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, it's

her.” Ryan nods,

He turns to Easton.

everywhere we're

Like, fucking everywhere.

place that one

when we went to the grocery store to pick stuff up for Harp when she was sick, and Aisha

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

I say, my voice soft, my

showed up right when we were in line to make our

How startled I'd been.

her being there? At the time, it made no

off to complete

I was distracted that night, sick

But I wasn't.

her showing up wasn't a

tracking and following my

My voice is so loud

"I hate her."

fuckin’ crazy.” Ryan

to her house right now and kick her

deserves it for all the

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

we throw this

holds up

Easton holds

"Give it to me."

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

giving it a light shake, but he doesn't respond. His body is tense, his gaze distant, and I can tell he's in his head.

Upset.

Maybe even a little...

in my entire being,

Gross.

he feels violated

over to Easton and he curls his fingers around

bitch is going down,” he

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

have

I frown.

do you mean, approach it

obvious,’ Easton

"No ass kicking allowed."

"God, you're no fun."

in front of her

on the road,’ Easton says, the tracker still

before your parents get

the tracker into one

with stupid Aisha and what she's done to us since

The things she said.

way

and again

over my shoulder, I see Sadie is leaning her head

his phone, his Air Pods in his

we don't have an

“Easton,” I murmur.

glances over at

"What's up, baby?"

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