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

she continues and tries to step back,

"I—I.

thought you were

my brother says from the doorway directly next to me, his empty

the worst timing

least the scene isn't as bad as it was a

Still, it's bad enough.

hands are on Sadie's

is smeared

spilling

she cries,

it was

seems to click in his head, his teeth grinding together as he roars, "Sadie, what the fuck am I

throw my best friend

want my brother to kill Blake in Easton's

want my brother to feel betrayed because his girlfriend was just making

Fuck.

"Ryan .."

I start.

fucking murder you!" But someone comes running up behind Ryan, stopping him by holding him steady, and I quickly realize

the fuck is going on?" Easton shouts

No one says anything.

wasn't for Sadie crying, we'd be

better fucking answer me,’

shouts, trying

until I know what the

Harper!" Ryan

face

because Sadie moves away from Blake

on me and—d it

“And then I—lips"

Another hiccup.

I heard y—your name and I was sure

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

cuts him off and says, “Answering

Blake take advantage of you?"

puts her hand on her forehead, her skin starting

"l don't th—think so.

I'm s—so drunk, Ryan"

my best

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

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

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

take most of her weight, carefully guiding her up the stairs into Easton's room and close the

grabbing a washcloth to wet,

God, Harper,’ she

quickly wet the cloth with cool

“It's okay.

feel better after this.”

hold her hair out of her face, rubbing

right,”

Harp?”

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

hate me.” She turns to me, her black

"Hate, hate, haaaaate me"