I seethe my teeth together; I have always hated skirts, I’ve always hated them since Toby always asked me to wear them because they made him have easy access to doing what he wanted with me, he would make me wear them so his eyes could feed on my legs followed by his hands. Rory isn’t going the right way in making me like them, either. Just who does he think he is?

I’m not wearing this.

I toss them back into the box and closed it. I sit down and cover my face with my hands.

Flashback

“I don’t like them,” I murmured as Toby handed me the things...