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 mean, it's

Ryan nods, already

He turns to Easton.

everywhere we're at,

Like, fucking everywhere.

place

the grocery store to pick stuff

Sadie says savagely,

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

right when we

How startled I'd been.

odds of her being there? At the time,

off to complete

night, sick with

But I wasn't.

up wasn't

been tracking and following my

so

"I hate her."

crazy.”

to her house right now

all the shit she's put

in, but she turns to look at all of us at the last

throw this

up

Easton holds

"Give it to me."

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

he doesn't respond. His body is tense, his gaze distant,

Upset.

Maybe even a little...

with everything in my entire being, but once

Gross.

feels violated by her doing

hands the disc over to Easton

going down,” he

fist in the air. Ryan grabs

babe. We have to approach this situation

I frown.

do you mean,

Easton says, his gaze going

"No ass kicking allowed."

"God, you're no fun."

of her chest, her lips

the road,’ Easton says, the tracker

before your

climinto the Jeep, Easton dropping the tracker into one of the cup holders

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

The things she said.

horrible way she's treated

again

over my shoulder, I see Sadie is leaning her head on

staring at his phone, his Air Pods

don't

“Easton,” I murmur.

over at

"What's up, baby?"

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