{"id":12782,"date":"2009-12-24T15:30:00","date_gmt":"2009-12-24T14:30:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/?p=12752"},"modified":"2009-12-24T15:30:00","modified_gmt":"2009-12-24T14:30:00","slug":"bez-duse-6","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/domains\/twincestblog.cz\/2009\/12\/24\/bez-duse-6\/","title":{"rendered":"Bez du\u0161e 6."},"content":{"rendered":"
autor: illyrias<\/strong><\/p>\n<\/div>\n
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T\u00e1k a u\u017e se k tomu bl\u00ed\u017e\u00edme, Tom\u016fv obrat x) M\u016f\u017eete zat\u00edm h\u00e1dat, co se stalo x)<\/div>\n
V p\u0159\u00ed\u0161t\u00edm d\u00edle\u010dku se to dozv\u00edte, Tom toti\u017e…<\/p>\n<\/div>\n
Bill se dal\u0161\u00ed den probral d\u0159\u00edv ne\u017e Sylar, pomalu otev\u0159el o\u010di, vid\u011bl tro\u0161ku zakalen\u011b, bolelo jej cel\u00e9 t\u011blo. Pop\u00e1leniny a \u0159ezy u\u017e tak nep\u00e1lily, c\u00edtil, \u017ee se nem\u016f\u017ee hnout.<\/div>\n
Zkusil se oto\u010dit na bok, ale hned bolest\u00ed vyk\u0159ikl.<\/div>\n
To Sylara vzbudilo a hned Billovi pomohl se p\u0159eto\u010dit.<\/div>\n
„Bille, dobr\u00fd?“ Za\u0161eptal starostliv\u011b, koukl do t\u011bch jeho o\u010d\u00ed, byl r\u00e1d, \u017ee je otev\u0159el, opravdu se b\u00e1l.<\/div>\n
„\u017diju.“ Vydechne zni\u010den\u011b Bill. Povzdechne si, pro\u010d mu to Tom ud\u011blal? Takhle tvrd\u00fd je\u0161t\u011b nebyl.<\/div>\n
„Vid\u00ed\u0161 dob\u0159e?“ Zept\u00e1 se dal\u0161\u00ed ot\u00e1zkou a Bill pokr\u010d\u00ed rameny.<\/div>\n
„Trochu se mi zd\u00e1\u0161 rozmazan\u00fd.“ Pak u\u017e propukne v pl\u00e1\u010d, Sylar si ho k sob\u011b l\u00e1skypln\u011b tiskne a hlad\u00ed po z\u00e1dech.<\/div>\n
„\u0160\u0161t, u\u017e je to dobr\u00fd, Bille.“ Uklid\u0148uje jej a hlad\u00ed po z\u00e1dech.<\/div>\n
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Bill v\u0161ak sv\u016fj pl\u00e1\u010d nem\u00edrn\u00ed. Bol\u00ed ho srdce, jeho zlomen\u00e9 srdce.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n
A takhle to bylo skoro po\u0159\u00e1d, ub\u011bhl rok od bratrova mu\u010den\u00ed.<\/div>\n
Bill se s t\u00edm sna\u017eil vyrovnat, \u0161lo to t\u011b\u017ece, Sylar mu ale za\u010dal pom\u00e1hat a vtloukl mu do hlavy, a\u0165 Toma nen\u00e1vid\u00ed. Billovi se da\u0159ilo, Toma od t\u00e9 doby nevid\u011bl, odst\u011bhovali se toti\u017e daleko od toho v\u0161eho. Sylar ho nemohl nechat, aby v\u00eddal d\u00e1l Toma. Proto rad\u011bji prodal sv\u016fj star\u00fd d\u016fm.<\/div>\n
Sylara za\u010d\u00ednal m\u00edt \u010d\u00edm d\u00e1l t\u00edm v\u00edc r\u00e1d, na Toma zbyla jen nen\u00e1vist.<\/div>\n
Na sv\u016fj \u00fa\u010des si zvykl, dal si ho je\u0161t\u011b v\u00edce zast\u0159ihnout a s\u00e1m se divil, \u017ee se mu l\u00edbil.<\/div>\n
Billovi bylo akor\u00e1t l\u00edto rodi\u010d\u016f, nedal jim v\u011bd\u011bt, a hodn\u011b se mu st\u00fdskalo. Proto se se Sylarem dohodli, \u017ee den p\u0159ed \u0160t\u011bdr\u00fdm dnem odjedou k jeho rodi\u010d\u016fm. Znamen\u00e1 to taky, \u017ee uvid\u00ed Toma, bude s n\u00edm ale Sylar, tak se neboj\u00ed, \u017ee by mu n\u011bco ud\u011blal, a taky tam budou rodi\u010de.<\/div>\n
P\u0159ed nima si nikdy Tom nic nedovolil.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n
Tomovi krachl jeho skv\u011bl\u00fd pl\u00e1n hned po t\u00e9, co \u0161el do toho domu naproti. Nikdo mu neotev\u0159el, kdy\u017e koukl do oken, v\u0161iml si, \u017ee jsou pokoje n\u011bjak pr\u00e1zdn\u00e9, a\u017e pak si v\u0161iml cedule naproti.<\/div>\n
Cht\u011bl je zkusit naj\u00edt, chodil po\u0159\u00e1d do m\u011bsta, jestli by jednoho z nich nezahl\u00e9dl. Dlouho chodil po noc\u00edch, a to se mu vymstilo.<\/div>\n
V\u0161echno to, co provedl Billovi, se mu n\u011bkolikr\u00e1t vr\u00e1tilo, venku ho zml\u00e1tila banda kluk\u016f do bezv\u011bdom\u00ed. Nechali ho tam le\u017eet, v parku, pod k\u0159ov\u00edm, a byl tam dlouho do druh\u00e9ho dne, ne\u017e ho jeden bezdomovec nena\u0161el, okradl ho a vyt\u00e1hl k silnici, aby si ho n\u011bkdo v\u0161iml.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n
To se tak\u00e9 stalo, ale u\u017e bylo p\u0159\u00edli\u0161 pozd\u011b, aby to na n\u011bm nezanechalo stopy. Toma p\u0159ivezli do nemocnice, o\u0161et\u0159ili ho a ud\u011blali, co mohli, upadl v\u0161ak do komatu, v komatu byl p\u0159es p\u016fl roku.<\/div>\n
Rodi\u010de byli ne\u0161\u0165astn\u00ed z toho, \u017ee ztrat\u00ed dal\u0161\u00edho syna. Kdy\u017e se v\u0161ak probral, ulevilo se jim, ale jak na n\u011b promluvil, p\u0159ihor\u0161ilo se jim.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n
Bill u\u017e nakoupil d\u00e1rky, st\u00e1li p\u0159ed dve\u0159ma jejich domu. Bill zazvonil na zvonek a koukl na Sylara. Ten mu stiskl dla\u0148, d\u00e1val mu najevo to, \u017ee je tu s n\u00edm. Simon jim \u0161la otev\u0159\u00edt, kdy\u017e uvid\u011bla sv\u00e9ho mlad\u0161\u00edho syna, nev\u011b\u0159ila sv\u00fdm o\u010d\u00edm, ani u\u017e nedoufala v to, \u017ee se jim vr\u00e1t\u00ed. Tom hned ob\u011bma rodi\u010d\u016fm \u0159ekl, \u017ee si na\u0161el p\u0159\u00edtele a na n\u011b se vyka\u0161lal.<\/div>\n
Bill j\u00ed vlet\u011bl do n\u00e1ru\u010d\u00ed a nechal se j\u00ed obejmout, pevn\u011b se k sob\u011b tiskli.<\/div>\n
„Chyb\u011bla jsi mi, maminko.“ Za\u0161eptal. Matka nechala st\u00e9kat svoje slzy dojet\u00ed, to u\u017e se k nim p\u0159ihnal i Gordon se slovy, kdo to je a jak spat\u0159il Billa a ten jeho, odtrhl se na chv\u00edli od matky a tak\u00e9 se obejmul s otcem. V\u0161ichni byli r\u00e1di, \u017ee se zase vid\u00ed po tak dlouh\u00e9 dob\u011b.<\/div>\n
Kdy\u017e si n\u011bkolikr\u00e1t prohodili synka mezi sebou, pak teprve zaregistrovali Sylara, ten se vl\u00eddn\u011b usm\u00e1l.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n
„J\u00e1, cht\u011bl bych v\u00e1m p\u0159edstavit m\u00e9ho p\u0159\u00edtele, Sylara, Sylare, tohle jsou moji \u00fa\u017easn\u00ed rodi\u010de.“ Usm\u00e1l se Bill a spolu s n\u00edm i rodi\u010de.<\/div>\n
„Moc m\u011b t\u011b\u0161\u00ed, Bill mi o v\u00e1s hodn\u011b vypr\u00e1v\u011bl.“ \u0158ekl po pravd\u011b Sylar.<\/div>\n
„Vypad\u00e1\u0161 jako fajn kluk.“ Usm\u00e1la se matka a otec p\u0159itakal nad jej\u00edmi slovy.<\/div>\n
„No on taky je, \u017ee?“ Objal Sylara kolem pasu a ten se zasm\u00e1l.<\/div>\n
„Poj\u010fte.“ Matka u\u017e si je vedla k sob\u011b do kuchyn\u011b. Ud\u011blala v\u0161em k\u00e1vu a sedli si spole\u010dn\u011b za st\u016fl.<\/div>\n
„Ur\u010dit\u011b n\u00e1m m\u00e1te hodn\u011b co \u0159\u00edct, z\u016fstanete tu na sv\u00e1tky?“ Pt\u00e1 se hned matka a nab\u00eddne \u010derstv\u00e9 cukrov\u00ed, kter\u00e9 sama pekla.<\/div>\n
Bill s radost\u00ed p\u0159ijme n\u011bkolik vanilkov\u00fdch rohl\u00ed\u010dk\u016f, Sylar zas s\u00e1hne po vos\u00edm hn\u00edzdu.<\/div>\n
„No je toho doft. Ano, p\u0159ijeli sme na sv\u00e1fky.“ \u0158ekne Bill s plnou pusou a vzal si dal\u0161\u00ed rohl\u00ed\u010dky. Za\u010dali spolu diskutovat, vypr\u00e1v\u011bt si z\u00e1\u017eitky a dob\u0159e se bavili. Sylar mezi n\u011b zapadl, jako by byl u nich v rodin\u011b odjak\u017eiva. Bill sl\u00edbil, \u017ee je bude jezdit nav\u0161t\u011bvovat. Je r\u00e1d, \u017ee se na n\u011bj rodi\u010de nezlob\u00ed, \u017ee odjel, ale on nem\u011bl na vybranou, to jim v\u0161ak \u0159\u00edci nem\u016f\u017ee.<\/div>\n
Billa po\u0159\u00e1d zneklid\u0148ovalo, \u017ee je\u0161t\u011b nevid\u011bl bratra, b\u00e1l se setk\u00e1n\u00ed, ale na druhou stranu ho cht\u011bl vid\u011bt. I kdy\u017e si to zakazoval.<\/div>\n
Pak u\u017e to nevydr\u017eel a zeptal se. „Mami, kde je Tom?“ Zv\u011bdav\u011b pozvedne obo\u010d\u00ed. Oba rodi\u010de si vym\u011bnili pohledy, kdo z nich by mu to m\u011bl \u0159\u00edci.<\/div>\n
„V\u00ed\u0161, my ti mus\u00edme n\u011bco \u0159\u00edct…“ Billa zamraz\u00ed jejich pohled a t\u00f3n hlasu. Matka se nadechne, aby mohla pokra\u010dovat, v tom do kuchyn\u011b vejde \u010dlov\u011bk, o kter\u00e9m se mluvilo, prohl\u00ed\u017e\u00ed si Sylara a pak Billa. Po t\u00e9 se usm\u011bje.<\/div>\n
„Ahoj.“ Sklon\u00ed se k sed\u00edc\u00edmu Billovi a slab\u011b ho obejme, ten je vykolejen\u00fd, nev\u00ed, co to do n\u011bj vjelo.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n
A vy v\u00edte, co to do n\u011bj vjelo? xD<\/p>\n<\/div>\n
autor: illyrias<\/strong><\/div>\n
betaread: Janule<\/strong><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

autor: illyrias T\u00e1k a u\u017e se k tomu bl\u00ed\u017e\u00edme, Tom\u016fv obrat x) M\u016f\u017eete zat\u00edm h\u00e1dat, co se stalo x) V p\u0159\u00ed\u0161t\u00edm d\u00edle\u010dku se to dozv\u00edte, Tom toti\u017e… Bill se dal\u0161\u00ed den probral d\u0159\u00edv ne\u017e Sylar, pomalu otev\u0159el o\u010di, vid\u011bl tro\u0161ku zakalen\u011b, bolelo<\/p>\n

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