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

you," she continues and tries to step back, but he's

"I—I.

thought you were

to me, his

the

scene isn't as bad as it was

Still, it's bad enough.

are on

smeared

spilling down

she cries,

it was you

it all seems to click in his head, his teeth grinding together as he roars, "Sadie, what the

throw my

brother to

to feel betrayed because his girlfriend was just making out with

Fuck.

"Ryan .."

I start.

behind Ryan,

fuck is going on?" Easton

No one says anything.

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

better fucking answer me,’ Easton

me go!" Ryan shouts, trying to

the fuck is

Harper!"

you saw because your face is telling me you

Sadie moves away from Blake and closes the distance between

hands—s on me and—d it

“And then I—lips"

Another hiccup.

y—your name and I was sure it

to explode when he says to her, "Did he take advantage of

and says, “Answering the

advantage

forehead, her skin starting to turn

"l don't th—think so.

I'm s—so drunk, Ryan"

best

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

hold on to me, I'm going to bring you into Easton's room so you

the stairs into Easton's room and close the door behind

a washcloth to wet, she leans

God, Harper,’ she

wet the cloth with cool

“It's okay.

going to feel better after this.” “Everything

hold her hair out of her

right,” I

Harp?” She sobs

Blake?" “Don't worry about

to hate me.” She turns to me,

"Hate, hate, haaaaate me"

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