him steady, and I quickly realize Easton has joined us

the fuck is going on?"

No one says anything.

Sadie crying, we'd be standing

answer me,’

trying to wiggle out of Easton's

I know what the fuck is happening,”

him, Harper!"

because your face is telling me you

moves

and—d it

“And then I—lips"

Another hiccup.

and I was sure it was y—you,

to explode when he says to her,

him off and says, “Answering the question,

advantage of you?"

puts her hand on her forehead, her skin starting to

"l don't th—think so.

I'm s—so drunk, Ryan"

best friend better than

her alcohol limit and we're there right

going to be sick," I tell everyone, and I move past the

me, I'm going to bring you into

guiding her up the stairs into Easton's room

her into the bathroom and just as I'm grabbing a washcloth to wet, she leans over the toilet and

Harper,’ she

with cool water and

“It's okay.

to feel better after this.”

again and I hold her hair out

right,”

Harp?” She sobs

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

She turns to me, her black

"Hate, hate, haaaaate me"

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