Vit'kas
Vit'kas six months as has returned from army. At first only was eaten off, slept off, walked. More precisely, in any way could leave from absolutely bezdelnogo a mode of life for which their part mislaid in taiga woods was famous. The first months while was "salagoj", of course, stuck. Both for itself and for that guy. Only noise stood. But has quickly understood, that to what: has earned authority and has relaxed. Since morning rose, as everything, on construction. Participated in languid drill, and after a dinner went at the same time with officers and other experienced soldiers, to sleep. All the same there was nothing to do. Skuchishcha. By the evening woke up, crumpled, with foggy, from a dream overabundance, turbidity in a head and if was on what, started to "hoot". Salagi by gloomy holidays of a life were not supposed. Only in quality obslugi.
To a native city after two years of absence of Vit'kas has accustomed not at once. Unrecognizably all has changed. The centre have reconstructed "completely" while for a millenium prepared. Have produced shopping centres, entertaining clubs, cafe. ponavezli dorogushchih foreign cars of all colours and grades which self-confidently sprayed now extensively a liquid dirt of not repaired roads. Also "Zhigulis" were allocated with bright stains in crowd having plenty. Vit'kas has addressed was to old familiar and former schoolmates that have helped to find job. But without prospect higher education looked more, than melancholy, about what to it all – whether is sincere whether to justify unwillingness to help – and spoke. Vit'kas was late has regretted that could not study up in the KHTI: vyperli it for poor progress from a third year.
It was necessary to buy newspapers and to try to search under announcements. He especially hoped for protection – than after army will be engaged? There on interview descended, here has visited. Everywhere promised to check up the information and to call. Did not call. Gradually rolled despair. But not because, that senselessness of life was realised suddenly . No. Because, that the wind in pockets walks. And the little girl – have met in one office when on interview came — at cinema at all you will not invite. At last, the younger manager on shots from the Pyramid has called. The centre such entertaining. Has asked to approach, fill once again the detailed questionnaire, to pass medical inspection and to bring the inquiry from a psychoneurological clinic. Vit'kas has brought, whether it is a pity that. Everything as ordered, has written. Also has started to represent already itself standing on an input with a strict look and carrying out «a face the control». Even has mentally spent the first, rather quite good, the salary. But a week later the younger manager has again called. Also it is sad has informed, that Vit'kas selection has not passed. The Tatar language needs to be owned in perfection, instead of to operate with pair words from the category "isenmesez" and «sau bulygyz». Become enraged Vit'kas has banged in a tube «What for?!» Such voice, that "younger" has begun to shake, measuredly hitting a well-fad cheek about phone. Also has laid out, having opened the heart from fear, that language here at anything. Have simply allowed installation to attach the distant relative from village of the Director for marketing. Only and only. And Vit'kas let is not upset – it the good guy. And it it takes obligatory somebody.
But Vit'ka all the same was upset and on searches of vacancy of the security guard has hammered. Has gone to study as the driver then quickly, but it is unprofitable it was attached on Kazan likerovodochnyj factory. First – you will not learn yet as there it is possible to steal – to live is necessary thousand on three. Parents silently sighed. Also were afraid, as though it to marry has not decided and more the spouse on their neck has not planted. Only Vit'kas the wife to get was not going to yet – it was not developed still.
To rise it was necessary early. Razvoz on shops began since the morning – that before opening to be in time. Vit'kas got out of bed hardly. And today in general something in any way an eye could not tear. Behind windows – a darkness, in a head – a fog. The alarm clock itched over an ear importunate electronic peep. Vit'kas has groped the button and has pressed. It became silent. It has again failed in a gloomy sleepiness.
It seemed, this dream pursues it again and again – such habitual and familiar to the smallest details it became. But, having woken up recollect Vit'kas could of nothing. Only in a head there was a vague, unpleasant pain. And the barracks dreamt it. The next drunk evening, black with boredom. Drank spirit. Someone has got grasses. Have polished. All would like to leave a part and more it would be desirable the woman. But where you will go – around only wood. And women are found not in wood. Sviridov from Nizhni Tagil served them that day pimply salaga. Ushastyj and lean as a mop, on replacement of the woman it obviously did not pull. One misunderstanding. In a mouth to give and that is opposite.
Door before smoking hemp, have closed on a bolt. Sviridov has started howling. Asked to release. Already knew, having become covered for two months of service bloody bruises that will beat. The first has struck vasja. Sviridov who has been knocked down, has fallen down on chetverenki. Vasily, one hand unbuttoning a fly, and another threatening Sviridov a fist promezh an eye, ordered to open more widely a mouth. It is noisy has cast. It is strange, that lean has not choked. Gradually a premise has shrouded such kumar, that was anything not to disassemble any more. Who there that got up, it was not clear. Even on sounds you will not define – Sviridov for a long time and stoically was silent. Vit'kas too has kicked few times, itself not understanding where that shower to take away and a flesh to calm. And on a cot, it is a little villages then having calmed down. Has wiped from a soldier's boot of a drop of blood and, not undressing, was filled up to sleep.
Usually salagi otlezhivalis in barracks after such entertainments till the morning. Then to them gave waters, to change clothes in pure and pushed out in a court yard. To Sviridov too have given waters. Even have splashed, that has regained consciousness, in the person. Only it on a court yard has not gone. In general has not gone anywhere – and remained otlezhivatsja on a distant cot in a corner. Have checked up, having become stupid for the sickening suddenly gushed fear. Have brought a mirror to the person. Sviridov did not breathe.
The alarm clock has rung out in second time. Vit'kas, in time for an instant of a dream to become covered by a cold perspiration, has instantly jumped. And with simplification has sighed — it was at home. Has run in a bathroom. From the crane only cold water for some reason flew. Good during week-end or by the evening – it is clear. Tenants had time to pour out all hot. And since morning of that? Vit'kas has splashed in the person ice water, has seized in hands a brush. A teeth from a cold lomilo.
Sviridov did not go all the day at Vit'ka from a head. He suddenly has distinctly understood, what is it and there is that dream which pursues its last half a year and after which the head is filled with a vague pain. Each following dream is similar on previous as like as two peas. Barracks. Sviridov. Dense, almost perceived, a fog.
The history then to the heads managed to be hushed up. Have proved – Sviridov sickly and incapable of service was hung up itself. Has not taken out household and physical difficulties of an army life. To parents to Nizhni Tagil have sent the closed zinc coffin. Have informed on the details which have stuck to a case. Vit'kas, already sitting at the wheel factory "gazelle", has out of place presented mother before such here a soldier's coffin and nervously smorgnul. On the citizen, probably, all seemed to another.
To five o'clock in the evening it was free. Today marked its first salary. SHofernja it was threw off on a fifty-kopeck piece with firm intention to get drunk – with Vit'ka as with jubiljara, took hundred — and has quickly succeeded. Directly in the street, behind any collapsed house. The blessing now in Kazan which in honour of a millenium had time to destroy thoroughly and only partially to build up, such secluded places sufficed on all.
Home Vit'kas priplelsja when it was already absolutely dark. And at once was filled up to sleep. Well, mother did not see, how it entered, and that would start to be upset and saw .
The dream has pulled hard a fog. And all was started turning under the scenario learnt to a pain. Barracks. Sviridov. A door closed on a bolt. Only instead of Vasily unbuttoned before salagoj Vit'ka's fly. And already was going to give out a rough stream to that in a mouth as has seen before itself close-close his face. Quiet and derisive. Vit'kas has not understood. Has clasped trousers and was going to call in to the fleet puny creature in a jaw. But could not. Air became rubber – it is possible to breathe somehow, and here all movements will come across on soft, but dense and impenetrable weight.
We-leave? – Sviridov from below has impudently asked.
We-leave! – has become stupid has thrown Vit'kas. Own hands has cast away a bolt and has left barracks. Sviridov – behind it. They have come to be not in a part court yard, and on roof Vitkinogo of the house. Have approached to the edge.
-Jump it is necessary. – it is sad, but Sviridov has firmly told. Vit'kas and itself has already understood, that is necessary – rubber air persistently and pruzhinisto pushed it downwards. Only he while managed to keep.
That it I? – Has come suddenly to itself Vit'kas. — I did not kill! Well, has struck few times. And me, you know, how first kicked?
Sviridov was silent. Looked at Vit'ka sad brown eyes and was silent. Then has slowly stretched to it a translucent hand and has softly pushed. Vit'kas has departed. Downwards, from a roof of the nine-floor house on shcherbatyj, the asphalt of a native court yard pitted by potholes. In a head one has had time to flash only thought – well, that below neither people, nor cars. There was no only somebody to crush.
Mother left in an entrance as soon as for the son the door has slammed. Something to it was not slept this night, and for Vit'ka worried too. Has come late, has not washed even, at once to sleep has laid down. It, of course, the guy the adult, after army, can stand for itself(himself). But who knows it, with what company has communicated – old friends not so with it were known now. And today what only misfortunes are not present. You look around, and it becomes terrible. At this the son – the drunk gloomy, at that is the addict, at this is the gangster. Also you will not expel, the child all the same the native. Let even mother beats also money at the parents steals. But not in prison of the child own to put.
Thanks God, it Vitenka not the such. The good boy – quiet, affable, silent. Job though also it was difficult, has found. The girl, like, decent has appeared. You look, in due course all will be adjusted. On feet will rise, and it will help – grandsons will raise. Young let easy money earns. With grandsons already all will be in another way. It Vitenka, poor, since a kindergarten as the adult person. In a garden, in school – itself to eat – itself, lessons – itself. Mother more and more at factory stuck yes the husband from another's cots drove. And nurses then and in pomine was not, not that now. Grandmothers worked and at all did not help – «, have told, narodili, and nurse. We as raised the children».
Mother has hesitated for a time for about a second – where to go Vit'ka to search – upwards or downwards. Also has called the lift.
In the street it was silent and dark. As always – half of lanterns does not burn – it is not visible line. She has looked round, getting used to twilight. And suddenly it seemed, that from above something flies: heavy and big, as a bag with a potato. And more inhuman, loud and cutting shout. Has not had time to be frightened and recoil – the bag has loudly crashed down on asphalt, only in steam of metres from it. Has grown cold. Has peered. Has come nearer. Has learnt. And having lost air to breathe, has silently fallen nearby.
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