{"id":20159,"date":"2008-03-14T01:05:00","date_gmt":"2008-03-14T00:05:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/?p=20117"},"modified":"2008-03-14T01:05:00","modified_gmt":"2008-03-14T00:05:00","slug":"desperation-5","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/domains\/twincestblog.cz\/2008\/03\/14\/desperation-5\/","title":{"rendered":"Desperation 5."},"content":{"rendered":"<div><strong>autor: Lisa<\/strong><\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>Najednou se c\u00edtil naprosto klidn\u00fd&#8230; u\u017e nebylo nic, co by m\u011bl skr\u00fdvat&#8230; nemusel se p\u0159etva\u0159ovat. Jist\u011b, b\u00e1l se, \u017ee te\u010f bratra ztrat\u00ed nadobro, ale za ten jedin\u00fd polibek&#8230; za ten okam\u017eik \u0161t\u011bst\u00ed&#8230;<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>Tom na n\u011bj st\u00e1le z\u00edral a v hlav\u011b m\u011bl absolutn\u00ed zmatek. Nev\u011bd\u011bl, co si m\u00e1 o tomhle myslet&#8230; tak\u017ee za to v\u0161echno&#8230; mohl on?? Byla to v\u0161echno jeho vina, \u017ee si Bill ubli\u017eoval? A\u017e te\u010f mu za\u010daly doch\u00e1zet v\u0161echny spojitosti, v\u0161echny ty h\u00e1dky, to jak se mu Bill vyh\u00fdbal&#8230;<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>&#8222;J\u00e1&#8230;&#8220; za\u010dal potichu, ale vlastn\u011b ani netu\u0161il, co by te\u010f m\u011bl \u0159\u00edct&#8230; &#8222;Promi\u0148&#8230;&#8220; za\u0161eptal potom a ode\u0161el z pokoje.<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>Bill z\u016fstal sed\u011bt na posteli naprosto omr\u00e1\u010den\u00fd t\u00edm n\u00e1hl\u00fdm odchodem sv\u00e9ho bratra. V\u011bd\u011bl, \u017ee to nejsp\u00ed\u0161 dopadne takto, ale p\u0159esto si d\u00e1val nad\u011bji, \u017ee by to mohlo b\u00fdt jinak. Jak jen si mohl myslet, \u017ee by k n\u011bmu bratr mohl c\u00edtit to sam\u00e9? Jak jen mohl b\u00fdt tak naivn\u00ed? I proti jeho v\u016fli se mu slzy znovu rozkut\u00e1lely po pobledl\u00fdch l\u00edc\u00edch. Ztratil ho&#8230; jak to mohl dopustit? Usly\u0161el z koupelny n\u011bjak\u00fd hluk. Prudce se postavil a zam\u00ed\u0159il ke dve\u0159\u00edm.<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div><em>Co tam d\u011bl\u00e1? Co kdy\u017e ho chce opustit \u00fapln\u011b? Co kdy\u017e chce odej\u00edt? Ne&#8230;to ne!<\/em> Hlavou se mu honily p\u0159edstavy, jedna neuv\u011b\u0159iteln\u011bj\u0161\u00ed ne\u017e druh\u00e1. Rozrazil dve\u0159e koupelny a spat\u0159il Toma, jak se prohrabuje sk\u0159\u00ed\u0148kami.<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;Kde ji m\u00e1\u0161?&#8220; zeptal se ho Tom hned, kdy\u017e ho zaregistroval.<\/div>\n<div>Bill se na n\u011bj nech\u00e1pav\u011b d\u00edval a v\u016fbec nech\u00e1pal, o \u010dem to mluv\u00ed. Tom ale mezit\u00edm, jak se zd\u00e1lo, na\u0161el, co hledal. V ruce sv\u00edral \u017eiletku, na kter\u00e9 je\u0161t\u011b ulp\u00edvalo trochu zaschl\u00e9 krve. Rozhodn\u011b do\u0161el ke ko\u0161i a bez milosti ji hodil dovnit\u0159. Potom p\u0159istoupil t\u011bsn\u011b k Billovi a zad\u00edval se mu do o\u010d\u00ed.<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>&#8222;Slib mi, \u017ee u\u017e to nikdy neud\u011bl\u00e1\u0161&#8230; proto\u017ee bez tebe&#8230; bez tebe neexistuju,&#8220; za\u0161eptal a pol\u00edbil ho. L\u00edbal ho na \u00fasta, na tv\u00e1\u0159e, do vlas\u016f&#8230; tisknul ho k sob\u011b a sna\u017eil se zl\u00edbat ka\u017edou \u010d\u00e1st bratrovy k\u016f\u017ee.<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;Pro\u010d to d\u011bl\u00e1\u0161?&#8220; zeptal se po chv\u00edli Bill tak ti\u0161e, \u017ee kdyby od n\u011bj nebyl Tom vzd\u00e1len\u00fd sotva na p\u00e1r centimetr\u016f, nesly\u0161el by ani slovo.<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;Proto\u017ee takhle je to spr\u00e1vn\u011b&#8230; slib mi, \u017ee u\u017e to nikdy neud\u011bl\u00e1\u0161, Bille&#8230;&#8220; zasypal ho dal\u0161\u00ed s\u00e9ri\u00ed mot\u00fdl\u00edch polibk\u016f.<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;Slibuju&#8230; Tome&#8230;&#8220; za\u0161eptal om\u00e1men\u011b.<\/div>\n<div>Bratr se na n\u011bj usm\u00e1l a pevn\u011b ho obejmul.<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>&#8222;Slib mi, \u017ee mi neubl\u00ed\u017e\u00ed\u0161&#8230;&#8220; vy\u0159kl Bill do ticha my\u0161lenku, kter\u00e9 se b\u00e1l nejv\u00edc&#8230; \u017ee to jeho bratr nebere v\u00e1\u017en\u011b&#8230; \u017ee je to jen hra, kterou, kdy\u017e ho p\u0159estane bavit, prost\u011b p\u0159estane hr\u00e1t.<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;Slibuju&#8230; slibuju ti to, Bille!&#8220;<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>Dlouhou chv\u00edli tam je\u0161t\u011b st\u00e1li a tiskli se k sob\u011b, jako by to bylo naposledy, co m\u011bli b\u00fdt spolu. Bill m\u011bl pocit, \u017ee mu ka\u017edou chv\u00edli exploduje hrudn\u00edk a srdce mu vylet\u00ed z t\u011bla&#8230; bylo to tak neuv\u011b\u0159iteln\u00e9&#8230; a p\u0159ece tak skute\u010dn\u00e9&#8230; sm\u011bl jej pol\u00edbit&#8230; sm\u011bl jej obejmout&#8230; Tom ho nezavrhl!<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>&#8222;T\u0159ese\u0161 se&#8230;&#8220; ozval se do ticha Tom a odt\u00e1hl se od bratra jen na takovou vzd\u00e1lenost, aby vid\u011bl do jeho o\u010d\u00ed. Bill nad t\u00edm jen zakroutil hlavou a cht\u011bl se k n\u011bmu znovu p\u0159itisknout. Pot\u0159eboval c\u00edtit jeho bezprost\u0159edn\u00ed bl\u00edzkost&#8230; necht\u011bl ru\u0161it to pouto, kter\u00e9 mezi nimi moment\u00e1ln\u011b bylo. &#8222;Poj\u010fme do pokoje&#8230; odpo\u010dine\u0161 si, m\u011bl by ses vyspat&#8230; vypad\u00e1\u0161 unaven\u011b,&#8220; pohladil ho Tom po tv\u00e1\u0159i a kormidloval ho ze dve\u0159\u00ed.<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>Bill sebou nechal vl\u00e1\u010det jako s hadrovou panenkou. Vlastn\u011b m\u011bl Tom pravdu, byl unaven\u00fd jak psychicky tak fyzicky, ale zrovna te\u010f se necht\u011bl okr\u00e1dat o \u010das, kter\u00fd m\u016f\u017ee str\u00e1vit s bratrem. Tom jej opatrn\u011b ulo\u017eil do postele a p\u0159ikryl ho dekou.<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;Z\u016fsta\u0148&#8230;&#8220; zaprosil Bill. B\u00e1l se, \u017ee kdy\u017e te\u010f usne, po probuzen\u00ed zjist\u00ed, \u017ee to zase byl jen sen. Tomovi se na tv\u00e1\u0159i mihl lehk\u00fd \u00fasm\u011bv. Bill mu p\u0159ipom\u00ednal vyd\u011b\u0161en\u00e9 d\u00edt\u011b, kter\u00e9 pros\u00ed, aby mu nezhas\u00ednali sv\u011btlo, proto\u017ee se boj\u00ed tmy.<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>&#8222;Z\u016fstanu&#8230;&#8220; \u0161eptl potichu, kdy\u017e si lehal vedle n\u011bj. Ani s\u00e1m nev\u011bd\u011bl, pro\u010d nemluv\u00ed nahlas&#8230; jen m\u011bl prost\u011b pocit, \u017ee se to sem te\u010f nehod\u00ed. Bill se mu schoulil do n\u00e1ru\u010de a uvoln\u011bn\u011b vydechl. Kone\u010dn\u011b c\u00edtil ten pocit bezpe\u010d\u00ed a&#8230; \u0161t\u011bst\u00ed.<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;\u0158ekni, \u017ee to nen\u00ed sen,&#8220; zad\u00edval se Bill bratrovi do o\u010d\u00ed.<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;Nen\u00ed to sen, Bille,&#8220; znovu se neubr\u00e1nil \u00fasm\u011bvu. Bratrova up\u0159\u00edmnost a d\u016fv\u011bra, kter\u00e1 p\u0159\u00edmo \u010di\u0161ela z jeho o\u010d\u00ed, ho naprosto uchvacovala. Naklonil se k n\u011bmu a lehce jej pol\u00edbil. Jako by ho t\u00edm cht\u011bl ujistit, \u017ee se mu to opravdu nezd\u00e1&#8230; a sebe taky.<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;M\u011bl bys sp\u00e1t&#8230;&#8220; vtiskl mu Tom polibek na sp\u00e1nek a pohladil ho po \u010dern\u00fdch vlasech. Bill tedy zav\u0159el o\u010di a lehl si bratrovi na hru\u010f, aby mohl poslouchat tlukot jeho srdce. Po chv\u00edli c\u00edtil, \u017ee se ho zmoc\u0148uje sp\u00e1nek, ale tentokr\u00e1t us\u00ednal s \u00fasm\u011bvem na rtech.<\/div>\n<div>\n<p><strong>autor: Lisa<\/strong><br \/><strong>betaread: Michelle M., J. :o)<\/strong><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>autor: Lisa Najednou se c\u00edtil naprosto klidn\u00fd&#8230; u\u017e nebylo nic, co by m\u011bl skr\u00fdvat&#8230; nemusel se p\u0159etva\u0159ovat. Jist\u011b, b\u00e1l se, \u017ee te\u010f bratra ztrat\u00ed nadobro, ale za ten jedin\u00fd polibek&#8230; za ten okam\u017eik \u0161t\u011bst\u00ed&#8230; Tom na n\u011bj st\u00e1le z\u00edral a v hlav\u011b<\/p>\n<p class=\"link-more\"><a class=\"myButt \" href=\"https:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/domains\/twincestblog.cz\/2008\/03\/14\/desperation-5\/\">Read More<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_exactmetrics_skip_tracking":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_active":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_note":"","_exactmetrics_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[75],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-20159","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-desperation"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/domains\/twincestblog.cz\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20159","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/domains\/twincestblog.cz\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/domains\/twincestblog.cz\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/domains\/twincestblog.cz\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/domains\/twincestblog.cz\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=20159"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/domains\/twincestblog.cz\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20159\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/domains\/twincestblog.cz\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=20159"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/domains\/twincestblog.cz\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=20159"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/domains\/twincestblog.cz\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=20159"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}