Gemotions

The flickering streetlamp cast long, dancing shadows as Amelia stared at her phone. Her fingers trembled as she reread the message: "Meet me by the creek at midnight. Come alone." The intended recipient was Liam, her boyfriend. But the message had been sent to… Mr. Henderson? Her history teacher? A coldness spread through her limbs. She dropped the phone onto the worn kitchen table, the plastic screen cracking slightly. Outside, a twig snapped. She jumped, her breath hitching in her throat, convinced someone was watching.