Chapter 3
Ryan slammed the pool house door closed. He sat down on his bed and buried his face in his hands. Just then, Seth walked in.
"Hey, man. What's wrong?" he asked.
Ryan looked up at him and gave him a look.
"Hey now, no need for that," he joked, sitting down beside Ryan. "Come on, what's bothering you? Really, this time."
"I don't know. I'm kind of feeling, 'mixed' feelings. Part of me is happy that Trey is gone. I mean, all he did was cause trouble. But the other part, wants him to be alive. It's really confusing," Ryan explained.
"Well, after what he did, I'm thinking he deserved it. He attacked Marissa. He hurt her."
"I know, Seth. I'm aware of that. But still, he was my brother, though. He still shouldn't have done that. God! How could I have been so stupid as to think he could change?" Ryan said, looking at Seth.
"I don't know. But he seemed like he was trying," Seth told him.
"I know. And I actually thought he did. But he's Trey. And Trey would never have changed. Not even to save his life," Ryan said.
"I kinda want to be alone right now. I'll see you later, ok?" Ryan said.
"Yeah. Sure. I'll come and get you when supper's ready. See you." Seth said, getting up and heading for the door. Ryan laid down and stared at the ceiling.
Jess stepped into Treys' apartment. She looked around at the mess.
"What happened?" she whispered to herself.
She saw Treys' dead body and her eyes went wide.
"Trey? Trey!" she screamed.
She saw the bullet hole in his back, and she swallowed. She pushed herself up and took one final glance at Trey. She walked out the door and drove away.