You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

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? Oh

to step back, but he's holding onto

"I—I.

thought you

the doorway directly next to me, his empty hand telling me he'd come

just chosen the

least the scene isn't as bad as

Still, it's bad enough.

are on

smeared all over Blake's

spilling down Sadie's

cries, "I

it

grinding together as he roars, "Sadie, what the fuck am I looking at right now?" I don't know how to fix

dont want to throw my best friend under

want my brother to kill

to feel betrayed because his girlfriend

Fuck.

"Ryan .."

I start.

you!" But someone comes running up behind Ryan, stopping him by holding him steady, and

going on?"

No one says anything.

Sadie crying, we'd

fucking answer me,’

go!" Ryan shouts, trying to wiggle out of

what the fuck is happening,” Easton

him, Harper!"

him what you saw because your face

a chance to say anything because Sadie moves away from Blake and closes

me and—d it was dark—k.” She

“And then I—lips"

Another hiccup.

I heard y—your name and I was sure

he's about to explode when he says to her, "Did

and says, “Answering the question,

take advantage of you?"

forehead, her skin starting

"l don't th—think so.

I'm s—so drunk, Ryan"

know my best friend better than

I know when she's reached her alcohol limit

sick," I tell everyone, and I move past

going to bring you into Easton's room so you have

up the stairs into Easton's room and

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

Harper,’ she

cloth with cool water and hold it

“It's okay.

to feel better after this.”

purges again and I hold her hair out of her face, rubbing soft circles over her

right,”

Harp?” She

do with Blake?" “Don't

to me, her black eyeliner running down

"Hate, hate, haaaaate me"