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,

Ryan

He turns to Easton.

shows up everywhere

Like, fucking everywhere.

place

to pick stuff up for Harp when she

fucking stalker,” Sadie says

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

Aisha showed up right when we were in line

How startled I'd been.

the odds of her being there? At the time, it made no

it off

I was distracted that night, sick with worry I

But I wasn't.

up wasn't

actually been tracking and following

so loud

"I hate her."

fuckin’ crazy.” Ryan

her house right now and

all the shit she's

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

we throw this thing

holds up

way.” Easton holds

"Give it to me."

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

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

Upset.

Maybe even a little...

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

Gross.

violated by her

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

is going down,” he

her fist in the air. Ryan grabs her arm, tugging it

babe. We have to approach this situation

I frown.

mean,

be too obvious,’ Easton says, his gaze

"No ass kicking allowed."

"God, you're no fun."

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

Easton says, the tracker still in

before your parents get

Easton dropping the tracker into one of the

own thoughts, mine filled with stupid Aisha and what she's done to us since Easton

The things she said.

horrible way

and again and

over my shoulder, I see Sadie is leaning her

his phone, his Air

don't

“Easton,” I murmur.

over

"What's up, baby?"

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