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?

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

"I—I.

you

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

chosen the worst

as bad as it was a few

Still, it's bad enough.

are

lipstick is smeared

are spilling

cries, "I

it

just as it all seems to click in his head, his teeth grinding together as he roars, "Sadie, what the fuck am I looking at right now?" I don't know how

dont want to throw my best friend under the

want my brother to kill Blake

don't want my brother to feel betrayed because his girlfriend was just making

Fuck.

"Ryan .."

I start.

to fucking murder you!" But someone comes running up behind Ryan, stopping him by holding him steady, and I quickly realize

fuck is going on?" Easton shouts across

No one says anything.

wasn't for Sadie crying,

answer me,’ Easton

trying to

know what the

him, Harper!" Ryan

you saw because your face is telling me

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

on me and—d it was dark—k.” She

“And then I—lips"

Another hiccup.

and I was sure it

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

cuts him off and says, “Answering the

advantage of

forehead, her skin starting

"l don't th—think so.

I'm s—so drunk, Ryan"

best friend better

I know when she's reached her alcohol limit and we're there right

going to be sick," I tell everyone, and I move past the

to bring you into Easton's room so you have some

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

I'm grabbing a washcloth to wet, she leans over the toilet

Harper,’

with cool water and

“It's okay.

better after this.”

hair out of her face, rubbing soft circles

right,” I

do, Harp?”

with Blake?" “Don't worry about that

She turns to me, her

"Hate, hate, haaaaate me"