Gemotions

"Unbelievable," Mark spat, kicking at a loose pebble on the sidewalk. He could feel the heat radiating from his core, a burning sensation that consumed his insides. He’d walked through this park countless times, never suspecting that *he* was just around the corner, online best friend, and now, a complete stranger. The thought sparked a wave of bitter disappointment.

He crossed his arms tightly across his chest, his gaze sweeping the scene: families laughing, dogs chasing frisbees, everything normal and irritating. He felt a sudden urge to scream, to lash out. The sheer deception of it all clawed at him.

He pictured the smug look on his face, the ease with which he’d spun his tales. A surge of pure frustration coursed through him. He wouldn't let him get away with it. He quickened his pace, the street lights beginning to blur in his vision.