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

He turns to Easton.

up everywhere

Like, fucking everywhere.

pizza place

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

the bananas like a fucking stalker,” Sadie

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

Aisha showed up right when we were in line to

How startled I'd been.

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

wrote it off to complete

was distracted that night, sick with worry

But I wasn't.

her showing up wasn't a

tracking and

My voice is so loud

"I hate her."

crazy.”

her house right now and kick her

deserves it for all the

hop in, but she turns to look at all of us

we throw this

holds up

Easton holds out his

"Give it to me."

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

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

Upset.

Maybe even a little...

of him with Aisha—gag—and I hate her with everything in my entire being, but once upon a time, these two were sort of

Gross.

violated by her

she's been tracking him? Sadie hands the disc over

bitch is going

crows, pumping her fist in the air. Ryan grabs her arm, tugging it back down

We have to approach

I frown.

mean, approach it

Easton says, his gaze

"No ass kicking allowed."

"God, you're no fun."

of her chest,

on the road,’ Easton says, the tracker still

before your

one of

mine filled with stupid Aisha and

The things she said.

way

and again and

Sadie is leaning her head

his phone, his

we don't have an

“Easton,” I murmur.

over at

"What's up, baby?"

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