Aldekein обратиться по имени
Понедельник, 03 Марта 2008 г. 13:25 (ссылка)
Recently it closed doors ... The cold felt threatened masonry walls, the smell of fear settled on clothing and lattices, razletevshis into small droplets then ... Why am I? Why should they led me? Suddenly someone else's firm hand in glove behind her on the shoulder and his firm briefly, breaking fabric dresses ...
Fabric looked down, and hardly poslyshalsya veihicle its rustle of the crust cracks cuts. Dramatically the current fear and the cold penetrated under the skin and where it skrntsentrirovalos below abdomen.
The toes on her neck rolls, a short movement, so that the air stopped flowing into the lungs, and blood vessels seemed frozen in the ecstatic strain ... Then, the same fingers marched down the spine, a girl stuck in indecision, feeling cold objects in their cross vanes .
This cold prisovokupilsya the rest taking its place alongside, cold rolled iron snake. Her mouth was priotkryt. So it could smoother breathing, and to do so as not to hear the remnants of his breathing, the existence of which is likely to frighten her.
The subject, she understood that in some sort of brings it to mind filling domestic zrenee because it could not outside it Kaul, he smoothly and quickly came to her back and stopped at the waist.
:
Short pause. Secunda complete silence, which poslyshalsya soft metallic gnashing, the pace of which all oborvavshis precipitous and dramatic flick, viruses on the thigh. Szhav teeth she remembered that as a child her mother cut pieces of thick cardboard with these scissors vosmidyuymovymi roof.
This feeling was not anything comparable, well, I thickens sweets Roma calling needles under fingernails pads, and before the eyes went rough black community, calling in funnel consciousness, and she wanted to fail, drowning in the hot liquid ...
Suddenly she realized once again that she will die today. But this will not only ridding but also as something of a highly orgasm. She no longer sees this beige tile and acute angles corridors, gray and cold person, and no less cold light quartz lamps.
Do not be nothing, and now, perhaps, she began to appreciate this life, this short penalty and his executioner, whose hands are now deployed its delicate pale face of the body to itself, the word stuck on the floor towards them you are ...
His hand disappeared from her neck and immediately appeared below the shoulder, vpivshis fingers and ribs. For a couple of seconds, it rapidly emerged six new cuts. One at the top of each thigh, one on each wrist, and one over each breast. It raised its head, and realized that it is the first time face to face.
And then she realized that it is man who when it revenge, broke her life, and most importantly, it was a unique person who loved her when.
And she still loved him, a thin bar on both wrists veins zavyavshie flowers and blood flowing from cuts artistic lines formed as a shadow on the alabaster skin, thinking sadness as glass mirrors reflect inexpressible horror, in its orbit ostyvshih of tears ... " when you die, you will be the most beautiful of all, I promise "
For the first time in eight years, she again saw his eyes. Eight years ... At inch blade for each year of anguish, the blades on each destiny. His hand disappeared into the darkness again and again razdalsya call clicking. This time it belonged to a brilliant "zippo." Lighter dazzled in the dark, and she was able razlichit carved on it: Let it serve you are no more than showers. Stup smoke! A luw ya! "Tears started techt from her eyes, and she smiled:" You ... You promised to quit ... "
Much has changed - all the same voice, can be a little more hoarse, a ring of smoke oputalo adhesive network face of a lady holding a couple of minutes in the air ... "to its knees" - but exactly quietly, without emotion, as soldiers in line. "It was all but could it be otherwise very different," thought it would not look into these monster bottomless eyes ... "I said at the knees, creation," picked her by the hair with your hands, he flung down sharply.
She fell on the knees, fingers, and her right hand caught in the cold ground. Same dry voice. "Vypryamis." Without thinking, she submitted to the. Heavy blow * boot in the chest * The back feels cold soil. The taste of blood in your mouth. "What is it, lie in the rugged crap? Maybe now you understand?" Razdvinuv feet, he made two steps forward since dropped to his knees, sowing on its chest. Votknulis ends of the blades into the ground to the side of her throat. On breathing it directly in the face. "As it is, but?"
On vygnul neck and touched his lips to it. Began to converge together blade, cutting the skin on the neck. He pushed his head back a little bit, and it fell on the hot tears that are a miracle for all of these years, been able to break out, fell on its face. "I throw smoke ... I now throwing smoke ..." A blade cut the artery in the neck. She no longer felt pain. I understand that the death they deserve. She knew that in a couple of seconds from lack of oxygen in the brain lose consciousness, and then it is no longer prosnetsja. She gained a bit of air into the lungs, and collected all its forces to raise the eyelids, and did not see him for the last time. And there she saw that and waited, and not a drop is not surprised. She saw it again a boy who stuff it in the fountain, and O'Grady on the grass, something that always worked, and then falls into trouble, which also vykruchivalsya, then they laugh at it, and at night hugged, pressed his lips to her shoulder, which was driving through the city to see her at least 15 minutes .. And who loved to keep her hand in his. She once opened a posledy lips:
"Forgive me ... All ..."
"No smog .. Spy, I love when you sleep. in such a beautiful dream you ...."
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Воскресенье, 02 Марта 2008 г. 18:35 (ссылка)
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Воскресенье, 02 Марта 2008 г. 19:04 (ссылка)
Aldekein, сознание теряют раньше, да?