~Magnolia~

I am done looking at my brothers and not knowing what is going on. I know they are hiding something from me as we are all sitting on the couch in the living room, right after the incident. Blake hasn't adressed me a word since the whole thing, while Damon has been disappearing every now and then doing God know what.

"You have to tell me what your damn business is, because things have been happening around this house, which aren't normal !" I suddenly break the silence that was weighing around me and my brothers. Leo who was just changing my bandages stops mid movement to look at me in the eyes, shock written all over his face. My poisonous green eyes look up to meet those of Blake who looked curious of my behaviour. Like he knew something was up with me and that I was hiding something.

I wait patiently for them to answer me by giving them death glares. Well that is until I see Damon giving me a warning look.

"The people attacking you were Italians." Greyson finally gives in, which only gets him to be slapped by Ethan in the shoulder. He ignores the warning glares of his brothers and continues."Let's say they are a rival company. Have been for a long time."

I give him a thankful smile, but wince when I feel the pain of my cut situated on my right cheek. I am grateful with the small information I just got, but I know it's all I will get because I soon get sent to my room by the devil.

As soon as I leave the living room, yells irrupt one after the other. I stop mid staircase to try and listen to them just a little. Greyson and Blake are both trying to convince the rest to tell me the truth about everything. I feel a small pinch to my heart with this gesture, because I honestly didn't think any of them would stand up against Damon's decisions. We all know he is not someone you want to upset, because the consequences are never good.

I leave my spot in a hurry when I suddenly hear a loud shattering sound in the living room. Fear takes over me and sends me back to the horrible place I lived in for so long. I shut my door once I reach my room, and hide in my closet by pure instinct. I sit down on the ground with closed eyes and With trembling hands I reach my neck to try and get some oxygen in my lungs. Breath. Listen to your heartbeat.

I hate it so much. Such small things trigger me and I can't stop it from happening . But at least I am getting better at controlling my panic attacks all thanks to Jace who took his time and soul to try and fix me.

After a little while I get out of my closet and head to my bed to lay down and close my eyes to find some peace. Minutes later I hear angry footsteps heading towards my room, which makes me shoot up straight in my bed, my hands tightly gripping the sheets. Just like I thought my door flies open, before hitting the wall. But unlike what I thought, an annoyed Greyson steps inside my room and let's out a sight of desperation, before turning to face me. He freezes for a second, when he sees my frightened face and carefully closes my bedroom door again.

"Sorry for bursting in like that." He apologises and runs his hand through his hair, very uncomfortable. He comes towards me and literally jumps on my bed, half crushing me.

"They really will be the death of me." He groans and I giggle to his comment that is referring to our older brothers I suppose. "But I am glad I am not the youngest anymore." He grins and turns around to look at me instead of glaring at the ceiling.

"Happy for you Grey." I smile and give him a small punch in the shoulder. " I am not that lucky though."

"Oh you will be fine Maggie, don't worry, I won't be a shitty older brother like the others." He promises, and suddenly sits up straight on my bed like a genius idea just appeared in his brain and he looks at me with a very evil smirk as if he is going to do something very stupid.

"Oh no. This face only gives me very evil vibes Grey, what are you planning to do ?"

"Something genius." He states confidently and I wait eager to know what he plans on doing. "You know it's the twins birthday in three days right ?" I nod slowly. "Wellllll.... let's organise a big ass party to celebrate ! Damon will be gone on the weekend along with Leo. Perfect right ?"

Oh shoot. Is that really a good idea ? Having a big ass party without Damon knowing anything ? This only sounds like a funeral planning.

"Uh, I don't think-" I start, but he doesn't give me a chance to finish my sentence as he throws a pillow at my face.

"Come on Maggie, don't let me down on this one, pleaseee." He gives me puppy eyes like a little child, which makes me roll my eyes, because he knows damn well I won't be able to say no.

"Fine." I sight heavily and groan when he gives me a side hug.

"Perfect sis. You are gonna love it for sure. The Knights always throw the best parties, so you won't be disappointed, because it is totally worth it. Last year Blake organised a whole ass party, which happened to be THE biggest party of our century. You have no idea how great it was. The only problem was that Damon happened to find out... but we are not gonna make the same mistake again." He explains and I can't stop myself to feel a little excited for what he actually plans on doing. I have never been to a party before...

"Great I am gonna tell the twins, Ethan is going to be thrilled to hear that. Go to bed sis, you have school tomorrow." Greyson gives me a little kiss on the cheek, which happens to be very slobbery, and jumps out of my bed, before leaving my room.

I wipe away the drool he left on my cheek with disgust and get up to wash my hands. I am clearly not used to have this siblings love. You couldn't really say it was the same with Nick...

I shrug the thought of him away and start taking my clothes off to take a nice warm shower. I stop myself from going into the shower for a few seconds to look at my damaged body in the mirror. The scars are still very visible all over my body, along with the new one I have across my stomach from the surgery. The latest is the only one that has been treated in the right way and it will definitely fade with time. The others though... I don't think so.

I wonder if someone will ever love someone with a body like this. So damaged. Probably not.

"Ugly bitch." "Useless."

Shut up. Shut up. Shut up.

I breath out and tare my eyes away from the mirror to step into the shower that has been running for a few minutes already. The warmth envelopes my body, and manages to relax my muscles bit by bit.

After my shower I jump back in my bed and take my phone. Weirdly I just got a picture from an unknown number attached with a small message. I frown and click on the message to see what it is about.

"Careful shortcake, people have been talking about what you accomplished at the race..."

My puzzled look and my speechless state could definitely tell you how I feel. I look at the picture and see that it is photograph from me the day I won the race here. It was right before the race, when I was leaning on the car, with the helmet covering my head. Other Words were attached to the picture. "Find this motherfucker MJ, the boy who took my money. I want him dead."

My feelings were everywhere right now. First of all the person who send me this called me shortcake and only one person used to call me like this. Jace. But he is dead. Second of all this person is on my side and is trying to protect me. Could it be Gab ? Maybe he just had to text me with a different number... he knew this nickname very well, because Jace was his best friend. Third of all, I was never trying to be a target, but someone wants me dead again.

Jesus why is death surrounding me these days.

I decide to write back to this unknown person.

I wait a few minutes to see if he would reply, but it never happens. I groan in frustration before tossing my phone on my nightstand and resting my head on my pillow. It doesn't take long until I fall asleep.

I wake up hours later, when my bedroom door gets suddenly opened by someone. My eyes shoot open and I blink couple of times to focus on who decided to wake me up like that.

"You're late. Get up, so I can bring you." Blake groans and I frown before realising that my alarm didn't ring and that I am in fact very late for school. Fuck.