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

her.” Ryan nods, already

He turns to Easton.

everywhere we're

Like, fucking everywhere.

place that one

to pick stuff up for Harp when she was sick, and Aisha

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

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

up right when we were in

How startled I'd been.

were the odds of her being there? At the time, it

wrote it off

I was distracted that night, sick with worry I could

But I wasn't.

up wasn't

actually been tracking and following my

so

"I hate her."

crazy.” Ryan

to her house right now and

all the

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

throw this thing

up the

way.” Easton holds out his

"Give it to me."

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

he doesn't respond. His body is tense, his gaze distant, and I can tell

Upset.

Maybe even a little...

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

Gross.

violated by

disc over to Easton and

is going down,” he

Ryan grabs her arm, tugging it back

have

I frown.

do you mean,

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

"No ass kicking allowed."

"God, you're no fun."

in front of her chest,

Easton says, the tracker still

should head home before your parents

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

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

The things she said.

horrible way she's

again and

I see Sadie is leaning her head on

phone, his

don't have

“Easton,” I murmur.

glances over at

"What's up, baby?"

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255