We drive around in silence for what seems like hours. I'm so angry, but I'm still trying to figure out why and if I even have a right to be.
What Tiffany does with her body is her business. I have no say over it. I respect that. Even if we were considered a couple, it's her decision, right?
I don't even know the right answer anymore. All I know is I feel this desire to protect her, which is ridiculous, but there it is. I want her to be treated like she deserves to be treated… like her body is to be worshiped. And that's not what those assholes do. They treat her like a piece of f*****g meat. They use her and someday they're throw her away and she's worth so much more than that.
The worst part is, she doesn't see it. But how would she? They give her tickets to games. They bring her to p
