Bogdan was lying down for a day. He knocked Kirill down for setting him up, but he himself was so beaten that he hit him in the shoulder lightly only once, so that the insolent neighbor didn't even fly under the bed.
At school Alec sat at his desk. Bogdan gloomily plopped down next to him, threw his notebook on the desk, and remembered that he had never taken the textbooks issued for registration from the library.
"You've been here for almost a month, and you're still lazy," Alec grinned.
Who cares about studying? It was Egor who was the teachers' favorite. He was not a nerd, but science came to him as easily as the attention of others. ...
***
"Oh, my math teacher is driving me to the regional test competition tomorrow," Egor flew into the hallway, threw off his bag, pulled off the sneakers, stepped on his heels. He was always careless, no matter how much Bogdan swore - he was always throwing things around, didn't make the bed, even the bathtub needed to be rinsed after him.
"Ann got sick, Genya left with his parents until next week. So now she's putting pressure on me," Egor complained.
"Well, then go, this isn't the first time they've been chasing you," Bogdan came out of the kitchen, habitually walked towards his brother, just as habitually grabbed him by the scruff of the neck, turned him back towards the hallway, and kicked him out. It had already become a habit - to grab the youngest twin and drag him into the hallway, into the bedroom, into the bathroom and showed him the mess he had made. And them watched him cleaning up whining.
And after all, after so many years, Egor still hadn't learned to put his shoes together, put the trash into the bin, or immediately fold the shirt being thrown on the floor. And Bogdan with sadistic pleasure followed his absent-minded brother and tried to teach him, he never gave up on him.
"I'll date Sveta tomorrow." Egor said.
Yesterday he talked about Lena. But Sveta was mentioned only as Lena's sister.
"Then go with Sveta," Bogdan obediently agreed, giving another kick. Egor gathered the scattered shoes into a pile, but at the same time scattered Bogdan's shoes to the sides.
"Then the math teacher will take my skin off," Egor went on complaining.
"From herself?" Bogdan asked frowning.
"Ahaha, well, yes, She's like a snake. And I will be swallowed up like a rabbit. Without chewing." Egor laughed.
"Then go to the tests," Bogdan said.
"Then Sveta will kill me." Egor grinned.
"Then take soap from the bath, and there seems to be a rope in the balcony. Let's go, I'll teach you how to twist a noose," Bogdan offered in a sarcastic tone.
"You, bastard!" Egor yelled.
Finally, Egor went to the tests and Bogdan came out to Sveta...
***
Alec took out his notebook and slammed it onto his desk.
"What is this?" he asked in a stern tone.
"Today's lesson. I helped the teacher yesterday, so I had time to peek and scribble down what I needed. Write it down and hand it in tomorrow. Now let's go," Alec added.
"Where?" Bogdan asked.
"I'll give you a tour. Do you know that there are basements under the orphanage?.. They say your brother was killed, not burned?" Alec grinned. Bogdan twitched, but quickly realized that this would only set himself up, and simply grimaced at the cutting topic.
"They say," he remarked.
"And was that you who pulled him out of there?" Alec asked.
"There were firefighters who pulled him out. And I called them," Bogdan replied gloomily.
"And how did you know where your brother was?" Alec said nonchalantly. His questions were like traps, and the conversation began to resemble cat and mouse, where Alec seemed to be blindfolded, but with a transparent tape, and Bogdan was hung with a hundred ringing bells: every step, like every answer, only draws more attention to the victim.
"He called me," Bogdan explained.
"So you just went and called while you were saving yourself? And did you have time for that?" Alec continue asking.
"How should I know?" Bogdan said. He didn't want to set up Kirill, even if he's an idiot, but he's alive.
"But you know something, since you wandered there today... " Alec muttered.
Only God knows where Kirill found out about Alec's gang's cache, but the common fund was definitely in this damned unfinished building. Bogdan still didn't understand what was going on there. It is clear that not everyone believed in the nonsense about ghosts, just as people at all times were not deterred by dilapidated buildings - and yet houses were feared like the plague. The local guys didn't even want to look in that direction.
"I didn't wander around there," Bogdan blatantly lied. Alec grinned. Bogdan gloomily noted that they were walking along an empty corridor, and if the noise from Alec's bedroom could still be heard by the duty officer, then here one could shout as much as he wanted. The last living soul remained in the next building. The entrance to the basements started from the boiler room. You had to turn at the back door, past the storage room under the stairs, to an inconspicuous door, hidden by the shadow of the flight, painted into the walls. The door gave in tightly and creaked, revealing complete abandonment by the adults. It was dark and damp inside, with large, uneven steps leading down. Bogdan jumped off the last one and the water sloshed disgustingly under his feet.
"Don't raise your legs too much, you'll splash," Alec reached for the switch. Several light bulbs flashed in the gut of the passage, so weak that their light was only enough to avoid being chipped against the slimy cold walls with streaks of moisture and mold. The floor was flooded with water, just a little, it didn't get into their shoes, but walking was a really unpleasant thing.
"In spring, groundwater rises and dilutes the dampness a little, but this will soon pass. Previously, they tried to improve this place into a warehouse, but when not only we, but also the tutor fell ill from mold in the food, those upstairs suddenly wised up and stopped trying drop off products here. It's a pity." Alec thoughtfully scrapped a teary parasitic mushroom off the wall.
"Then we were insane enough to learn how to break into doors without a key, he added.
"Why did you come here now? For the rest of the provisions?" asked Bogdan curiously.
"Hehe, that was ten years ago, now only Ms. Vera remembers about the warehouse, but she still won't squeeze in here, so we can consider this our personal Secret Room," Alec said with a slight smile.
"Whose place is this?" Bogdan said and secretly touched the still burning ear with the earring.
"Ours. And since you have finally wised up and are also one of us, then we need to include you," Alec said.
"But I thought your room... " Bogdan argued.
"My room is just my room, there is an eternal holiday and tutors crawl past. But sometimes, you know, you need a place where you can have a heart-to-heart talk." Alec walked right, Bogdan was following and immediately froze, blinking blindly. A bright lamap was burning in the small room, but Bogdan still couldn't believe that scene in front of his eyes is real. Several guys stood against the wall, all from Alec's gang. And there was a small kid screwed to the wall to an old rusty heater. It was the same one with green paint on his face. And the only clothes he had on were ropes on his hands.
"Oh, here's the subject of our intimate conversation," Alec chuckled. And he pulled the belt off his trousers.
"This... who is this? " Bogdan mumbled and did not immediately realize that the hoarse whisper belonged to him. He took off his T-shirt and tried to cover the boy, but Alec intercepted his hand.
"This is our Antony, Tony," the blond psycho smiled at the whining kid.
"But he's trained to respond to Toto, so don't be shy, he's my pet," Alec grinned.
The boy whined like a real mongrel, closed his eyes and turned his face away. And then he saw a thin leather belt in the hands of his tormentor and became hysterical.
"It's disgusting," Bogdan moved to untie the boy, but Ignat, standing next to Toto, roughly pushed him back onto Alec. Bogdan's ear was covered with bandages, his eyes glowed with grave fires. He did not forget whose fault he was injured. Alec didn't even raise an eyebrow and put the belt in Bogdan's hand. The tied kid began to spin around like a snake, howling on one corrosive, cutting note.
"Come on, don't you really want to take revenge on him for telling the tutor about your phone number?" Alec asked.
"It was your suggestion," Bogdan reminded, unclenching his fingers and throwing the belt onto the wet floor. Well, yes, it would be worth kicking the boy for that, but he was two heads shorter, just a kid. Alec laughed, and the rest of the company responded with a laugh.
This ritual of initiation made Bogdan feel sick. He doesn't care about this gang, he can figure everything out from the outside, he will return to the building, sniff all the corners and find something that will connect these freaks with the accident. He turned around and prepared to leave.
"It's just a punishment," the peaceful voice flew back, as if he was not being offered a whipping, but a drink of juice.
"My pet was wandering around the building today, and I really, really don't like it when someone snoops around there." Alec said and Bogdan broke out in a cold sweat. Well, yes, he wandered around there in the morning, tried to look, maybe someone dropped something during the chase in order to pin the bastard, but he fell off the steps at some stretch and left for breakfast. Even after the fight with Ignat, his body was aching, he didn't have enough to give himself a break.
"Actually, it's easier to kick him in the shower for something like that, so that everyone won't be bothered, but today they don't heat the water, and tomorrow he'll come up with an excuse," Alec said.
"It's not me, I actually slept!" Tony yelled.
"But there was someone in that building," Alec said sweetly, and Bogdan did not need to turn around to understand whom the light green eyes were looking at. And five more pairs of eyes as well. These were also dogs, but not small whining mongrels. They were chain dogs, waiting only for a short order from the leader in order to peel off the wall, twist the rebellious one and sew him to the pieces. The leg froze, not daring to cross the threshold from the room into the corridor.
"Bogdy, why are you frozen? Turned around," Alec, as soon as he managed to get up, still looked at his rebellious newcomer with the same sweet smile, and the rest of the flock had already tensed up, ready to tear him to shreds. If he doesn't hit, they will hit him.
"I teach them, I teach them to stay away from there. The building was dilapidated, crumbling right under the feet. You can't go there, it's dangerous," Alec said. Bogdan knew exactly what he was getting into when he decided to play this role. Alec's brains are gone from permissiveness, but he has power, but Bogdan is alone in the whole world.
"Yes, there are ghosts there," Bogdan's hand became wooden and disobedient when they put a belt in it.
"There are also a lot of traps. Ignat is very interested in this matter, especially Vietnamese ones," Alec said. Toto no longer whined, he choked on a scream, pressed himself into the wall and looked at his executioner with the roaring eyes of a hunted doe. Bogdan closed his own eyes, swung and struck.
"This is not me!!!" Tony cried. Bogdan just knew that he had to hit harder to knock out this mocking chuckle, these screams, this corrosive whip from his ears.
"Well, if it weren't you, our Bogdy wouldn't beat you, right? After all, if you are innocent, then he is just a vile criminal, and this is bad, we don't hang out with people like that, and we will take off the earring... " Alec said mockingly.
He should hit stronger, harder, so as not to hear and not think. There was blood throbbing in the ears, heat in the veins, pain in the hands. The screams finally died down, only the frightened Egor was screaming in his subconscious.
"Bogdan, that'll do. Enough. Enough, damn it!" someone grabbed him from behind, sharply twisted his arms, pulling him behind his back. It didn't hurt, just knocking out the belt and removing the tension in his body.
"You're really insane, he's already lost consciousness," the voice sounded nearby. Bogdan fell on his knees on the dirty floor. Alec patted him on the shoulder encouragingly.
"Relax, this kid is trained in beatings, I've been training him for three years now, he's a regular guest here, and fainting is not fatal at all," he said. Ignat will cheer Bogdan up now with water. His vision swam, he barely got up. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Ignat really pour a bucket of water on Toto and the boy sluggishly moved on his radiator and Alec's geeks yawn boredly, clapping Bogdan on the shoulder and sweeping out of the torture chamber.
He was accepted. Now he is a geek himself. From the water under his feet the twin looked at him in horror, and Bogdan was not sure that it was just a reflection.
"Well done," Alec praised him. In response Bogdan bent over and vomited on Alik's shoes.
Bogdan didn't remember how he got to the bedroom. He was lucky that he didn't meet the tutors and they didn't send him to classes. Actually, he wouldn't have gotten there, he couldn't even walk straight. In the room he simply fell onto the floor and lay there until the sun outside the window crawled from the edge of one frame to the other. There was scratching at the door. A minute later there was a knock. Kirill never stomped around in the corridor, even if the door was locked from the inside. He got the hang of unlocking it.
Not to say that Bogdan did this on purpose... no, actually, on purpose. Always. But when Kirill did the same, Bogdan knocked the door out and forever weaned Kirill from enraging guys head and shoulders above himself.
"Well, who else is there?!" Bogdan yelled. A vaguely familiar figure stood on the threshold, with short brown hair and quite good roundness under a shapeless long sweater. It was from them that he remembered the visitor - a girl from the Alec's crowd, with whom one of the guys was always groping. Bogdan thought her name was Ann. Although, with the same success she could have been Tanya or Ksenya, or Kate in general - she responded to anything to those guys in the room.
Not to say that Bogdan liked this kind of thing, on the other hand, there were no problems with the girls who were certainly better than virgins because they don't squeeze, don't roll around like logs, and are already aware that there is more than one missionary position in bed, and guys love to be kissed not just on the lips.
"You didn't come for lunch, and now you've also missed dinner," she looked over his shoulder with curiosity, but looked down in disappointment because the room remained half-empty and uninhabited, Bogdan perceived the bedroom only as a place where he sleeps, but Kirill did not dare stick further than his corner so as not to be punched.
"I have a headache, so I didn't come," Bogdan said. He was about to close the door, but an impudent narrow leg deftly stepped on the threshold.
"You react too nervously to the basement issues, Alec doesn't like that," she went into the bedroom, unmistakably identified his bed and plopped down on it, tucking her woolen leggings-covered legs under her. And before he opened his mouth and exposed the annoying guest, she extended her hand with his phone.
"So, has he sent you?!" he immediately took the phone, immediately rolled the SIM card under the cover, and turned it on. He grimaced sadly - there was not a single missed call. Bogdan lived only for Egor. Egor went to school, got grades, fooled around with his friends, hung around with girls, but someone had to think about what they would eat, how to pay for utilities and how to make sure that his mother's frequent - and long - absences did not rush into the eyes of others.
Bogdan went to school from time to time, as long as teachers did not bother him because of absenteeism. Through all this, he lost his friends he had in elementary school. But in the evenings, when the twin, almost identical to his birthmark, returned, when the younger one was poked with his nose into the mess, when they were pairing up in the kitchen with a newly invented salad, when they sat on the floor and listened to Egor quietly strumming the strings of a guitar borrowed from a classmate, then Bogdan didn't need all these calls and other people's SMS on his phone. They had one world, a universe divided into twin halves.
"I volunteered myself," the girl stretched languidly and looked at the gloomy owner standing in front of her with an appraising glance. He was not a jock, he was not a tower, but he was not a weakling either. He pumped up his muscles in street fights, but they all went into his veins, and not the most well-fed life added dryness to his figure. The T-shirt did not fit snugly, but the body under it was not skinny or angular, just not so plump, which often deceived opponents. The smooth legs smoothly disentangled themselves from the blanket, in which the visitor had managed to nestle, and openly walked over Bogdan's jeans to the very hips.
Despite his broken state, Bogdan felt hot. It's not to say that he wasn't used to falling asleep without a girl, and yet a month in the orphanage and a couple of weeks of sorting out the dregs before the orphanage made him too... nervous. And yet, such "gifts" from Alec were infuriating. This son of a bitch was completely playing at being a slave owner. Bogdan felt like a dog in training who had been thrown a bone for good service.
"Relax, tiger. No one has taken me by force for a long time, I myself love sex," she chuckled as if she had read his thoughts. She bit her lip and pressed her playful foot on his groin. There was a sweet ache in the pit of his stomach.
"By force? Were you...forced?" he asked.
"Well, then I didn't know it was so cool," she explained. Bogdan shuddered, she laughed, a little sharper and ruder than a girl should.
"Come on, everyone goes through that basement. Some have a radiator, some have a belt, but that's all. You're in vain to be so twitchy about today, Toto was already eating buckwheat at dinner in the dining room.
"Or are you licking your lips at Dina? If so, then I'll bring you a stationery knife myself and show you how to open the veins, just to be sure. Alec was her first and the only, he doesn't give her to anyone," she told.
"You talk like you're things," Bogdan said. She grabbed Bogdan with her legs and forced him towards the bed and herself. Without any pretense, she stretched out her hand to someone else's lightning.
"Yes, that's why I love new guys, you're so naive," her fingers unclenched the button and slid under the fabric.
"Well, at least I came to you, not in vain," she already quite openly put her palm on his raised cock, which did not fit under her fingers. She slightly pulled down the disturbing clothes, and skillful lips covered the head. Bogdan forgot that he wanted to throw the gift out the door, his hands lay on her dark, curly head, pressed the back of her head, her hips swayed towards him, demanding...
"Oh," the voice said quietly, but in a tense silence it sounded louder than a bell alarm.
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