{"id":12237,"date":"2010-03-01T15:30:00","date_gmt":"2010-03-01T14:30:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/?p=12208"},"modified":"2010-03-01T15:30:00","modified_gmt":"2010-03-01T14:30:00","slug":"love-vs-hate-5","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/domains\/twincestblog.cz\/2010\/03\/01\/love-vs-hate-5\/","title":{"rendered":"Love vs. Hate 5."},"content":{"rendered":"<div><strong>autor: Sisa<\/strong><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div><img decoding=\"async\" title=\"376\" alt=\"\" class=\"right\" src=\"http:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/wp-content\/uploads\/56e6fd4d63_61860570_o2.jpg\" \/><\/div>\n<div>Bill le\u017eal na posteli. Ve\u010f \u010do in\u00e9 mohol robi\u0165, ke\u010f k nej bol priviazan\u00fd? V\u00e1hal. Chcel na Toma zabudn\u00fa\u0165, ale nedok\u00e1zal. Miloval ho. Nevedel, \u010do m\u00e1 od Toma \u010daka\u0165. U\u017e len to, \u017ee tu le\u017eal priviazan\u00fd, ho nenorm\u00e1lne desilo. O\u010dkami sk\u00famal miestnos\u0165. Mus\u00ed sa odtia\u013e dosta\u0165. Znovu potriasol rukami, ale docielil len p\u00e1r pramienkov krvi zo zodret\u00fdch z\u00e1p\u00e4st\u00ed. Zavzlykal.<\/div>\n<div>Zavrel o\u010di a sna\u017eil sa zaspa\u0165.<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;Spink\u00e1\u0161?&#8220; vo\u0161iel do miestnosti Tom.<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;U\u017e nie.&#8220; Odsekol Bill.<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;Priniesol som ti wafle.&#8220;<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;Nechcem.&#8220;<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;Ale no tak. Mus\u00ed\u0161 nie\u010do zjes\u0165.&#8220;<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;Nechcem.&#8220;<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;Ale chce\u0161. Miluje\u0161 wafle.&#8220; Odpovedal Tom a sadol si na poste\u013e. Rozviazal mu ruky.<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;Naozaj ma a\u017e tak nen\u00e1vid\u00ed\u0161?&#8220; sp\u00fdtal sa a pozrel mu do o\u010d\u00ed.<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;Najviac ,ako sa d\u00e1,&#8220; sykol Bill a postavil sa.<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;Zjedz tie ra\u0148ajky.&#8220;<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;Nie.&#8220;<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;Nie? Nedovol\u00edm ti od\u00eds\u0165, pokia\u013e sa nenaje\u0161.&#8220; Postavil sa pred neho bojovne Tom.<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;Nebude\u0161 mi rozkazova\u0165.&#8220; Zamra\u010dil sa Bill.<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;Chcem len, aby si sa najedol a ak to nep\u00f4jde po dobrom.&#8220; Pritla\u010dil ho o stenu &#8222;Tak to do teba dostanem po zlom.&#8220;<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;Nedot\u00fdkaj sa ma.&#8220; Odsotil ho.<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;Ak- ak to zje\u0161, vezmem \u0165a poobede k Simon.&#8220; Povedal smutne Tom.<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;Prisah\u00e1\u0161?&#8220; sp\u00fdtal sa neisto Bill.<\/div>\n<hr \/>\n<div>&#8222;Tu m\u00e1\u0161.&#8220; Posunul mu tanier. Bill sa po \u0148om natiahol. O\u010dka sa mu roz\u017eiarili hne\u010f po prvom k\u00fasku. Netrvalo dlho a tanier bol pr\u00e1zdny.<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;No vid\u00ed\u0161, \u017ee to ide.&#8220; Usmial sa Tom. V tom momente Billovi padol \u00fasmev.<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;Kedy vyraz\u00edme?&#8220;<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;Kam?&#8220;<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;Za maminkou.&#8220;<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;Poobede.&#8220;<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;Fajn.&#8220; Znovu sa postavil a obi\u0161iel ho.<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;Kam ide\u0161?&#8220;<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;Do kuchyne a nestaraj sa.&#8220;<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;Tak a dos\u0165.&#8220; Chytil ho za ruku a oto\u010dil tak, aby mu videl do o\u010d\u00ed. &#8222;Teraz ma bude\u0161 posl\u00facha\u0165. T\u00e1 st\u00e1vka bola najv\u00e4\u010d\u0161ia kravina v mojom \u017eivote.&#8220;<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;Pus\u0165 ma.&#8220;<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;Nie! Bude\u0161 ma po\u010d\u00fava\u0165. T\u00fa st\u00e1vku som o\u013eutoval mili\u00f3n kr\u00e1t. Od za\u010diatku, Bill, od toho d\u0148a, ke\u010f ste sa k n\u00e1m so Simon pris\u0165ahovali, som \u0165a miloval. Nechcel som si to prizna\u0165, a preto som si nahovoril, \u017ee \u0165a nen\u00e1vid\u00edm, a ke\u010f som \u0165a vtedy videl na tej posteli. Uplakan\u00e9ho a zlomen\u00e9ho, pochopil som.&#8220; Pozeral mu do o\u010d\u00ed, z ktor\u00fdch sa mu pomaly ale isto drali slzi\u010dky.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;A vtedy, ke\u010f si zmizol na tej p\u00e1rty, b\u00e1l som sa. Tak ve\u013emi. H\u013eadal som \u0165a cel\u00fa noc. H\u013eadal som \u0165a cel\u00fd ten \u010das. Potom pri\u0161li tie fotky a ja&#8230; ja som nevedel, \u010do zo sebou. C\u00edtil som sa tak pr\u00e1zdny. Nen\u00e1videl som sa za to, ako som ti ubl\u00ed\u017eil. Potom som sa rozhodol, \u017ee \u0165a pomst\u00edm. H\u013eadal som ak\u00fako\u013evek stopu, k\u00fdm som nezistil, \u017ee si u Petra. Ke\u010f som \u0165a na\u0161iel, myslel som, \u017ee budem plaka\u0165 od radosti, ale ke\u010f som uvidel tvoje pr\u00e1zdne o\u010dk\u00e1, chcel som zomrie\u0165. V nemocnici mi povedali, \u017ee si zomrel. Ka\u017ed\u00fd de\u0148 som bol na tvojom hrobe. A\u017e do v\u010dera. V\u010dera som sa rozhodol \u00eds\u0165 za tebou, ale ty si do\u0161iel za mnou. Bol som ten naj\u0161\u0165astnej\u0161\u00ed \u010dlovek na svete. Milujem \u0165a, Bill. Milujem.&#8220; Zlomil sa mu hlas. Ruky spustil zarovno tela a pozeral do Billov\u00fdch o\u010d\u00ed, ktor\u00e9 boli presne ako jeho, zaliate slzami.<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;Ak som ti ubl\u00ed\u017eil, odpus\u0165 mi, pros\u00edm. Bol\u00ed ma to prinajmen\u0161om tak ako teba.&#8220; Zvesil hlavu a oto\u010dil sa k odchodu.<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;Za hodinku odch\u00e1dzame. Nachystaj sa zatia\u013e.&#8220; Dodal Tom a zavrel za sebou dvere.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div>Bill sa zviezol po stene na zem. M\u00e1 mu veri\u0165, ale bolo to tak\u00e9 naozajstn\u00e9. Tom sa ve\u013emi tr\u00e1pil a on mu e\u0161te nad\u00e1val, a dokonca ho udrel. Pomaly sa postavil a zi\u0161iel dolu.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div><strong>autor: Sisa<\/strong><\/div>\n<div><strong>betaread: Janule<\/strong><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>autor: Sisa Bill le\u017eal na posteli. Ve\u010f \u010do in\u00e9 mohol robi\u0165, ke\u010f k nej bol priviazan\u00fd? V\u00e1hal. Chcel na Toma zabudn\u00fa\u0165, ale nedok\u00e1zal. Miloval ho. Nevedel, \u010do m\u00e1 od Toma \u010daka\u0165. U\u017e len to, \u017ee tu le\u017eal priviazan\u00fd, ho nenorm\u00e1lne desilo. 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