To Love a Soldier
can’t argue with that. I know I am.” She smiled. “But once I saw you in the kitchen with that scumbag, Mike, I was sure to watch his every move.”
    “You know Mike?” It didn’t seem like a girl of her caliber would never be around someone like him.
    “Yeah, unfortunately I had the displeasure of finding out just who Mike was about seven years ago. I was about 14, and my friends and I were hanging around the wrong types of people. I dunno, I guess to be popular at the time and hang with an older crowd. Anyway, Mike and one of his friends pulled the same shit with me then. Only difference is they finished what they started.”
    “Oh, Mandy.” I found it hard not to feel compassionate towards her. “I’m so sorry. Why isn’t he in jail or something? How is he still out there doing the same thing?”
    “Because he got away with it, obviously.” Her face became grim. “Put it this way, the police tend to always lean more towards the explanation of girls getting too drunk and being willing, then changing their minds about it after they sobered up. I had witnesses seeing him put something in my drink. They couldn’t prove it because, by the time I remembered what happened, it was too late for testing like you had. He told them that I asked them both to have sex with me, so they considered it consent and me a slut. Same with his friend. The exact same story.” She shook her head. “His friend moved a few years back, but Mike never left town. I know everything about Mike. I know where he lives. I know where he works, which is why when I go to the mall, it’s only when he’s not working. I know you’re probably wondering why I was at the party to begin with and it’s because all my friends were going to be there and I knew I would be safe. Actually, I wasn’t going to go, but something told me I should. Guess you were that reason…” She trailed off. “It took years for me to recover, so I know what you’re going through. If there’s anything I can do for you, don’t be afraid to ask.”
    “Mandy, I don’t think what I went through was quite the same thing. I’m really sorry for what happened to you and I’m sorry for being such a bitch.”
    “Listen, I shouldn’t gotten so carried away at your expense. I already apologized for that and I sort of saved you, so I think it’s bygones,” she said, finishing with a small laugh.
    “Bygones.” I smiled up at her.

Chapter Five
    I Love a Man in Uniform
    Mandy

    Usually when you do something good, you get bit in the ass later, but this good deed started a new chapter in my life. I couldn’t believe I had mustered the courage to face Mike, especially while he was about to do the same act that he destroyed my youth.
    I suppose going through the same horrible experience somehow gave us a connection. That aside, Liz was a genuinely decent person. It didn’t take long to figure out that she was struggling to find herself and had suffered some painful roadblocks in her past.
    Right before Liz was discharged from the hospital, I spent time with her, trying to help talk her through the traumatic memories that were slowly coming back. In the middle of talking, we were both stopped by the pounding of feet running down the hall. Seconds later, a huge man ran past the doorway. We watched as he sped by, only to hear the feet stomping louder to a stop.
    “Oh shit!” Liz let out.
    Before I could even ask, the man rushed his way into the room. He was big. Really big. Standing at six-foot-two, he had to be about 250 pounds, which was all muscle. This guy was ripped. He was wearing jeans and a concert t-shirt; I could see the tight muscles right through both. His arms were massive and covered in tattoos. I could see the anger growing in his eyes, but he never broke eye contact with Liz. She started to cry, and I jumped out of my seat.
    “Listen, you big motherfucker,” I said, confronting the man. “Fuck you and fuck your scumbag friend. If you take another step
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