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? Oh

tries to step

"I—I.

thought you were

to me, his empty hand telling me he'd come in

chosen the worst timing

scene isn't as bad as it was a few

Still, it's bad enough.

hands are

is smeared all over Blake's

spilling down

she cries, "I didn't

thought it was

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

my

don't want my brother to kill Blake

brother to feel betrayed because

Fuck.

"Ryan .."

I start.

to fucking murder you!" But someone comes running up behind Ryan, stopping him by holding

fuck is going on?" Easton

No one says anything.

Sadie crying, we'd be standing

better fucking answer me,’

go!" Ryan shouts, trying to

I know what the fuck is happening,”

him, Harper!" Ryan

face is telling

I dont get a chance to say anything because Sadie moves away

felt hands—s on me and—d it was dark—k.”

“And then I—lips"

Another hiccup.

name and I

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

cuts him off and

take advantage of

on her forehead, her

"l don't th—think so.

I'm s—so drunk, Ryan"

know my best friend better than

when she's reached her alcohol

past the

on to me, I'm going to bring you

the stairs

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

Harper,’ she

cool water and hold it against her

“It's okay.

feel better after this.” “Everything

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

all right,”

Harp?” She

do with Blake?" “Don't

to me, her black eyeliner

"Hate, hate, haaaaate me"