He kept wondering how Vicky made it from war, it was on the news that no one survived in the bombings there. How come Vicky is alive and as young as she was then?, Derrick wondered and thought of calling his officer to make sure about the captain's identity.
Derrick was already at the naval base in Washington when his friend officer called him to inform that Vicky was MIA during the Iraqi war. No one ever saw her again or even believed that she survived the war. But I saw her and I am the only one who knew her back then. I was just 10 years old when dad brought me to visit his friend at the naval base in Port Area. Anyway, it's good she survived and is alive. I hope she is living a good life, Derrick honestly thought it to himself while eating at the base's cafeteria with his naval officer and friends who are 1st and 2nd mates. He is one of the naval engineers and is pretty happy that after all his hard work paid off, he can serve his country at the office.
Stop, I would literally kill you with this gun!, Vicky shouted to a man not that elderly but he was trying to get near her and hurt her. Vicky was a soldier and she knows the drill on how to protect herself but she couldn't, not at this time, as if she's numb from head to foot. She couldn't click the trigger and it's frustrating. No, nooooooo!!!, Haaa, ha, ha!, another dream.
I have never seen the devil but this man who I call my father, my step dad, looked it. Prayerful as he is, he is bitter, womanizer and a lustful prick. I wanted to really hurt him that moment in my dream but thank goodness he is still in prison after he tried to harass my younger sister. We were two in the family and my mom isn't that much of a happy wife but a good mother to me and my sister. My real dad passed in the service and just like me he was deployed to Iraq too. I was the one to saw my stepdad trying to force my sister to sleep with him and I did what I needed to do. Arrested him and put him behind bars and now serving a lifetime imprisonment due to rape from his past victims and frustrated murder when he tried to kill me with my own gun.
He was believed to be a sex addict and sadist who loved inflicting pain before pleasure. But he, my stepdad, if it's actually a good thing calling me dad, I want to puke, even for the past 20 years that I hadn't seen him, I still want to break his neck for making my mom and sister's life a hell on earth. He broke my confidence and almost broke me totally. But the punch I gave him a broken nose, really paid off the many years if not the times he beat my mom.