Gemotions

Liam stared at the screen, a knot twisting in his stomach. The friend request. From Brad. The name seemed to vibrate with a sinister energy. He’d built a firewall around himself, brick by metaphorical brick, after Brad had made his life a misery in their younger days. He remembered the humiliation, the feeling of utter powerlessness.

He absentmindedly scratched at the back of his neck, the skin prickling with unease. He felt a throbbing pulse in his temples. He had worked so hard to put the past behind him. The thought of Brad, even just a digital presence, brought back a flood of unwelcome feelings. Why would he do this? What did he want? He felt a profound sense of… disturbance.