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 ...

out with Blake? Oh

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

"I—I.

you were

says from the doorway directly next to me,

chosen the

bad

Still, it's bad enough.

hands are on

lipstick is smeared all

spilling down Sadie's

cries,

thought it was you

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

throw my best

to kill Blake

betrayed because his girlfriend was just making out with

Fuck.

"Ryan .."

I start.

Ryan, stopping him

is going on?" Easton

No one says anything.

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

better fucking answer me,’ Easton

trying

what the fuck

Harper!"

your face is telling me you fucking saw

a chance to say anything because Sadie moves away from Blake and

on me and—d it was

“And then I—lips"

Another hiccup.

I heard y—your name and I was sure it was y—you,

he's about to explode when he says to her, "Did he take advantage of you?" “Come on,

him off and

Blake take advantage

her hand on her forehead, her skin starting to

"l don't th—think so.

I'm s—so drunk, Ryan"

know my best friend

her alcohol limit and

past the boys and grab

on to me, I'm going to bring you

up the stairs into Easton's room and close

as I'm grabbing a

Harper,’ she

cloth with cool water and hold it

“It's okay.

feel better after this.” “Everything is

out of her face, rubbing soft circles over her

all right,”

I do, Harp?” She

did I do with Blake?" “Don't worry about that

to hate me.” She turns to me,

"Hate, hate, haaaaate me"