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 Blake?

to step back, but

"I—I.

you

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

just chosen the

bad

Still, it's bad enough.

are on

smeared all over Blake's

are spilling down Sadie's

she cries,

thought it was

head, his teeth grinding together as he roars,

dont want to throw my best friend under the

brother to kill Blake in Easton's

brother to feel betrayed because his

Fuck.

"Ryan .."

I start.

fucking murder you!" But someone comes running up behind Ryan, stopping him by

the fuck is going on?"

No one says anything.

it wasn't for Sadie crying, we'd be standing in

better fucking answer me,’ Easton

Ryan shouts, trying

I know what the fuck is happening,”

him, Harper!"

your face is telling

because Sadie moves

and—d it was dark—k.”

“And then I—lips"

Another hiccup.

and I was sure it

says to her, "Did he take

and

take advantage of

her forehead, her skin starting to

"l don't th—think so.

I'm s—so drunk, Ryan"

best friend better than

her alcohol limit and we're there

I tell everyone, and I move past the boys and grab Sadie's arm,

going to bring you

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

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

God, Harper,’ she

cool water and hold it against her

“It's okay.

going to feel better after this.”

purges again and I hold her hair out of her face, rubbing

right,” I

Harp?” She

I do with Blake?" “Don't worry

hate me.” She turns to me, her

"Hate, hate, haaaaate me"