{"id":11158,"date":"2010-07-22T15:30:00","date_gmt":"2010-07-22T14:30:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/?p=11131"},"modified":"2010-07-22T15:30:00","modified_gmt":"2010-07-22T14:30:00","slug":"please-breath-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/domains\/twincestblog.cz\/2010\/07\/22\/please-breath-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Please, Breath 2."},"content":{"rendered":"
autor: Sch-Rei<\/strong><\/p>\n<\/div>\n
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Zastavil se za rohem jedn\u00e9  chodby, a svezl se po st\u011bn\u011b na zem. P\u0159it\u00e1hl si kolena k brad\u011b a pevn\u011b je objal. Naplno se rozvzlykal. P\u0159ib\u011bhl k n\u011bmu Andreas a sehnul se k n\u011bmu.<\/div>\n
„U\u017e zase, Bille? To je tenhle t\u00fdden u\u017e po t\u0159et\u00ed,“ \u0159ekl se starost\u00ed v hlase. Posledn\u00ed dobou se to opakovalo \u010dasto, ale kdy\u017e tady byl Bill ze za\u010d\u00e1tku, bylo to mnohem hor\u0161\u00ed.<\/div>\n
„Ne! U\u017e nechci, nechte m\u011b b\u00fdt! Ne!“ k\u0159i\u010del hystericky Bill. Andy mu cht\u011bl pomoct na nohy, jen\u017ee Bill se mu vytrhl.<\/div>\n
„Nesahejte na m\u011b! Ne! U\u017e znovu ne! Chci pry\u010d!“ k\u0159i\u010del. Andy tohle moc dob\u0159e znal. D\u011blo se to v Billov\u011b p\u0159\u00edpad\u011b opravdu \u010dasto. Z kapsy vyt\u00e1hl injekci. Vyndal ji z obalu, kter\u00fd ji jistil a p\u00edchl ji Billovi do ramene. Billovy hysterick\u00e9 vzlyky a k\u0159iky se ti\u0161ily. Pomalu upadal do bezv\u011bdom\u00ed. M\u011bl \u010derno p\u0159ed o\u010dima, a c\u00edtil \u00falevn\u00fd a z\u00e1rove\u0148 slastn\u00fd pocit. Bylo mu l\u00e9pe. C\u00edtil se voln\u011bj\u0161\u00ed. Usnul. Ze sp\u00e1nku se pousm\u00e1l. Andy si \u00falevn\u011b povzdechl, a vzal Billa na ruce. Odnesl ho do jeho pokoje, a ze zdi, odkud ‚tr\u010dela‘ n\u011bjak\u00e1 \u00fachytka, rozt\u00e1hl pofidern\u00ed postel. Polo\u017eil jej na ni, a p\u0159ikryl dekou. Bill spokojen\u011b oddechoval.<\/div>\n
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Druh\u00fd den r\u00e1no se Bill probudil s ulepen\u00fdma o\u010dima od pl\u00e1\u010de a zaschlou uslzenou tv\u00e1\u0159\u00ed. Zase mu bylo do pl\u00e1\u010de. To se opravdu zbl\u00e1znil? Je z n\u011bj \u0161\u00edlenec? Bl\u00e1zen? Schoulil se do klub\u00ed\u010dka a zav\u0159el o\u010di. Tu usly\u0161el otev\u00edr\u00e1n\u00ed dve\u0159\u00ed. Nev\u011bnoval tomu pozornost. Dovnit\u0159 ve\u0161la postar\u0161\u00ed \u017eena. Sp\u00ed\u0161e d\u00e1ma. Perfektn\u011b upraven\u00e1.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n
„Pane Kaulitzi?“ \u0159ekla ti\u0161e. Nic. Ozval se klapot podpatk\u016f a \u017eena st\u00e1la u Billovy postele.<\/div>\n
„Pane Kaulitzi, mus\u00edm v\u00e1m ozn\u00e1mit \u0161patnou zpr\u00e1vu. Andreas, v\u00e1\u0161 o\u0161et\u0159ovatel,“ odml\u010dela se a odka\u0161lala si. Bill se zachv\u011bl a pevn\u011b semkl v\u00ed\u010dka.<\/div>\n
„Pan Andreas m\u011bl v\u010dera v noci autonehodu, a v kritick\u00e9m stavu le\u017e\u00ed v nemocnici. Odpoledne pro v\u00e1s p\u0159ijde nov\u00fd o\u0161et\u0159ovatel, tak douf\u00e1m, \u017ee si budete rozum\u011bt,“ \u0159ekla celkem klidn\u011b, oto\u010dila se na podpatku, a ode\u0161la zase pry\u010d. Billovi utekl tichou\u010dk\u00fd vzlyk. Ne kv\u016fli tomu, \u017ee byl jeho o\u0161et\u0159ovatel v nemocnici, ale z n\u011bkoho nov\u00e9ho. Ciz\u00edho. Tak dlouho si zvykal na Andrease, na okol\u00ed, a v\u016fbec na v\u0161e, co se tohoto cvokhausu t\u00fdk\u00e1, a oni mu ud\u011blaj\u00ed tohle? \u010c\u00edm si tohle v\u0161e zaslou\u017eil? Cht\u011bl odtud pry\u010d. Cht\u011bl do sv\u00e9ho sv\u011bta, s milovanou osobou, o kterou p\u0159i\u0161el, a u\u017e ji nikdy neuvid\u00ed. Nev\u011b\u0159il, \u017ee by se dok\u00e1zal znovu zamilovat tak, jako byl zamilov\u00e1n do n\u00ed, a taky nev\u011b\u0159il, \u017ee by v\u016fbec je\u0161t\u011b m\u011bl \u0161anci milovat. V\u017edy\u0165 je bl\u00e1zen, nebo ne? Blb\u00e1 ot\u00e1zka, v\u017edy\u0165 u\u017e jen to, kde je, tomu nasv\u011bd\u010duje. M\u00edstnost\u00ed se rozlehl dal\u0161\u00ed tich\u00fd vzlyk.  <\/div>\n
„Ne, ne, ne, ne, ne,“  \u0161eptal Bill dokola, a za\u010dal se kol\u00e9bat. Slzy ho skoro oslepovaly, nemohl zaost\u0159it. Necht\u011bl toho nov\u00e9ho o\u0161et\u0159ovatele. Nechci si za\u017e\u00edt to, co na za\u010d\u00e1tku. U\u017e ne, prost\u011b ne, nem\u00e1m na to. U\u017e v\u00edc ne!<\/em><\/div>\n
Bill se chytil za vlasy, a tahal podv\u011bdom\u011b za n\u011b. Vzteky, bezmocnost\u00ed. Pevn\u011b za\u0165al zuby, a semkl k sob\u011b v\u00ed\u010dka. P\u00e1rkr\u00e1t kopl no\u017ekami, kter\u00e9 si dr\u017eel u t\u011bla. Dokola opakoval po\u0159\u00e1d ta sam\u00e1 slova, a v hlav\u011b se mu prom\u00edtaly jenom ty nejhor\u0161\u00ed vzpom\u00ednky. Vymr\u0161til se do sedu, a p\u011bsti za\u010dal ml\u00e1tit do b\u00edl\u00e9 zdi vedle n\u011bj. K\u0159i\u010del, div si hlasivky nevyk\u0159i\u010del. P\u011bsti u\u017e ho bolely, ale on to nevn\u00edmal. Ovl\u00e1dal ho vztek. Po jeho ruce, a b\u00edl\u00e9 zdi sjelo p\u00e1r kapek krve. Je\u0161t\u011b zu\u0159iv\u011bji bouchl do st\u011bny, co\u017e krev na n\u00ed rozmazalo. Nyn\u00ed z jeho rukou teklo v\u00edce ne\u017e jen jedna cesti\u010dka krve. Bylo jich hned n\u011bkolik, tak jako slz. Krev, slzy, pot. V\u0161echen ten n\u00e1tlak Billa vysiloval. Nebyl schopen ovl\u00e1dat s\u00e1m sebe, sv\u00e9 pocity, sv\u00e9 chov\u00e1n\u00ed, absolutn\u011b nic.  <\/div>\n
Kdy\u017e  ti sch\u00e1z\u00ed s\u016fl,<\/em><\/div>\n
Cukr nesta\u010d\u00ed.<\/em><\/div>\n
V\u00edm, co chce\u0161 te\u010f \u0159\u00edct,<\/em><\/div>\n
\u017de bude v\u0161echno jina\u010d\u00ed.<\/em><\/p>\n<\/div>\n
autor: Sch-Rei<\/strong><\/div>\n
betaread: Janule <\/strong><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

autor: Sch-Rei Zastavil se za rohem jedn\u00e9  chodby, a svezl se po st\u011bn\u011b na zem. P\u0159it\u00e1hl si kolena k brad\u011b a pevn\u011b je objal. Naplno se rozvzlykal. P\u0159ib\u011bhl k n\u011bmu Andreas a sehnul se k n\u011bmu. „U\u017e zase, Bille? To je tenhle t\u00fdden u\u017e po t\u0159et\u00ed,“<\/p>\n

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