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

you," she continues and tries to step back,

"I—I.

you

to me, his

just chosen the worst

bad as it was a

Still, it's bad enough.

are

lipstick is smeared all over Blake's

spilling down Sadie's

cries, "I didn't

thought it was you

grinding together as he roars, "Sadie, what the

want to throw my best

to kill Blake in Easton's

brother to feel betrayed because his girlfriend was just

Fuck.

"Ryan .."

I start.

me off and 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 realize Easton has joined us and

fuck is going on?"

No one says anything.

wasn't for Sadie crying, we'd

fucking answer me,’

go!" Ryan shouts, trying to wiggle out of

what the fuck is happening,” Easton

Harper!" Ryan

because your face is telling me

because Sadie moves away from

felt hands—s on me and—d it

“And then I—lips"

Another hiccup.

name and I

when he says to her, "Did he

cuts him off and says, “Answering

Blake take advantage of you?"

her forehead, her

"l don't th—think so.

I'm s—so drunk, Ryan"

my best

reached her alcohol limit and

everyone, and I move past the boys and

bring you into Easton's

her up the stairs

her into the bathroom and just as I'm grabbing a washcloth

God, Harper,’

cool water and

“It's okay.

to feel better after

out of her face, rubbing soft circles

right,” I

do, Harp?” She sobs

do with Blake?"

to me, her black eyeliner

"Hate, hate, haaaaate me"