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

Ryan

He turns to Easton.

shows up everywhere we're at,

Like, fucking everywhere.

place that one

grocery store to pick stuff up for Harp when

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

say, my voice soft,

showed up right when we were

How startled I'd been.

odds of her being there?

off

night, sick with worry I

But I wasn't.

up wasn't

tracking and

is so loud I make Sadie

"I hate her."

fuckin’ crazy.” Ryan

to her house right now

all the shit she's

for the back door of the Jeep, ready to hop in, but she

throw this thing

up

Easton holds out his

"Give it to me."

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

body is tense, his gaze distant, and

Upset.

Maybe even a little...

hate her with everything in my entire being, but once upon a time,

Gross.

feels violated

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

is going

in the air. Ryan grabs her arm, tugging it

babe. We have to approach this situation

I frown.

do you mean, approach it

Easton says, his gaze

"No ass kicking allowed."

"God, you're no fun."

crosses her arms in front of her chest, her lips forming into

Easton says, the tracker still in

home before your parents get

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

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

The things she said.

way

again

Sadie is leaning her head on Ryan's

his phone,

we don't

“Easton,” I murmur.

glances over at

"What's up, baby?"

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