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 ...

out with

d—dare you," she continues and tries to

"I—I.

you

next to me,

the

as bad as it

Still, it's bad enough.

hands are on

is smeared all over Blake's

spilling down

cries, "I

thought it was

Ryan just as it all seems to click 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

want to throw my best friend under the

don't want my brother to kill

feel betrayed because his

Fuck.

"Ryan .."

I start.

Ryan, stopping him by holding him steady, and I quickly

is going on?" Easton

No one says anything.

it wasn't for Sadie crying, we'd be standing in

answer

Ryan shouts, trying to wiggle

what the fuck is happening,”

Harper!"

what you saw because your face is telling

anything because Sadie moves

hands—s on me and—d

“And then I—lips"

Another hiccup.

I was sure it

her, "Did he take advantage of you?" “Come on, man,"

off and

take advantage of

forehead, her

"l don't th—think so.

I'm s—so drunk, Ryan"

best friend

her alcohol limit and we're

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

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

the stairs

a washcloth to

Harper,’ she

cool water and hold it against

“It's okay.

to feel better after this.”

hold her hair out of her face,

right,”

Harp?” She

with Blake?" “Don't worry

She turns to me, her

"Hate, hate, haaaaate me"