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 nods,

He turns to Easton.

up everywhere

Like, fucking everywhere.

pizza place that

remember when we went to the grocery store to pick stuff up for Harp when

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

across town,’ I say, my voice soft, my mind replaying

showed up right when we were in line to

How startled I'd been.

being there? At

wrote it off

that night, sick with worry I could be

But I wasn't.

up wasn't a coincidence

been tracking

is so loud

"I hate her."

crazy.”

house right now and kick her

all

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

we throw this thing

holds up

way.” Easton holds

"Give it to me."

would you keep it? Don't let her track you. It's messed

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

Upset.

Maybe even a little...

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

Gross.

feels violated

Sadie hands the disc over to Easton and he curls his fingers around it, clutching it

going down,” he

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

have to

I frown.

mean, approach it

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

"No ass kicking allowed."

"God, you're no fun."

front of her chest, her

the road,’ Easton says,

head home before

four of us climinto the Jeep, Easton dropping the tracker into one

mine filled with stupid Aisha and what she's done

The things she said.

horrible way she's

again

shoulder, I see Sadie is leaning her head on Ryan's shoulder,

his phone, his Air Pods in his

don't have an

“Easton,” I murmur.

over

"What's up, baby?"

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