Chapter 157 

Harper

 "Motherfucker, someone's been tracking my ass!"

Easton's voice is deep.

Downright vicious.

He swipes the round disc from the ground and holds it between his fingers, staring at it for a long, silent moment, just before another roar leaves him and he chucks the tracker so hard, it bounces off Ryan's thigh.

"Ow! What the fuck, man?"

my brother yells, glaring at Easton.

Sadie goes to pick it up off the ground, frowning as she examines the round disc.

"What is this? Like a tile thing or whatever?"

"It's one of those Air Tag things,"

Easton says between tight lips, his expression so thunderous it kind of scares me.

"Someone's been tracking me."

"Do you think it was your mom and dad?"

I didn't think his parents were that strict.

They care about his grades and what he's going to do with his future, but the normal day to day stuff? He's kind of on his own and basically does whatever the hell he wants.

So why would they track him? They have Find My Phone like every other parent on the planet.

Isn't that good enough? Easton slowly shakes his head.

"No, it's definitely not them."

“Then who?"

I ask, at a complete loss.

"Aisha,"

Ryan supplies for him, his eyes going wide.

He points at Easton.

"It's fucking Aisha, dude!"

My stomach drops.

No.

No way.

She wouldn't track my boyfriend...

Would she? Absolutely not.

That's taking things way too far.

I turn to my twin.

you

Ryan

He turns to Easton.

everywhere

Like, fucking everywhere.

pizza place that

grocery store to pick stuff up for Harp when she

fucking stalker,” Sadie says savagely,

the time we went to Walgreens across town,’ I say, my voice soft, my mind replaying the

showed up right when we were in line to make our

How startled I'd been.

were the odds of her being there? At the time, it made

wrote it off

night, sick with worry

But I wasn't.

showing up wasn't a

actually been tracking and following my

bitch.” My voice is so loud I

"I hate her."

fuckin’ crazy.”

to her house right now and kick her

it for all the shit she's put

the Jeep, ready to hop in, but

throw this

up the

Easton holds

"Give it to me."

let her track you. It's messed up, how she knows

he doesn't respond. His body is tense, his gaze distant, and I can

Upset.

Maybe even a little...

think of him with Aisha—gag—and I hate her with everything in my entire being, but once upon a time, these two were

Gross.

he feels violated by her doing

him? Sadie hands the disc over to Easton and

bitch is going

crows, pumping her fist in the air. Ryan

down, babe. We have

I frown.

mean,

Easton says, his gaze going

"No ass kicking allowed."

"God, you're no fun."

her chest, her

get on the road,’ Easton says, the tracker still in

home before your parents get

Jeep, Easton dropping the tracker into one of the cup holders in the center console before he

in our own thoughts, mine filled with stupid Aisha and

The things she said.

way

again

I see Sadie is leaning her

is staring at his phone, his Air Pods

we don't

“Easton,” I murmur.

glances over at

"What's up, baby?"

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