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

d—dare you," she continues and tries to step back, but he's holding onto

"I—I.

you

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

chosen the worst

scene isn't as bad as it was a

Still, it's bad enough.

are

smeared

spilling

cries, "I

it was

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

my

don't want my brother to kill Blake in

betrayed because his girlfriend was just making out

Fuck.

"Ryan .."

I start.

Blake, saying, “I'm going to fucking murder you!" But someone comes running up behind Ryan, stopping him by holding him steady, and

fuck is going on?" Easton shouts across the

No one says anything.

Sadie crying, we'd be standing in

fucking answer me,’ Easton

Ryan shouts, trying to wiggle out of Easton's

what the fuck is happening,”

Harper!" Ryan

you saw because your face is telling

because Sadie moves away from Blake

hands—s on me and—d it

“And then I—lips"

Another hiccup.

and I was sure it was

says to her, "Did he take advantage of you?"

Ryan cuts him off and

take advantage of

hand on her forehead, her skin

"l don't th—think so.

I'm s—so drunk, Ryan"

best friend better

she's reached her alcohol

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

bring

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

her into the bathroom and just as I'm grabbing a washcloth to wet, she

Harper,’ she

quickly wet the cloth with cool water and hold

“It's okay.

better after this.” “Everything is

out

right,”

Harp?” She sobs between

with Blake?"

She turns to me,

"Hate, hate, haaaaate me"