Reprecussions

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Nate, Pat, and Nixon had a meeting with the Dean of the school first thing in the morning to determine his fate. Drinking is a serious offense on campus, along with being underage, which Nixon was. Along with his grades, it wasn't looking too good.

I walked up to see Nash and his brothers in the hallway. They were waiting for the meeting to be over with the Dean.

"How long have they been in there?" I asked Nash.

"They've been in there over an hour. It is a mess." He answered.

Finally, the three of them emerged from the office.

"Well," Nash asked them.

"Nixon has to leave school for the rest of the semester and attend rehab. If he completes it, he can return to school next semester. They aren't budging on this," Nate informed us.

"Dad, can't we fight it?" Nathan asked him.

"Nathan, this is the only option. What Nixon did was a serious offense. On top of it, we have to worry about charges brought against him for attacking another student. He's in deep shit." He looked at Nixon. "Let's go. You need to pack, and we need to get home."

"This is such bullshit," Nash yelled as he walked away. The boys followed behind him.

As I got ready to leave, Bryson walked up, hand in hand with Tiffany.

"Oh, look who it is," he said with a smirk. I just glared at him, clenching my fists. "You know I would make you fall for me then destroy you, but this just turned out so much better. Don't you think?" He looked at Tiffany, who nodded.

"Gullible if you ask me," she smirked.

"Did you honestly think I fell for your bullshit? A leopard never changes their spots, Bryson," I retorted.

"Yeah, well, it doesn't matter because what happened is, done," he grinned as they walked away while laughing.

That burned me to no end. I walked back to the house and went up to my room. I knew with Nixon packing and having to leave school; this was hard on the boys. All because someone wanted revenge.

I heard a knock at the door to see Nixon standing there. I stood up and looked at him.

"Look, I'm not great at this mushy stuff, but I just wanted to say, I don't hate you. I was angry, and you didn't deserve my anger," Nixon apologized to me.

"It's fine," I assured him.

"No, it's not fine. Maggie, it is true. I love you, but as a sister."

"I know. I love you, too, as a brother. Nixon, I am so sorry this happened."

"Yeah, guess life has a way of biting you in the ass, well for me it does."

I walked over to him and did the one thing; I would never do. I hugged him. He tensed, but after a minute, he hugged me back.

"Take care of yourself, Nix."

"Thanks, Mags."

He let go, and I walked him out. He grabbed a box, and we watched as he walked out of the house with Nate, Pat, and Nolan. He climbed into the back seat of the car and closed the door.

As they pulled out, a tear rolled down my cheek. The twins went up to their room, not wanting to talk, and Nash just stood there. I walked over and placed my hand on his arm. He reached around and pulled me into him.

It sucked. Bryson got what he wanted, and everyone else had to suffer.

"We should check on Kat," I whispered. He nodded, and we went up to check on Kat. She cried a lot. My heart ached for her.

Marcy and Macey comforted the twins. Everyone felt helpless about how to help. I mean, what do you do when someone you love and care about leaves?

I had a feeling the next few months would be hard on everyone.

Halloween was also coming up. It would suck.

After Nixon had left, there was a melancholy vibe at the house. No one was in the mood to do anything. I couldn't blame them.

I mean, honestly who wants to be happy when you know for a fact, someone caused this.

I was sitting on the couch, jotting notes when Nash walked over and sat down next to me, then laid his head on my book.

"Can I help you?" I asked him.

"Nope," he said.

I pulled the book away from underneath his head. Then I started to stroke his hair. "Nash, he will be back."

"I know. It just sucks." I looked at him. "I fucking hate Bryson." I heard his voice laced with anger.

"I know you do. I think everyone does."

"It's not fair, Mags."

"I know it's not."

He let out a deep breath.

Marco and Jasper walked in and took a seat. They had big ole grins on their face.

"Do I even want to know what you two are up to?" I questioned them, regretting asking them.

"Let's just say, we know a way to get back at your pal Bryson," Jasper said, smirking.

Nash and I looked at each other as he sat up.

"Okay, something tells me this will be crazy," Nash mentioned as they both smiled.

Oh, lord, what did they have planned?

"No way," Noah said, shocked.

"Yep saw it with our own two eyes," Marco said.

"That is...... I have no words for what that is," Nathan said, being a lost for words.

"Are you for certain you saw this?" Nash asked them.

"Definitely," Jasper said.

"Okay, so if this is true, how do we go about trapping him?" I asked them.

"Leave that to us," the twins offered with devious looks.

Nash and I looked at each other. If it was one thing Nathan and Noah were good at, was finding out your deep darkest secret and plastering it all over for everyone to see.

Now to bring the others in on our plans. They hated Bryson and Tiffany as much as we did.

We gathered them in the main room, explaining everything to them. We also assigned everyone to a task. It was for Nixon. Even if he could be obnoxious most of the time, he deserves revenge. Plus, I'm sure he would come up with something devious if he were here to do so.

Later on, I was in my room with Kat.

"Do you think this will work, Maggie?" Kat asked me with a worried tone.

"Kat, if it's anything I have learned from the Gray boys and going to head to head with them, things can get savage," I reassure her.

"I hope so because I so want to burn his underwear with him in them," she retorted.

"I swear you and Nixon will marry one day," I said, rolling my eyes.

"And what are you two plotting?" Nash asked us while walking into the room.

"How Kat wants to set Bryson's underwear on fire with him in it," I said to him.

Nash looked at her in awe, "Okay, note to self never piss off Kat."

She arched an eyebrow at him. "Well, considering Maggie won't let me castrate him."

Nash looked at me. "Yeah, that was her first idea. I told her she was not Lorena Bobbitt." Nash shifted in his seat.

"I think I'm just going to go." He got up and quickly left the room. I gave Kat a look, and she smirked. Never piss off Kat. She was way worse than Macey, especially the things Macey offered to do to Bryson and Tiffany, which I shall never repeat. It still sends shivers down my back with the thought of it, brrrrr.

Now, all we had to do is put everything into motion. Bryson, you are so going down.

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