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

to step back,

"I—I.

thought you were

who was Ryan?" my brother says from the doorway directly next to me,

just chosen the worst timing

bad as it was a

Still, it's bad enough.

are

lipstick is smeared all over

spilling

she cries, "I

it was

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

to throw my best friend under

want my brother to kill Blake in Easton's

to feel betrayed because his girlfriend was just making out

Fuck.

"Ryan .."

I start.

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

the fuck is going on?" Easton shouts across

No one says anything.

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

fucking answer me,’ Easton

me go!" Ryan shouts, trying to wiggle out of

until I know what the fuck is

Harper!" Ryan

face is

say anything because Sadie moves away from

and—d

“And then I—lips"

Another hiccup.

name and I was sure

to explode when he says to her, "Did

Ryan cuts him off and says, “Answering the

advantage of

hand on her forehead, her skin starting

"l don't th—think so.

I'm s—so drunk, Ryan"

best friend

her alcohol limit and we're there right

move past the boys and grab

to bring you into Easton's room so

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

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

God, Harper,’ she

with cool

“It's okay.

better after

again and I hold her hair out of her face,

right,” I

do, Harp?” She sobs between

I do with Blake?"

going to hate me.” She turns to me, her black eyeliner

"Hate, hate, haaaaate me"