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.

do you mean, it's

Ryan nods, already

He turns to Easton.

up everywhere

Like, fucking everywhere.

pizza place that one

the grocery store to pick stuff up for Harp when

around the bananas like a fucking stalker,” Sadie

I say, my voice soft, my mind replaying the

right when we were in line to

How startled I'd been.

were the odds of her being there? At

off

that night, sick

But I wasn't.

showing up

tracking

voice is so

"I hate her."

fuckin’ crazy.” Ryan

house right now and kick her

all

door of the Jeep, ready to hop in, but she turns to look

throw this

holds up the

holds out

"Give it to me."

would you keep it? Don't let her track you. It's messed up, how she knows

doesn't respond. His body

Upset.

Maybe even a little...

I hate her with everything in

Gross.

he feels violated by her doing

Sadie hands the disc over to Easton and he

is going down,” he

the air. Ryan

down, babe. We have

I frown.

do you mean, approach

be too obvious,’ Easton says,

"No ass kicking allowed."

"God, you're no fun."

her arms in front of her chest, her lips forming into a

Easton says, the tracker

should head home before your

dropping the tracker into one of

own thoughts, mine filled with stupid Aisha and what she's done

The things she said.

way she's

again and

my shoulder, I see Sadie is leaning her head on Ryan's shoulder, her eyes

staring at his phone,

don't

“Easton,” I murmur.

over

"What's up, baby?"

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