Gemotions

The phone vibrated in my hand, a subtle tremor that shook me to my core. It was a Facebook request. The name: Jason Riley. My muscles locked up. I felt a strange tingling sensation, beginning in my toes and crawling up my legs.

My world seemed to shrink, focusing down to the glowing screen in my palm. My breath caught in my throat. I couldn't move. I wanted to throw the phone across the room, to make the request disappear, to erase him from my world.

The small, digital portrait of him stared back at me, a silent accusation. I felt a profound sense of unease settle over me, a feeling that something awful was about to happen. My palms began to sweat. Why, after all this time?