{"id":20473,"date":"2008-03-02T11:48:00","date_gmt":"2008-03-02T10:48:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/?p=20431"},"modified":"2008-03-02T11:48:00","modified_gmt":"2008-03-02T10:48:00","slug":"cesta-do-pekel-3-1-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/twincestblog.cz\/domains\/twincestblog.cz\/2008\/03\/02\/cesta-do-pekel-3-1-3\/","title":{"rendered":"Cesta do pekel 3. (1\/3)"},"content":{"rendered":"<div style=\"text-align:center\"><strong>Der Dienstag<\/strong><\/div>\n<div><em>Nepromarnit ani chv\u00edli,<\/em><\/div>\n<div><em>spolu s bl\u00edzk\u00fdmi jen b\u00fdt.<\/em><\/div>\n<div><em>Kdy\u017e u\u017e cesta sp\u011bje k c\u00edli,<\/em><\/div>\n<div><em>aspo\u0148 zbytek z \u017eivota si vz\u00edt&#8230;<\/em><\/div>\n<div><em>by Elis<\/em><\/div>\n<div>Zmizel \u010das. Zmizel prostor. Ani tma, ani sv\u011btlo. Jen pr\u00e1zdnota a zatracen\u00ed. A on st\u00e1l uprost\u0159ed toho v\u0161eho a vlastn\u011b ni\u010deho. S\u00e1m. Jen se svou prokletou du\u0161\u00ed. Jak t\u00ed\u017eiv\u00e1 byla skute\u010dnost, \u017ee se nic kr\u00e1sn\u00e9ho nevr\u00e1t\u00ed. A \u017ee nic kr\u00e1sn\u00e9ho u\u017e taky nikdy nep\u0159ijde\u2026 Tady neexistovala budoucnost.<\/div>\n<div>D\u00edval se p\u0159ed sebe a nikam. Up\u00edral pohled na \u0161ed\u00fd bod kdesi v pr\u00e1zdnot\u011b. Vypadal, jako by byl samotn\u00fdm st\u0159edem t\u00e9hle nicoty. Jako by v\u0161e pohlcoval\u2026 A pak najednou zmizel\u2026<\/div>\n<div>Byl uv\u011bzn\u011bn v nekone\u010dn\u00e9 tm\u011b, zt\u011bles\u0148uj\u00edc\u00ed nic a v\u0161echno. V\u00fdraz n\u011bco mezit\u00edm pro ni neexistoval.<\/div>\n<div>B\u00e1l se oto\u010dit. V\u011bd\u011bl, co p\u0159ijde. V\u011bd\u011bl, co uvid\u00ed. D\u011bsiv\u00e9 z\u00e1\u0159iv\u011b \u017elut\u00e9 o\u010di s \u00fazk\u00fdmi \u0161t\u011brbinami. O\u010di pat\u0159\u00edc\u00ed p\u0159\u00edzraku z minulosti, kter\u00e9mu v dlan\u00edch pokorn\u011b le\u017eela chlapcova budoucnost. Sta\u010dil by jeden jeho rozmar a v\u0161echno by se v jedn\u00e9 jedin\u00e9 sekund\u011b mohlo rozpadnout jako dome\u010dek z karet. Nav\u017edy.<\/div>\n<div>Je\u0161t\u011b chv\u00edli cht\u011bl \u017e\u00edt v l\u017eiv\u00e9 nad\u011bji, \u017ee v\u0161echno, co se tu d\u011bje je pouh\u00fd sen, \u017ee v\u0161echno je jen pouh\u00fd v\u00fdplod jeho fantazie\u2026<\/div>\n<div>Obr\u00e1til se a pohl\u00e9dl on\u00e9 postav\u011b do tv\u00e1\u0159e. Nicotou se roznesl jej\u00ed chladn\u00fd, zlov\u011bstn\u00fd sm\u00edch. Bodal ho do srdce jako ta nejost\u0159ej\u0161\u00ed d\u00fdka. Vytrvale a pomalu. Vychutn\u00e1vala si sv\u016fj triumf. Triumf v podob\u011b Billova \u0161patn\u011b skr\u00fdvan\u00e9ho strachu.<\/div>\n<div>Nech\u00e1pal to v\u00edt\u011bzoslavn\u00e9 zajisk\u0159en\u00ed\u2026 nebo sp\u00ed\u0161e to necht\u011bl pochopit. Av\u0161ak i p\u0159esto se tomu nedok\u00e1zal ubr\u00e1nit. Prohr\u00e1l\u2026<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;Spr\u00e1vn\u011b, Bille\u2026&#8220; roznesl se jeho vt\u00edrav\u00fd \u0161epot tmou. &#8222;Prohr\u00e1l jsi\u2026&#8220;<\/div>\n<div>Zn\u011blo to tak nen\u00e1vratn\u011b\u2026<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;\u0158ekni mi, Bille, jak\u00e9 to je v\u011bd\u011bt, \u017ee se bl\u00ed\u017e\u00ed konec\u2026 Jak\u00e9 je to ka\u017ed\u00fd den pro\u017e\u00edvat s v\u011bdom\u00edm, \u017ee by mohl b\u00fdt tv\u00fdm posledn\u00edm\u2026 Popi\u0161 mi ten s\u017e\u00edrav\u00fd pocit viny za sv\u00e9 \u010diny, je\u017e se nedaj\u00ed vz\u00edt zp\u011bt\u2026 Nikdy jsem to neza\u017eil\u2026&#8220; obch\u00e1zel okolo chlapce a s uspokojen\u00edm ho propaloval sv\u00fdm ohniv\u00fdm pohledem, kter\u00fdm se dost\u00e1val a\u017e do nejkrajn\u011bj\u0161\u00edho koutu Billovy mysli.<\/div>\n<div>\u010cernovlas\u00e9mu chlapci po tv\u00e1\u0159i stekla slza, z\u010dernal\u00e1 od temn\u00fdch l\u00ed\u010didel: &#8222;Je\u0161t\u011b m\u00e1m \u010das.&#8220; Za\u0161eptal rozt\u0159esen\u011b, i kdy\u017e s\u00e1m t\u011bm slov\u016fm nev\u011b\u0159il.<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;\u010cas? Co je to vlastn\u011b \u010das? Pouh\u00e9 nic, kter\u00e9 pro tebe znamen\u00e1 tak mnoho&#8230; M\u011bl jsi ho dostatek\u2026 Pro\u010d si mysl\u00ed\u0161, \u017ee tu jsem?&#8220;<\/div>\n<div>Bill zaryt\u011b ml\u010del. Znal odpov\u011b\u010f, ov\u0161em nic by ho nedonutilo k tomu vyslovit ji nahlas.<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;Proto\u017ee lh\u016fta t\u00e9m\u011b\u0159 vypr\u0161ela\u2026&#8220; dopov\u011bd\u011bl tich\u00fd \u0161epot v ozv\u011bn\u011b\u2026<\/div>\n<div>Otev\u0159el o\u010di a nap\u0159\u00edmil se. Zhluboka oddechoval. Zn\u011blo mu to st\u00e1le v hlav\u011b. Nemohl se ho zbavit&#8230;<\/div>\n<div>Posadil se do rohu postele t\u011bsn\u011b ke zdi a schoulil se tak, jako by snad cht\u011bl zmizet nadobro z tohoto sv\u011bta, jako by nebyl nic v\u00edc ne\u017e pouh\u00fd st\u00edn, kter\u00fd nen\u00ed vid\u011bt, proto\u017ee je obklopen pouze tmou. Neovladateln\u011b se t\u0159\u00e1sl. Strach ho polapil do sv\u00fdch s\u00edt\u00ed a nehodlal se ho vzd\u00e1t. Po tv\u00e1\u0159\u00edch mu proudem kanuly hork\u00e9 slzy a sm\u00e1\u010dely tak jeho sn\u011bhob\u00edl\u00e9 p\u0159ikr\u00fdvky, kter\u00e9 mu n\u00e1hle p\u0159ipadaly tak chladn\u00e9. Chladn\u011bj\u0161\u00ed ne\u017e srdce ledov\u00e9 kr\u00e1lovny&#8230;<\/div>\n<div>Zav\u0159el o\u010di a hlavou se op\u0159el o ze\u010f. Nemohl z mysli vyhnat zahalenou tv\u00e1\u0159 s nemilosrdn\u00fdm pohledem. D\u011bsila ho.<\/div>\n<div><em>Nem\u011bl jsem to d\u011blat&#8230;<\/em><\/div>\n<div><em>St\u00e1lo to v\u016fbec za to? St\u00e1lo to za to, p\u0159ij\u00edt o norm\u00e1ln\u00ed \u017eivot a vym\u011bnit jej za jakousi&#8230; n\u00e1hra\u017eku v podob\u011b snu? Snu, kter\u00fd jsem si splnil, ale u\u017e te\u010f v\u00edm, \u017ee to byla chyba. Obrovsk\u00e1 chyba. N\u011bkdy je lep\u0161\u00ed, kdy\u017e se sny nikdy nevypln\u00ed&#8230;<\/em><\/div>\n<div><em>\u010clov\u011bk je m\u00e1 ukryt\u00e9 hluboko v mysli. Douf\u00e1, \u017ee se mu alespo\u0148 jedin\u00fd spln\u00ed. Zah\u0159\u00edv\u00e1 ho u srdce, av\u0161ak ten m\u016fj do n\u011bj sp\u00ed\u0161e ti\u0161e hlod\u00e1 a oz\u00fdv\u00e1 se poka\u017ed\u00e9, kdy\u017e si uv\u011bdom\u00edm, \u017ee to, co se kolem m\u011b d\u011bje, je jen fra\u0161ka. Fra\u0161ka zp\u016fsoben\u00e1 mou osobou.<\/em><\/div>\n<div><em>M\u011b u\u017e zbyl jen jedin\u00fd sen, jen jedin\u00e1 zoufal\u00e1 prosba, mal\u00e1 nad\u011bje&#8230; \u017ee budu moct vr\u00e1tit zp\u011bt to, co jsem zkazil. Jak bl\u00e1hov\u011b jsem si myslel, \u017ee tak budu opravdu \u0161\u0165astn\u00fd&#8230;<\/em><\/div>\n<div><em>Zbyla ze m\u011b jen sko\u0159\u00e1pka. Ta kter\u00e1 tu byla v\u017edycky. Ov\u0161em uvnit\u0159 jsem se zm\u011bnil. U\u017e to nejsem j\u00e1. Nejsem t\u00edm klukem p\u0159ed t\u0159emi lety. Te\u010f jsem pouhou bloud\u00edc\u00ed du\u0161\u00ed se sam\u00fdmi p\u0159etv\u00e1\u0159kami. U\u017e je pozd\u011b, abych v\u0161e napravil&#8230;<\/em><\/div>\n<div>Ot\u0159el si uslzen\u00e9 o\u010di a pomalu vstal. Chv\u011bl se. P\u0159esto v\u0161ak zam\u00ed\u0159il ven ze sv\u00e9ho pokoje. Pot\u0159eboval v\u011bd\u011bt, \u017ee tu nen\u00ed tak \u00fapln\u011b s\u00e1m. \u017de tu je je\u0161t\u011b po\u0159\u00e1d jedna osoba, kter\u00e1 ho m\u00e1 nadev\u0161e r\u00e1da a nikdy by mu nebyla schopna ubl\u00ed\u017eit. Jeho br\u00e1\u0161ka&#8230;<\/div>\n<div>Ti\u0161e na\u0161lapoval bos\u00fdma nohama po m\u011bkk\u00e9m koberci. Nahmatal kliku a opatrn\u011b otev\u0159el dve\u0159e do tmav\u00e9 chodby. B\u00e1l se. Na chv\u00edli m\u011bl pocit, jako by se v n\u00ed snad zaleskly ony d\u011bsiv\u00e9 \u017elut\u00e9 o\u010di. Z\u016fstal strnule na m\u00edst\u011b. O\u010dima t\u011bkal sem a tam, i kdy\u017e vlastn\u011b nic nevid\u011bl. Jen st\u00e1l a \u010dekal. Nic. V\u016fbec nic se ned\u011blo. V dom\u011b bylo mrtvoln\u00e9 ticho, a\u017e na klidn\u00e9 oddechov\u00e1n\u00ed jeho br\u00e1\u0161ky a zb\u011bsil\u00e9ho tlukotu chlapcova srdce.<\/div>\n<div>Pomal\u00fdm krokem se op\u011bt roze\u0161el k Tomovu pokoji. Opatrn\u011b otev\u0159el a vstoupil dovnit\u0159. Proudily sem m\u011bs\u00ed\u010dn\u00ed paprsky a slab\u00e9 sv\u011btlo vzd\u00e1len\u00e9 pouli\u010dn\u00ed lampy.<\/div>\n<div>Tom se zavrt\u011bl a obr\u00e1til se \u010delem k bratrovi. Na tv\u00e1\u0159i jemn\u00fd \u00fasm\u011bv.<\/div>\n<div><em>Ur\u010dit\u011b se mu n\u011bco hezk\u00e9ho zd\u00e1. Ne, jako m\u011b&#8230;<\/em><\/div>\n<div>\u010cernovlas\u00fd chlapec se posadil na kraj postele. Necht\u011bl se vr\u00e1tit do sv\u00e9ho pokoje. M\u011bl strach, \u017ee se jeho sen vr\u00e1t\u00ed. \u017de ho znovu polap\u00ed&#8230;<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;Bille? Copak tu d\u011bl\u00e1\u0161?&#8220; vydechl p\u0159ekvapen\u011b Tom, up\u00edraj\u00edc\u00ed sv\u016fj pronikav\u00fd pohled na vystra\u0161en\u00e9ho chlapce.<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;T-tome&#8230; ty&#8230; j\u00e1&#8230; vzbudil jsem t\u011b?&#8220; zakoktal se.<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;J\u00e1 nev\u00edm. Jen jsem c\u00edtil n\u011b\u010d\u00ed p\u0159\u00edtomnost.&#8220; Odpov\u011bd\u011bl Tom. &#8222;D\u011bje se n\u011bco? Bill\u00ed, m\u011b to m\u016f\u017ee\u0161 \u0159\u00edct&#8230;&#8220; zad\u00edval se na br\u00e1\u0161ku starostliv\u011b.<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;J\u00e1&#8230; m\u00e1m strach&#8230;&#8220; za\u0161eptal Bill.<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;A pov\u00ed\u0161 mi z \u010deho?&#8220; posadil se Tom.<\/div>\n<div>\u010cernovlas\u00fd chlapec zavrt\u011bl hlavou. U\u017e zase nedok\u00e1zal poru\u010dit slz\u00e1m, aby se nehrnuly ven. Jeho br\u00e1\u0161ka si povzdechl.<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;Tome&#8230; j\u00e1&#8230; nemohl bych tu do r\u00e1na z\u016fstat? J\u00e1&#8230; klidn\u011b budu sp\u00e1t na koberci&#8230;&#8220;<\/div>\n<div>Tom p\u0159ekvapen\u011b vyvalil o\u010di. I kdy\u017e v\u011bd\u011bl, \u017ee jeho br\u00e1\u0161ka chce b\u00fdt v jeho pokoji v noci z jin\u00fdch d\u016fvod\u016f, ne\u017e za jak\u00fdch by si on p\u0159\u00e1l, jeho srdce posko\u010dilo radost\u00ed. &#8222;Ne&#8230; na koberci t\u011b sp\u00e1t nenech\u00e1m&#8230; Poj\u010f sem ke m\u011b.&#8220; Poklepal rukou na postel. &#8222;A\u0165 u\u017e m\u00e1\u0161 strach z \u010dehokoli, j\u00e1 t\u011b ochr\u00e1n\u00edm.&#8220; Pronesl a uvolnil Billovi m\u00edsto.<\/div>\n<div>Chlapec chv\u00edli v\u00e1hal, ale nakonec si p\u0159ece jen vlezl za br\u00e1\u0161kou a sto\u010dil se k n\u011bmu do klub\u00ed\u010dka jako ko\u0165\u00e1tko.<\/div>\n<div>&#8222;D\u00edky, Tome.&#8220; \u0160eptnul a hned na to usnul klidn\u00fdm sp\u00e1nkem.<\/div>\n<div>Tom se na n\u011bj je\u0161t\u011b chv\u00edli d\u00edval a potom tak\u00e9 usnul. Jeho ruka automaticky ochranitelsky objala pas jeho dvoj\u010dete a p\u0159itiskla si ho bl\u00ed\u017ee k sob\u011b.<\/div>\n<div>P\u0159ipadalo mu, \u017ee jsou si s Billem \u010d\u00edm d\u00e1l bli\u017e\u0161\u00ed. Byl r\u00e1d, \u017ee je tu br\u00e1\u0161ka s n\u00edm, i kdy\u017e rad\u011bji by byl, kdyby za jin\u00fdch okolnost\u00ed&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>autor: <strong>Elis, Cera<br \/><\/strong>betaread: <strong>Janule<\/strong><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Der Dienstag Nepromarnit ani chv\u00edli, spolu s bl\u00edzk\u00fdmi jen b\u00fdt. Kdy\u017e u\u017e cesta sp\u011bje k c\u00edli, aspo\u0148 zbytek z \u017eivota si vz\u00edt&#8230; by Elis Zmizel \u010das. Zmizel prostor. Ani tma, ani sv\u011btlo. Jen pr\u00e1zdnota a zatracen\u00ed. 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