Jez sat in the locker room, listening to Skrillex and pulling a new shirt over her head. Her favorite black and pink one with the zombie teddy bear.

"Didn't I get you that shirt?"

She looked up and grinned at Glenn.

"Yeah. And all Mark got me was a gift card to Wal-mart that year."

Glenn chuckled.

"Jez, he's trying. I heard ya went and talked to him."

"Yep. And I told him why I trusted you more than I did him. You rescued me from Tryan, Big Brother."

Glenn growled. That bastard had no right to be called a father.

"Glenny? You okay?"

"Fine, Spitfire. Just bad memories."

Jez knew what he was thinking about. The night her big brother had come home.

Flashback

"No! Go away!"

Jez tried to climb out her window, half-naked, only to be pulled back by her ankle.

"I thought I told you to be ready for me, Jezebel. You know what happens now?"

She shook her head frantically, trying to keep her "stepfather" from getting what he wanted.

Smirking sadistically, the man pinned her to the ground and tore her shirt off.

"You know the rules, Jezzybel. I always get what I want."

Listening hard, heart pounding, Jez heard the sound of her brother's car door slam shut. The window was still open.

"Glenn! Help me!"

Glenn Jacobs had just begun to walk up the steps when he heard his little sister's scream.

He kicked the front door in and ran upstairs to her room, sight going red when he found her. He pulled the man off of her and threw him into the wall, scooping Jez up in his arms and carrying her downstairs.

"Glenn? What's going on?"

Glenn turned to his mother and glared at her.

"Go ask the rapist living under your roof."

Then he opened the front door and walked outside with his little sister, freeing her from the Hell she was in.

End of Flashback

"If I had gotten there sooner, you would have been fine."

Jez sighed and walked over to her brother, hugging him.

"Glenny, it's not your fault."

"I feel like it is!"

"Well stop! It's Mom's fault for being such a whore!"

Glenn looked down and ruffled her hair.

"Thanks, Spitfire."

"No problem, Big Red."