Gemotions

The sports arena was a whirlwind of activity, the announcer’s voice booming. But, David, the team's star player, could only stare at the empty coach's seat. Coach Miller, the man who’d molded him, was gone, just like that.

David felt the familiar tightness in his chest. A sudden wave of anger surged through him. He saw the other players, their faces illuminated by excitement, and hated them. He walked away from the team huddle, muttering under his breath.

He kicked a water bottle across the floor, then turned and began to leave the arena. He didn't want to play now. Everything felt ruined, contaminated by the coach's abrupt disappearance. He wanted to scream.