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

Ryan

He turns to Easton.

shows up everywhere

Like, fucking everywhere.

pizza place that one

went to the grocery store to pick stuff up for Harp when she

stalker,” Sadie says savagely, clutching the tracker in

time we went to Walgreens across town,’ I say,

right when we were in line

How startled I'd been.

there? At the time,

it off to complete

was distracted that night, sick with worry I could be

But I wasn't.

up wasn't a

been tracking and following my

so

"I hate her."

fuckin’ crazy.”

go to her house right now and

all the shit she's

the Jeep, ready to hop in, but she turns to look at

we throw

up

Easton holds

"Give it to me."

you.

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

Upset.

Maybe even a little...

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

Gross.

feels violated by

knows how long she's been tracking him? Sadie hands the disc over to Easton and he curls

bitch is going down,”

the air. Ryan grabs her

babe. We have to

I frown.

you mean, approach

Easton says, his gaze

"No ass kicking allowed."

"God, you're no fun."

front of her chest, her

Easton says, the

head home before your

of us climinto the Jeep, Easton dropping the tracker into one of the cup holders in the

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

The things she said.

way

again and

leaning her head on Ryan's shoulder, her eyes

staring at his phone, his Air Pods in

we don't have

“Easton,” I murmur.

glances over at

"What's up, baby?"

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