Chapter 40: Tiffany

The beat of the drums is almost deafening and it seems like there are more horns blaring than normal.

Usually the sounds and smells and sights of the stadium invigorate me. The sea of red excites me. Gives me energy that I feed off of. Today it does nothing for me. Which really pisses me off because coming to see the Mutiny play has been a favorite pastime of mine for years. But Rowen ruined that when he came over and used my body like it's a marker piece on the game board all his friends are playing with.

I haven't talked to Rowen in five days, despite his repeated calls and texts. I know he feels bad about our last interaction. I saw it on his face when I told him to leave. In the heat of the moment, he had no idea what an asshole he was being. I understand that. But it doesn't make it hurt any less. It doesn't change the way he made me feel. And how he made me feel is not okay. I made a decision a long time ago… my body is my own, but my feelings count for something, too. And that