{"id":12786,"date":"2009-12-24T14:30:00","date_gmt":"2009-12-24T13:30:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/?p=12756"},"modified":"2009-12-24T14:30:00","modified_gmt":"2009-12-24T13:30:00","slug":"my-love-is-dead-8","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/domains\/twincestblog.cz\/2009\/12\/24\/my-love-is-dead-8\/","title":{"rendered":"My love is dead 8."},"content":{"rendered":"
autor: Sisa<\/strong><\/div>\n
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„Ty si tu nov\u00fd \u017ee?“ zdvihol som hlavu. Nado mnou st\u00e1l vysok\u00fd chalan. Mo\u017eno v mojom veku, neviem. Z o\u010d\u00ed mu v\u0161ak nepozeralo ni\u010d pr\u00edjemn\u00e9. Slabo som prik\u00fdvol a znovu som sklonil hlavu.<\/div>\n
„Tak ty ma bude\u0161 ignorova\u0165?“ zdrapol ma za vlasy a vytiahol na nohy.<\/div>\n
Sykol som, ale nepovedal som ni\u010d.<\/div>\n
„Ja som \u0161\u00e9f tohto dec\u00e1ku, a ty ma bude\u0161 posl\u00facha\u0165, jasn\u00e9?“ Prik\u00fdvol som.<\/div>\n
„Zhltol si si jazyk? Odpovedz.“ Skr\u00edkol. Mykol som sa<\/div>\n
„N- nie. Nechcem \u017eiadne probl\u00e9my.“ St\u00e1le som pozeral do zeme.<\/div>\n
„Tak ty nechce\u0161 probl\u00e9my?“ sotil ma na zem a kopol mi do brucha. „Tu ale nez\u00e1le\u017e\u00ed na tom, \u010do chce\u0161 ty, vie\u0161. Ako sa vol\u00e1\u0161?“<\/div>\n
„Bill.“<\/div>\n
„Tak fajn, Bill, odpor\u00fa\u010dam ti, aby si ma posl\u00fachal, lebo inak m\u00f4\u017ee\u0161 ma\u0165 probl\u00e9my, a to dos\u0165 ve\u013ek\u00e9.“ Zasy\u010dal a odi\u0161iel. Ostal som tam tak sedie\u0165.<\/div>\n
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A tak i\u0161iel de\u0148 odo d\u0148a s Kevinom -to bol ten chalan, ktor\u00fd ma vtedy oslovil- a jeho partiou, som mal v\u00e1\u017ene ve\u013ek\u00e9 probl\u00e9my. Ve\u013ea kr\u00e1t ma zbili. Ve\u013ea kr\u00e1t som skon\u010dil u doktorky. Nikomu na tom nez\u00e1le\u017ealo. Raz som sedel s\u00e1m v sp\u00e1lni a \u010d\u00edtal som kni\u017eku, ke\u010f sa tam objavil Kevin aj s chalanmi. Stiahol som sa do k\u00fata a sna\u017eil som sa nevenova\u0165 im pozornos\u0165, no Kevin mi vzal knihu a zvalil ma na poste\u013e.<\/div>\n
„Ke- kevin, \u010do rob\u00ed\u0161? Pros\u00edm pus\u0165 ma.“ Vzlykal som. Kevin sa oto\u010dil na svoje gorily, ktor\u00e9 sa postavili pred dvere a str\u00e1\u017eili. Pok\u00fasil som sa c\u00favnu\u0165, no Kevin ma pevne chytil.<\/div>\n
„Bu\u010f dobr\u00fd a bude to fajn. Vie\u0161, \u017ee mi s teba stoj\u00ed u\u017e od prv\u00e9ho d\u0148a? Teraz si \u0165a vezmem \u010di chce\u0161 alebo nie.“<\/div>\n
„Kevin, pros\u00edm, nie. Nerob to.“ Rozplakal som sa naplno.<\/div>\n
„Ticho, kurvi\u010dka, teba sa ni\u010d nep\u00fdtam,“ sykol a vlepil mi facku.<\/div>\n
Stiahol mi rifle a vyhrnul tri\u010dko. Br\u00e1nil som sa, ale ruky mi priviazal svojim opaskom o r\u00e1m postele. Potom si vyzliekol rifle a boxerky on a surovo ho do m\u0148a napchal. Skr\u00edkol som, ale to u\u017e mi do pusy str\u010dil tri\u010dko. Bez oh\u013eadu do m\u0148a prir\u00e1\u017eal. Z o\u010d\u00ed mi tiekli slzy a sna\u017eil som sa nevzlyka\u0165. Hrozne to bolelo. Trvalo to sn\u00e1\u010f cel\u00fa ve\u010dnos\u0165, k\u00fdm sa spravil a odi\u0161iel. Bez pohnutia som le\u017eal na posteli. V\u0161etko ma bolelo a zo \u0161krabancov, ktor\u00e9 mi spravil po\u010das jeho zbesil\u00e9ho prir\u00e1\u017eania, mi tiekla krv. Z tranzu som sa prebral a\u017e po nejakej dobe. Nemohol som tam zosta\u0165, a tak som sa obliekol a utiekol. Bolo to \u0165a\u017ek\u00e9, ale dok\u00e1zal som to. Nast\u00fapil som na prv\u00fd autobus, ktor\u00fd som uvidel a nechal som sa odvies\u0165 \u010do naj\u010falej od toho miesta.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n
autor: Sisa<\/strong><\/div>\n
betaread: Janule<\/strong><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

autor: Sisa „Ty si tu nov\u00fd \u017ee?“ zdvihol som hlavu. Nado mnou st\u00e1l vysok\u00fd chalan. Mo\u017eno v mojom veku, neviem. Z o\u010d\u00ed mu v\u0161ak nepozeralo ni\u010d pr\u00edjemn\u00e9. Slabo som prik\u00fdvol a znovu som sklonil hlavu. „Tak ty ma bude\u0161 ignorova\u0165?“ zdrapol ma<\/p>\n

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