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,

her.” Ryan nods,

He turns to Easton.

shows up everywhere we're at,

Like, fucking everywhere.

place that one

went to the grocery store to pick

Sadie says savagely, clutching the

I say, my voice soft, my mind replaying the

up right when we were in

How startled I'd been.

of her being there?

wrote it off to complete

distracted that night, sick

But I wasn't.

her showing up wasn't

tracking and

is so loud I make

"I hate her."

fuckin’ crazy.” Ryan

to her house right now and kick

fucking deserves it for all the

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

throw

holds up

holds out

"Give it to me."

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

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

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 a

Gross.

violated by her doing

over to Easton and he

going

air. Ryan grabs her arm,

We have to

I frown.

mean,

too obvious,’ Easton says, his gaze going to

"No ass kicking allowed."

"God, you're no fun."

of her chest, her lips forming into a

says, the tracker still in his

head home before your parents get

tracker into one of the cup holders

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

The things she said.

way

and again

I see Sadie is leaning

brother is staring at his phone, his Air Pods in his

we don't have an

“Easton,” I murmur.

glances over

"What's up, baby?"

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