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, already

He turns to Easton.

everywhere we're

Like, fucking everywhere.

pizza place that

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

a fucking stalker,” Sadie says savagely, clutching the

Walgreens across town,’ I say, my voice

showed up right when we were in line to

How startled I'd been.

her being there?

it off

sick with

But I wasn't.

her showing up wasn't

been tracking

voice is so

"I hate her."

fuckin’ crazy.” Ryan

to her house right now and kick

fucking deserves it for all the shit

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

we throw

holds up the

holds out

"Give it to me."

her track you.

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

Upset.

Maybe even a little...

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

Gross.

feels violated by her doing

the disc over to Easton and he curls his fingers around

is going down,” he

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

We have to approach this situation

I frown.

mean, approach it

be too obvious,’ Easton says, his gaze going

"No ass kicking allowed."

"God, you're no fun."

front of her chest, her lips forming

road,’ Easton says, the tracker still in his

head home before your parents

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

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

The things she said.

horrible way she's

again

shoulder, I see Sadie is leaning her head on Ryan's shoulder,

is staring at his phone, his Air Pods in his

don't

“Easton,” I murmur.

glances over at

"What's up, baby?"

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