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,

her.” Ryan

He turns to Easton.

shows up everywhere

Like, fucking everywhere.

pizza place

remember when we went to the grocery store to pick stuff

the bananas like a fucking stalker,” Sadie says savagely,

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

when we were in line to make

How startled I'd been.

the odds of her being there? At the

off to complete

that night, sick with worry

But I wasn't.

up wasn't a

actually been tracking and

voice is so loud I make

"I hate her."

fuckin’ crazy.” Ryan

her house right now and kick

fucking deserves it for all the shit she's put

the Jeep, ready to hop in, but she turns

we throw

holds up

way.” Easton holds

"Give it to me."

her track you. It's messed up, how she knows your

body is tense, his gaze distant, and I can tell he's

Upset.

Maybe even a little...

him with Aisha—gag—and I hate her with everything in my

Gross.

he feels violated by her doing

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

bitch is going down,”

pumping her fist in the air. Ryan grabs her

down, babe. We have to approach this

I frown.

do you mean, approach

be too obvious,’ Easton says, his gaze going

"No ass kicking allowed."

"God, you're no fun."

her chest, her lips forming

get on the road,’ Easton says, the tracker still in

should head home before

into one of the cup holders in the

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

The things she said.

way she's treated

again and

see Sadie is leaning her head on Ryan's

at his phone, his Air Pods in

don't

“Easton,” I murmur.

over

"What's up, baby?"

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