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

continues and tries to step back, but

"I—I.

thought you

doorway directly next to me,

chosen the worst timing

as bad as it was a few

Still, it's bad enough.

hands are on

lipstick is smeared all over

are spilling

cries, "I didn't

thought it was you

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?"

dont want to throw my best

want my brother to kill Blake in Easton's

want my brother to feel betrayed because his girlfriend was

Fuck.

"Ryan .."

I start.

“I'm going to fucking murder you!" But someone comes running up behind Ryan, stopping him by holding him steady, and I quickly realize Easton has

fuck is going on?" Easton shouts

No one says anything.

Sadie crying, we'd be standing in

fucking answer me,’

go!" Ryan shouts, trying to wiggle out of

know what the

him, Harper!"

you saw because your face is telling me you

get a chance to say anything because Sadie moves away from Blake and

me and—d it

“And then I—lips"

Another hiccup.

name and I

he's about to explode when he says to her, "Did he take

cuts him off and says, “Answering

advantage of you?"

her hand on her forehead, her skin starting

"l don't th—think so.

I'm s—so drunk, Ryan"

my best friend better than

I know when she's reached her

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

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

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

I'm grabbing a washcloth

Harper,’ she

quickly wet the cloth with cool

“It's okay.

to feel better after this.” “Everything

her hair out of

right,”

did I do, Harp?” She

do with Blake?" “Don't

She turns to me, her black eyeliner running down

"Hate, hate, haaaaate me"