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

tries to step back,

"I—I.

you

thought who was Ryan?" my brother says from the doorway directly next to me, his empty hand telling me he'd

the worst timing

least the scene isn't as bad as it

Still, it's bad enough.

are on

lipstick is smeared all

spilling down Sadie's

she cries,

it

all seems to click in his head, his teeth grinding together as he roars, "Sadie, what the fuck

dont want to throw my best friend under the

brother to kill Blake in Easton's

my brother to feel betrayed because his girlfriend was just making out

Fuck.

"Ryan .."

I start.

launches for Blake, 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 brother

going on?"

No one says anything.

for Sadie crying, we'd be standing

fucking answer me,’

Ryan shouts, trying

I know what the fuck

Harper!"

him what you saw because your face is

Sadie moves away from Blake and closes the distance between her and

me and—d it was dark—k.”

“And then I—lips"

Another hiccup.

I heard y—your name and I

to explode when he says to her, "Did he take advantage of you?" “Come on, man,"

cuts him off and says, “Answering the

advantage

on her forehead, her skin

"l don't th—think so.

I'm s—so drunk, Ryan"

my best

she's reached her alcohol limit and

going to be sick," I tell everyone, and I move past the boys and grab Sadie's arm, leading her out

hold on to me, I'm going to bring you into

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

a washcloth to wet, she leans over the toilet and

God, Harper,’

wet the cloth with cool water and

“It's okay.

going to feel better after this.” “Everything is

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

right,” I

I do, Harp?” She sobs

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

going to hate me.” She turns to me,

"Hate, hate, haaaaate me"