You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 157

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.

up everywhere we're

Like, fucking everywhere.

pizza place that one

the grocery store to pick stuff up for Harp when

a fucking stalker,” Sadie says savagely, clutching the tracker in her

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

we were in line to make our

How startled I'd been.

odds of her being there? At

it off

that night, sick with

But I wasn't.

up wasn't a

been tracking and

is so loud I make

"I hate her."

fuckin’ crazy.” Ryan

go to her house right now and kick

deserves it for all the shit

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

throw this

holds up

way.” Easton holds

"Give it to me."

track you. It's messed

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

Upset.

Maybe even a little...

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

Gross.

feels violated

how long she's been tracking him? Sadie hands the disc over to Easton and he curls his fingers around it, clutching

is going down,”

the air. Ryan grabs her arm, tugging it back down

down, babe. We have

I frown.

you mean,

too obvious,’ Easton says, his gaze going to

"No ass kicking allowed."

"God, you're no fun."

arms in front of her chest, her lips forming

on the road,’ Easton says, the

home before your parents

tracker into one of the cup holders in the center console

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

The things she said.

horrible way

and again and

shoulder, I see Sadie is leaning her head

is staring at his phone, his Air Pods in his

we don't have an

“Easton,” I murmur.

over

"What's up, baby?"

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