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

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

"I—I.

thought you

says from the doorway directly next to me, his empty hand telling

just chosen the worst

the scene isn't as bad

Still, it's bad enough.

are on

lipstick is smeared all over

are spilling

cries, "I didn't

it

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

to throw my best friend under

don't want my brother to

my brother to feel betrayed because his girlfriend

Fuck.

"Ryan .."

I start.

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

is going on?" Easton shouts

No one says anything.

crying, we'd be standing in

answer

go!" Ryan shouts, trying to wiggle out

know what the fuck is happening,”

him, Harper!"

you saw because your face is telling me you fucking

because Sadie moves away from Blake and closes the distance between

hands—s on me and—d it was dark—k.”

“And then I—lips"

Another hiccup.

heard y—your name and I was sure it

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

him off and says,

take advantage

on her forehead, her skin starting to turn

"l don't th—think so.

I'm s—so drunk, Ryan"

my best friend

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

to be sick," I tell everyone, and I move past the boys and grab Sadie's arm, leading her out of

bring you into Easton's room so you have some

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

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

God, Harper,’

cool water and hold it against her

“It's okay.

better after

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

right,”

do, Harp?” She

Blake?"

turns to me, her black eyeliner running down her

"Hate, hate, haaaaate me"