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

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

"I—I.

thought you

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

the worst

bad

Still, it's bad enough.

hands are

lipstick is smeared all over

spilling

she cries, "I didn't

it was

grinding together as he roars, "Sadie, what the fuck am

want to throw my

want my brother to kill Blake in Easton's

want my brother to feel betrayed because

Fuck.

"Ryan .."

I start.

up behind Ryan, stopping him

fuck is going on?" Easton shouts across

No one says anything.

Sadie crying,

better fucking answer

trying to

the fuck is happening,” Easton

Harper!" Ryan

you saw because your face

get a chance to say anything because Sadie moves away from Blake and closes the distance between

on me and—d it was

“And then I—lips"

Another hiccup.

I heard y—your name and I was sure it was

when he says to her, "Did he take advantage of you?" “Come

Ryan cuts him off and says, “Answering the question,

Blake take advantage of you?"

forehead, her skin starting to

"l don't th—think so.

I'm s—so drunk, Ryan"

best friend better

her alcohol limit and we're there right

and I move past the boys and grab Sadie's arm, leading her out

to bring you

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

God, Harper,’

cloth with cool water and hold

“It's okay.

feel better after

and I hold her hair out of her face, rubbing soft circles

right,” I

Harp?” She sobs

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

She turns to me, her black eyeliner running

"Hate, hate, haaaaate me"

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