The Trinity War (Book 3 of the Trinity series)

Chapter 50

~*~Trey's POV~*~

I paced the halls of the corridor outside of the hospital wing that Caley was occupying. I stopped and closed my eyes when she screamed, feeling the shout echo inside of my body, shaking me to my core.

I shook my head.

No, this was her own fault. She deserved this. She betrayed all of the people that she loved. It was her fault that Abbey wouldn't ever walk again. It was her fault that Jason was dead. It was her fault that my father was dead. All of it was because of her. She let it happen. She let it happen because she was a traitor.

I turned on my heel and walked out into the courtyard outside of the hospital building. I could still hear her screaming in pain.

It was early morning. The sun had just risen and there was a fog that had settled on the burnt remains of Trinity University. I could still smell the smoke in the air. The grass was wet and the sky was grey, the sun hidden behind a layer of ominous clouds.

I walked around, kicking charred blocks of wood and brick out of my path. I had a blazing headache. I hadn't slept much in the past few days. It was hard to believe that a few days had already even passed. It still seemed like the war had been just yesterday.

My father's funeral was to be held today. They were going to bury him in the Trinity Cemetery that was near Trinity Hollow. My mother had been completely distraught and secluded in the past few days. I couldn't imagine what she was going through, losing the one she loved in such a horrific way. We brought Cole to the university yesterday and I had to watch my mother tell Cole that our father had passed away. It was one of the most terrible things I'd ever had to experience. And he wouldn't know the reality of what had killed our father until he was much older. It wasn't fair.

I heard Caley scream again; I felt it inside of me again.

I kept telling myself that I hated her, that everything that had happened was her fault. Which it was. She pretended that she was helping our side by joining the Order and the whole time, she was feeding our information to the dark side. It all made sense now. All of the small details that we had tried to keep secret that the dark side somehow found out about. It was her. It was all her doing.

What made it worse was that we all defended her. Whenever Blackwell pointed his finger at her, whenever he doubted her loyalties, we were all so quick to jump to her defense. None of us had ever thought it would be Caley that would be the one to betray us. But I guess that's why her plan had worked so well, because she knew that no one would truly suspect her. She had us all wrapped around her finger and that, to me, made her truly evil. But what hurt me the most was that the entire time, she had been lying to me.

I had known that she was keeping something from me and that she wasn't always telling the truth. But never in my wildest imagination had I ever thought that she was capable of a betrayal such as this. She kept telling me to remember what she always told me whenever I asked her what she was hiding. But it was so hard to remember through all the lies and deceit. I couldn't forgive her. Not after what she had done.

I sighed and rubbed my eyes. The sun was still hiding behind the clouds. It was now 8 in the morning. The funeral was to be held at ten. I turned back towards the hospital building. I figured I should go visit Abbey and see how she was doing.

I pushed open the door to where Abbey's room was. She was in a ward with several others that were injured. Caley was in a room by herself at the other side of the building. And yet, when she screamed, I could still hear her.