Gemotions

He paced the confines of his small apartment, each footstep a heavy thud on the worn wooden floor. John's head was pounding. He needed to find a job and pay the bills. The phone buzzed, a new notification. It was from Kevin, the boy who'd constantly undermined him, the boy who'd laughed at his dreams.

He halted, his hands clenched into fists. He felt the familiar heat rising in his neck.

He abruptly turned away from the phone, unable to bring himself to look at the screen. He needed to get out, needed to breathe.