{"id":19819,"date":"2008-03-16T15:08:00","date_gmt":"2008-03-16T14:08:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/?p=19778"},"modified":"2008-03-16T15:08:00","modified_gmt":"2008-03-16T14:08:00","slug":"bojim-sa","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/domains\/twincestblog.cz\/2008\/03\/16\/bojim-sa\/","title":{"rendered":"Boj\u00edm sa"},"content":{"rendered":"<div>,,Bille?&#8220; ,,Ano?&#8220; ,,Boj\u00edm sa.&#8220; ,,A \u010doho?&#8220; ,,Smrti.&#8220;<\/div>\n<div>Presne takto za\u010dal ich posledn\u00fd rozhovor. Obaja to vedeli. U\u017e nieko\u013eko mesiacov \u017eij\u00fa v strachu. Boja sa ka\u017ed\u00e9ho nast\u00e1vaj\u00faceho d\u0148a. Boja sa, \u017ee sa jeden z nich u\u017e neprebud\u00ed! Ano, bolo to krut\u00e9, ka\u017ed\u00fd de\u0148 \u010daka\u0165 na smr\u0165, ktor\u00e1 sa neodvratne bl\u00ed\u017ei.<\/div>\n<div>Rakovina, tak znel ten krut\u00fd verdikt vynesen\u00fd osudom. Obidvaja mali pomaly zomrie\u0165, mali trpie\u0165, za ich zak\u00e1zan\u00fa l\u00e1sku, ktorej ani \u017eivot neprial. Hra kuli\u010diek si ako prv\u00e9ho vybrala Toma.<\/div>\n<div>Pre\u010do? To nikto nevie. Jedno je v\u0161ak ist\u00e9, za chv\u00ed\u013eu zomrie!<\/div>\n<div>Rozhodli sa v t\u00fato noc, v t\u00fato pochm\u00farnu hodinu, ukon\u010di\u0165 svoje pozemsk\u00e9 tr\u00e1penie. Sv\u00f4j \u017eivot si jeden bez druh\u00e9ho nevedia predstavi\u0165. Tak pre\u010do sa chc\u00fa zabi\u0165? To je jednoduch\u00e9, zajtra by u\u017e mohlo by\u0165 neskoro.<\/div>\n<div>,,Neboj sa, potom bude v\u0161etko znovu v poriadku, budeme spolu, nav\u017edy.&#8220; odvetil chlapec s havran\u00edmi vlasmi a po l\u00edci mu stekala prv\u00e1 slza.<\/div>\n<div>,,Boj\u00edm sa, \u017ee \u0165a nen\u00e1jdem. Boj\u00edm sa, \u017ee u\u017e \u0165a nikdy neuvid\u00edm.&#8220; ,,To sa nestane, s\u013eubujem.&#8220; Vedel, \u017ee to s\u013e\u00fabi\u0165 nemal. Vedel, \u017ee to splni\u0165 nem\u00f4\u017ee. Ale vedel aj to, \u017ee teraz mus\u00ed by\u0165 on ten silnej\u0161\u00ed.<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;A boj\u00edm sa e\u0161te jednej veci.&#8220; &#8222;A \u010doho Tome?&#8220; &#8222;\u017de&#8230;\u017ee strat\u00edm to najcennej\u0161ie vo mne samotnom. Boj\u00edm sa, \u017ee strat\u00edm svoje spomienky. Boj\u00edm sa, \u017ee zabudnem na n\u00e1\u0161 prv\u00fd bozk, prv\u00e9 milovanie. Boj\u00edm sa, \u017ee zabudnem na tvoj ok\u00fazluj\u00faci \u00fasmev a pln\u00e9 rty. Boj\u00edm sa, \u017ee zabudnem na tvoje o\u010di, pln\u00e9 mlie\u010dnej \u010dokol\u00e1dy. Boj\u00edm sa, \u017ee zabudnem na tvoje n\u00e1dhern\u00e9 havranie vlasy, v\u017edy vo\u0148aj\u00face vanilkov\u00fdm mliekom. Boj\u00edm sa, \u017ee zabudnem na tvoje jemn\u00e9, ale pri tom vzru\u0161uj\u00face dotyky. Boj\u00edm sa, \u017ee zabudnem na tvoj podmaniv\u00fd poh\u013ead. Boj\u00edm sa, \u017ee zabudnem na noci str\u00e1ven\u00e9 v tvojom objat\u00ed. Boj\u00edm sa, \u017ee zabudnem na to, ako vyzeraj\u00fa hviezdy. Boj\u00edm sa, \u017ee zabudnem v\u00fdznam slov milujem \u0165a.&#8220;<\/div>\n<div>Obaja sedeli v izbe o\u017eiarenou malou stolovou lampi\u010dkou a mesa\u010dn\u00fdmi paprskami lin\u00facimi sa spoza zatvoren\u00e9ho okna. Po tichu, bez hnutia, len o\u010di sa im plnili slzami a po l\u00edcach im stekali slan\u00e9 pot\u00f4\u010dky a naho\u0159klou pr\u00edchu\u0165ou. Toto bolo to najkraj\u0161ie vyznanie, \u010do mu niekto niekedy povedal. Ale pre\u010do pr\u00e1ve teraz? Pre\u010do pr\u00e1ve dnes? Pre\u010do sa tahle poh\u00e1dka mus\u00ed skon\u010di\u0165 zle? Na toto u\u017e slov\u00e1 nesta\u010dia. Nesta\u010dia na to, aby vyjadrili, \u010do v\u0161etko tieto mlad\u00e9 du\u0161e c\u00edtia pr\u00e1ve v tomto okamihu. Uprene si h\u013eadeli do o\u010d\u00ed. Vedeli, vn\u00edmali, rozumeli tomu, \u010do ten druh\u00fd pr\u00e1ve pre\u017e\u00edva, lebo obaja c\u00edtili to sam\u00e9. Pomaly sa k sebe za\u010dali pribli\u017eova\u0165, a\u017e sa jejich rty spojili v tom najkraj\u0161om polibku, av\u0161ak posledom. Bolo v \u0148om v\u0161e zak\u00e1zan\u00e9&#8230; l\u00e1ska, sm\u00fatok, obavy, strach, napetie a t\u00e1 t\u00fa\u017eba. T\u00fa\u017eba, aby v\u0161e bolo ako predt\u00fdm. T\u00fa\u017eba po \u010distej a nepo\u0161kvrnenej l\u00e1ske.<\/div>\n<div>Oddialili sa od seba pln\u00fd energie ku kone\u010dn\u00e9mu s\u00fadu.<\/div>\n<div>Bill vzal svojimi dokonale nalakovan\u00fdmi nechtami dve tabletky z na\u010datej krabi\u010dky. Boli napusten\u00e9 jedom! Sta\u010dilo si ich len vzia\u0165 a prehltn\u00fa\u0165. A presne to boli odhodlan\u00fd vykona\u0165. Pomaly si obja vzali svoje posledn\u00e9 s\u00fasto a ulahli do rozostlanej postele. Le\u017eali spolu v objat\u00ed nieko\u013eko min\u00fat. Ni\u010d nehovorili, len si s tou najve\u010d\u0161ou oddanos\u0165ou h\u013eadeli do o\u010d\u00ed.<\/div>\n<div>,,Milujem \u0165a.&#8220; po\u0161epkali obaja bratia naraz. C\u00edtili, \u017ee ich muky sa za chv\u00ed\u013eu stratia. Venovali si posledn\u00fd poh\u013ead a naveky privreli vie\u010dky. Zomreli.<\/div>\n<div>Zomreli spolu, v pevnom zovret\u00ed, ako si to v\u017edycky priali.<\/div>\n<div>No priali si by\u0165 po smrti spolu a \u0161\u0165astn\u00fd. Priali si \u017ei\u0165 sami a v nehyn\u00facej l\u00e1ske. Priali si, aby nezabudli na svoje spomienky.<\/div>\n<div>Ale \u010di sa im to splnilo, to sa my, nikdy nedozvieme&#8230;..<\/p>\n<p>autor: <strong>Melinda<\/strong><br \/>betaread: <strong>Janule<\/strong><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>,,Bille?&#8220; ,,Ano?&#8220; ,,Boj\u00edm sa.&#8220; ,,A \u010doho?&#8220; ,,Smrti.&#8220; Presne takto za\u010dal ich posledn\u00fd rozhovor. Obaja to vedeli. U\u017e nieko\u013eko mesiacov \u017eij\u00fa v strachu. Boja sa ka\u017ed\u00e9ho nast\u00e1vaj\u00faceho d\u0148a. Boja sa, \u017ee sa jeden z nich u\u017e neprebud\u00ed! 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