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 ...

made out with Blake? Oh

and tries to step back, but he's holding onto

"I—I.

you were

directly next to me, his empty hand

chosen the

bad as it was a few seconds

Still, it's bad enough.

hands are

smeared

are spilling down

she cries, "I

thought it was

his teeth grinding together as he roars, "Sadie, what the fuck am

want to throw my

brother to

feel betrayed because his girlfriend was just making out with

Fuck.

"Ryan .."

I start.

Ryan, stopping him by holding

is going on?" Easton shouts

No one says anything.

it wasn't for Sadie crying, we'd

fucking answer me,’ Easton

trying to wiggle out

until I know what the fuck is happening,”

him, Harper!"

him what you saw because your face is

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

and—d

“And then I—lips"

Another hiccup.

name and I was sure it was y—you,

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

him off and says, “Answering the

advantage of you?"

her hand on her forehead, her skin starting

"l don't th—think so.

I'm s—so drunk, Ryan"

best friend better

her alcohol limit

going to be sick," I tell everyone, and I move past the boys and grab Sadie's arm,

me, I'm going to bring you into Easton's

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

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

Harper,’ she

quickly wet the cloth with cool water and hold it against her

“It's okay.

feel better after this.” “Everything

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

right,” I

I do, Harp?”

with Blake?" “Don't worry about that

She turns to me, her black eyeliner running

"Hate, hate, haaaaate me"