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 ...

with Blake?

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

"I—I.

thought you were

my brother says from the doorway directly next to me, his empty hand telling

just chosen the worst timing

the scene isn't as bad as

Still, it's bad enough.

are on

smeared

are spilling down Sadie's

cries, "I didn't

it was you

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

dont want to throw my best

want my brother to kill Blake in

betrayed because

Fuck.

"Ryan .."

I start.

someone comes running up behind Ryan, stopping him by holding him steady, and I quickly realize Easton has joined us and he's

fuck is going on?" Easton shouts across the

No one says anything.

it wasn't for Sadie crying,

fucking answer

go!" Ryan shouts, trying to

what the fuck is

him, Harper!" Ryan

saw because your face is telling me you fucking

because Sadie moves away from Blake and closes the distance

on me and—d it

“And then I—lips"

Another hiccup.

heard y—your name and I was sure

says to her, "Did he

cuts him off and says, “Answering

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

when she's reached her alcohol limit and we're there

tell everyone, and I move past the boys and grab Sadie's arm, leading her

to bring you into Easton's room so you have

up the stairs into Easton's room and close the

and just as I'm grabbing a washcloth to wet,

Harper,’

with cool water and hold it

“It's okay.

to feel better after this.” “Everything is

her hair out of her face, rubbing soft circles

all right,” I

did I do, Harp?”

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

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

"Hate, hate, haaaaate me"