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

tries to step back, but he's

"I—I.

you

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

the worst timing

scene isn't as bad as

Still, it's bad enough.

hands are

smeared all over

are spilling down Sadie's

cries, "I

thought it was you

look at Ryan 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

dont want to throw my

brother to kill Blake in Easton's

betrayed because his girlfriend was just making

Fuck.

"Ryan .."

I start.

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

going on?"

No one says anything.

it wasn't for Sadie crying,

answer

me go!" Ryan shouts, trying to wiggle out of

until I know what the fuck is happening,”

Harper!" Ryan

because your face is

dont get a chance to say anything because Sadie moves away

on me and—d

“And then I—lips"

Another hiccup.

y—your name and I was sure it

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

off and

Blake take advantage of

forehead, her skin

"l don't th—think so.

I'm s—so drunk, Ryan"

my best

her alcohol limit and

I move past the boys

going to bring

guiding her up the stairs into Easton's room

the bathroom and just as I'm grabbing a washcloth to wet, she leans over the toilet

Harper,’

with cool water

“It's okay.

going to feel better after this.” “Everything

again and I hold her hair out of her face, rubbing soft circles over her

all right,”

do, Harp?” She sobs between

I do with Blake?" “Don't

to me,

"Hate, hate, haaaaate me"