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 ...

made out with

d—dare you," she continues and tries to step

"I—I.

thought you

my brother says from the doorway directly next to me, his empty hand telling me he'd

the worst

the scene isn't as bad as

Still, it's bad enough.

are on

is smeared

are spilling down

she cries, "I didn't

thought it was you

head, his teeth grinding together as he roars, "Sadie, what the fuck am I looking at right now?" I don't know how

my best friend under

my brother to kill Blake

betrayed because his girlfriend was just making out

Fuck.

"Ryan .."

I start.

launches 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

is going on?" Easton

No one says anything.

crying, we'd be standing in

fucking answer me,’

shouts, trying to

until I know what the fuck is

Harper!"

you saw because your face is telling me you fucking saw

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

me and—d

“And then I—lips"

Another hiccup.

name and I was sure it was y—you,

looks like he's about to explode when he says to her, "Did he take advantage of

Ryan cuts him off and says, “Answering

Blake take advantage

hand on her forehead, her skin starting to

"l don't th—think so.

I'm s—so drunk, Ryan"

my best

reached her

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

going to bring you into Easton's room so you

of her weight, carefully guiding her up the stairs into

grabbing a washcloth to wet,

Harper,’ she

the cloth with cool water and hold it against her

“It's okay.

better

and I hold her hair out of her

right,” I

do, Harp?” She sobs between

do with Blake?" “Don't worry about

to hate me.” She turns to me, her black eyeliner running down

"Hate, hate, haaaaate me"