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 mean,

Ryan nods, already

He turns to Easton.

everywhere

Like, fucking everywhere.

place that one

store to pick stuff up for Harp

fucking stalker,” Sadie

to Walgreens across town,’ I say, my voice soft, my mind replaying the memory in

Aisha showed up right when we were in line to make

How startled I'd been.

being there? At the time, it made

it off to

sick with worry

But I wasn't.

her showing up wasn't a

been tracking and

My voice is so loud I make Sadie

"I hate her."

fuckin’ crazy.” Ryan

go to her house right now and kick

fucking deserves it for all the shit she's put

ready to hop in, but she turns to look at all of us at the last

throw

up the

holds out

"Give it to me."

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

his arm, giving it a light shake, but he doesn't respond. His body

Upset.

Maybe even a little...

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

Gross.

violated by her doing

the disc over to Easton and

bitch is going

pumping her fist in the air. Ryan grabs her arm,

babe. We have to approach

I frown.

do you mean, approach it

can't be too obvious,’ Easton

"No ass kicking allowed."

"God, you're no fun."

crosses her arms in front of her

the road,’ Easton says, the tracker

head home before your

Jeep, Easton dropping the tracker into one

lost in our own thoughts, mine filled with stupid Aisha and what she's done to us since Easton and I started

The things she said.

way she's treated

again and

I see Sadie is leaning

staring at his phone, his Air Pods in his

we don't have

“Easton,” I murmur.

over at

"What's up, baby?"

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