Chapter 3
I never really told anyone what I did in the military. It holds a lot of painful memories for me. Memories that would break a lesser woman.
She sounded so broken that he was almost terrified for what was to come.
I remember everything about that night. How I was just simply walking back to the barracks when he encountered me. He was with another guy and they were both drunk. The second guy looked over me like I was a horse for sale.
Suddenly the sergeant pulled at my jacket, popping the buttons. They scattered all over the street. He then wrenched the hat out of my hair. The pins pulled my hair from the roots. I cried out in pain. He seemed to enjoy that, the sound of my pain.
I won`t make you listen to the rest. He left me lying on the street,in my bloodstained clothes ,stumbling drunkenly and laughing loudly. He thought I was dead.
I lay there and waited for death to come. It started to rain and I wondered why I wasn`t dying. It was cold too, but I was in so much pain that I was honestly surprised it bothered me.
If it wasn`t for one of the commanders seeing me on the street nearly unconscious, I don`t know what I would have done. But I made sure I got my payback.
I saved him for last. I hoped the deaths of his friends had warned him as to what was coming. He screamed when he saw me. He screamed a lot that night. Leaving him for the finale made it easier for me to control myself, make it slower and more painful.
He nearly cried when the clip came to its end. The sergeant, a man she`d apparently trusted, took sexual advantage of her. He used her body and then left her for dead. Suddenly, he didn`t blame her for torturing him.
He wasn`t sure how much more he could take. Either way, he was going to finish this. Even if it killed him.