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

tries to step back, but he's

"I—I.

thought you

the doorway directly next to me, his empty hand telling me he'd come in here for another

just chosen the worst

least the scene isn't as bad as

Still, it's bad enough.

are

lipstick is smeared

spilling

she cries, "I

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

want to throw my best friend under the

to kill Blake

want my brother to feel betrayed because

Fuck.

"Ryan .."

I start.

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

on?" Easton

No one says anything.

for Sadie crying,

better fucking answer me,’

shouts, trying

I know what the fuck is

him, Harper!"

saw because your face is telling me you fucking saw

Sadie moves away from Blake and

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

“And then I—lips"

Another hiccup.

name and I

he says to her, "Did he take

him off and says, “Answering the

advantage of you?"

hand on her forehead, her skin starting to turn

"l don't th—think so.

I'm s—so drunk, Ryan"

my best friend

reached her alcohol limit and we're there

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

to me, I'm going to bring

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

grabbing a washcloth to wet, she leans over the toilet

God, Harper,’

cool water and hold it

“It's okay.

going to feel better after this.”

again and I hold her hair out of her

right,”

did I do, Harp?” She

I do with Blake?" “Don't worry about

to hate me.” She turns to

"Hate, hate, haaaaate me"