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

her.” Ryan nods,

He turns to Easton.

everywhere

Like, fucking everywhere.

place

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

Sadie says savagely, clutching the tracker in her

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

right when we were

How startled I'd been.

odds of her being there? At

it off

distracted that night, sick

But I wasn't.

up wasn't a

tracking

is so

"I hate her."

crazy.”

to her house right

fucking deserves it for all

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

throw

holds up

Easton holds

"Give it to me."

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

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

Upset.

Maybe even a little...

him with Aisha—gag—and I hate her with everything in my entire being, but once upon

Gross.

he feels violated by her

hands the disc over to Easton and he curls his

is going

air. Ryan

We have to approach this

I frown.

you mean,

can't be too obvious,’ Easton says, his gaze going

"No ass kicking allowed."

"God, you're no fun."

her arms in front of her chest, her

Easton says, the tracker still in his

before

dropping the tracker into one of the cup holders in the

mine filled with stupid Aisha

The things she said.

way she's treated

again and

leaning her

his phone,

we don't have

“Easton,” I murmur.

glances over at

"What's up, baby?"

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