Gemotions

The clatter of dishes seemed particularly loud, a jarring sound in the aftermath of the discovery. He could picture, in his mind, the way she had looked at his words, the way her eyes would have scanned the page, searching for… what? Secrets? Gossip? He knew that she would never ask him about them.

"I thought I had put my book there," he said flatly, gesturing towards the table where his journal had been. His roommate, Alex, looked up from his video game, the screen momentarily paused. He shrugged, avoiding his gaze.

He felt the tension knotting in his shoulders. He felt an urge to scream. Instead, he forced a casual laugh, then turned towards the window, silently fuming.