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?

she continues and tries to step back, but

"I—I.

thought you were

thought who was Ryan?" my brother says from the doorway directly next to me, his

the worst timing

bad

Still, it's bad enough.

hands are on Sadie's

is smeared all over Blake's

spilling down

cries,

thought it was

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

my best friend

want my brother to kill Blake in

my brother to feel betrayed because

Fuck.

"Ryan .."

I start.

up behind Ryan, stopping him by holding him steady, and I quickly realize Easton

the fuck is going on?" Easton

No one says anything.

it wasn't for Sadie crying, we'd

answer me,’ Easton

go!" Ryan shouts, trying to

know what the fuck

him, Harper!" Ryan

what you saw because your face is telling me you fucking saw

moves away from Blake and closes the distance between

me and—d it

“And then I—lips"

Another hiccup.

name and I was sure it was

he's about to explode when he says to her,

him off and says, “Answering the question,

Blake take advantage of you?"

her hand on her forehead, her skin

"l don't th—think so.

I'm s—so drunk, Ryan"

best

her alcohol

be sick," I tell everyone, and I move past the boys

me, I'm going to bring you

the

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

God, Harper,’ she

quickly wet the cloth with cool water and hold it against

“It's okay.

feel better after this.” “Everything

hair out of her face, rubbing soft

right,”

did I do, Harp?” She sobs between

Blake?" “Don't worry about that

She turns to me, her black eyeliner running down her

"Hate, hate, haaaaate me"