Gemotions

The air in the dorm room was thick with the scent of stale pizza and unspoken words. He avoided making eye contact with David, who was sprawled on his bed, engrossed in a video game. The silence between them was a physical thing, a heavy curtain draped across the room.

He knew. He saw the way David glanced at him whenever he thought he wasn’t looking. The little changes in David's behavior. The way he knew about things that he shouldn't know. The journal, lying open on the desk that morning…

He grabbed his headphones, the music volume cranked to maximum, to try and drown out the internal voices that were screaming at him. He didn't want to talk, he didn't want to explain, he just wanted to be left alone.