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? Oh

tries to step back, but

"I—I.

thought you

my brother says from the doorway directly next to me, his

the worst timing

least the scene isn't as bad as it was a few seconds

Still, it's bad enough.

hands are on Sadie's

smeared all

are spilling down Sadie's

she cries, "I

it was you

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

to throw my best friend

my brother to kill Blake in

brother to feel betrayed because his

Fuck.

"Ryan .."

I start.

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

the fuck is going on?"

No one says anything.

crying, we'd be

answer me,’

trying to wiggle out of Easton's

the fuck is happening,” Easton

Harper!"

you saw because your face is telling me you fucking

say anything because Sadie moves away from Blake and closes the distance between her

me and—d it

“And then I—lips"

Another hiccup.

name and I was sure it was

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

off and

Blake take advantage of you?"

puts her hand on her forehead, her skin starting to turn

"l don't th—think so.

I'm s—so drunk, Ryan"

my best friend

know when she's reached her alcohol limit and

I tell everyone, and I move past the boys and

to bring you into Easton's room

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

a washcloth to wet, she leans

God, Harper,’

cloth with cool water

“It's okay.

feel better after this.” “Everything is

again and I hold her hair out of her

right,” I

Harp?” She sobs

I do with Blake?"

me.” She turns to me, her black eyeliner

"Hate, hate, haaaaate me"