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 ...

made out with Blake?

and tries to step back, but

"I—I.

thought you were

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

the worst timing

scene isn't as bad as

Still, it's bad enough.

hands are on Sadie's

lipstick is smeared all over

spilling down

cries,

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 fix

dont want to throw my best friend under

don't want my brother to kill

brother to feel betrayed because his girlfriend was just making out with his

Fuck.

"Ryan .."

I start.

and launches for Blake, saying, “I'm going to fucking murder you!" But someone comes running up behind Ryan, stopping him

fuck is going on?"

No one says anything.

for Sadie crying,

better fucking answer me,’ Easton

trying to wiggle out

I know what the fuck is happening,” Easton

Harper!" Ryan

saw because your face is

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

me and—d it was

“And then I—lips"

Another hiccup.

and I was sure it was y—you,

about to explode when he says to her, "Did he take advantage of you?" “Come on, man," Blake

him off and

Blake take advantage of you?"

forehead, her skin

"l don't th—think so.

I'm s—so drunk, Ryan"

know my best friend better than

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

be sick," I tell everyone, and I move past the

I'm going to bring

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

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

Harper,’ she

the cloth with cool

“It's okay.

going to feel better after this.” “Everything is

hair out of

all right,” I

do, Harp?” She sobs between

do with Blake?" “Don't worry about that

turns to me, her black eyeliner running down

"Hate, hate, haaaaate me"