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121. Justice
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The Bet 122. Spontaneous revenge
“Good idea! Why not?” Matthew got up from the sofa, went to the coffee table, poured a glass of cognac, put an icecube in, and then made another glass the same way. He walked over and handed one to Mike and took the other for himself."Enjoy your drink, man." Mike didn't know how to react. He took over the glass, even though he felt that he had had enough alcohol for today. He was already drunk.Matthew continued to stare at him, slowly sipping the contents of his glass. After a while, he left it on the table and gracefully walked towards the piano. He theatrically bowed to his audience.Even though he knew his friend was already drunk, he felt somewhat betrayed.Patrick cheered at the sight of him. He made a place for him on a huge stool as he hoped they would play a four-handed piece together."Can I practice alone for a while?" Matthew asked with a mischievous smile. Patrick nodded, as he could understand that he wanted to warm his hands. He already did that when they arrived, for
The Bet 123. Stubborn freak
Mike was awakened by noises outside his bedroom. We could hear loud conversations in the corridor. Someone was banging on his room door. It took him a while before he began to understand what was happening.“We are going running, man. We're waiting for you downstairs.” He recognized Matthew's voice.He couldn't remember how last night had ended or how he had gotten to his room, much less to bed.‘Damn it! What happened the previous night?’ He wondered as he felt so terrible. He didn't remember drinking much, and yet he had a hangover. He had drunk a lot more than once, but his head wasn't that heavy.Mike considered himself a tough guy. Besides, he came here willingly with three tough guys and he had to keep up with them, so despite great difficulty, he managed to get up.‘My head! Fuck! I shouldn’t drink…’ Hu cursed.He dragged himself into Matthew's room to use his shower. He decided to leave the shaving for later. Somehow he managed to find running shoes and clothes in the suitcase
The Bet 124. An accident
The guys met outside the house and were waiting for Mike, who they hoped would not show up. They began warming up their muscles in silence. They were in pretty good shape despite having a rather short sleep.Eventually Mike showed up, much to their disappointment. He joined them in their warm-up, despite his headache.“So let's go!” Jack suggested. “I only have a small change of plans.” He added when he started a gentle jog towards the garage.“Fine…” Mike muttered under his breath, firmly squeezing the bottle with the liquid in his hand. He had to survive the next hour and he will be fine. With that thought, he followed them slowly.After a few minutes they were among tall coniferous trees, in a mini line park. This place was intended for children, but there was also exercise equipment for adults."The owner of the house asked us to check and test this place. He wants to know if the place is safe. He made it not only for his seven-year-old nephew, but also for the entire male part of
The Bet 125. Apriopriate treatment
As soon as Jo realized what had happened, she lost her good mood. ‘It was predictable! Will this asshole ever grow up?’ She cursed under her breath. She felt guilty about letting him come out of the house in such a bad shape at all. She blew into Mike's bedroom, without even knocking the door beforehand, like a hurricane with a destructive force. She was ready to deal properly with her rebellious, bullish friend and all his faults, who tried to disguise from her the fact that he had sprained his leg. The image she saw right after opening the door made her feel sick, as she predicted. She was truly disgusted. Mike's hair was still wet after the shower, and his face was perfectly shaved. He was dressed in a white polo shirt, perfectly ironed, and baggy khaki cargo pants. He was sitting on the bed with his left leg propped up on the bed. His pants were rolled up as he was bandaging his ankle. On the bed, she also noticed a tube of very strong painkiller ointment. “What a fucking as
The Bet 126. Painful lesson
Mike was really pissed off. He screwed up his vacation, but there was nothing he could do about it. He had to accept and bear with it. As soon as he heard that the car drove away, he got up and jumped on one leg to his suitcase, and pulled out clothes which would be less obstructive in his general movements like, a loose T-shirt and short cotton shorts. He hung his ironed clothes on the armchair standing next to the bed. He returned to the bed and unwrapped the bandage. His ankle didn't look the best. The hematoma was visible on the entire surface of his ankle, despite the already quite large swelling. Considering the state of his injury, he was sure that the best solution after all was to stay at home. He lied down, tipping from side to side impatiently for a while, but couldn't fall asleep. Too many thoughts swirled in his aching head. He got up and decided to change the atmosphere of the semi-dark room a bit. ‘Damnit! It's so dark here!' He muttered under his breath and opene
The Bet 127. Redemption
Mike was lying on his stomach with his head covered with a pillow, asking the heavens for silence. He had never imagined in his life that he would ask for such trivial things. He didn't know for how long he prayed, but he was at the end of his tether. Even if he wanted to leave the house to relocate somewhere in the garden or on the terrace, to not hear the alarm, he was not able to move that far jumping only on his uninjured leg.‘I know it's my fault, but why doesn't Jo have any pity on me? I always thought that she was an angel with a golden heart, but why is she heartless now?’ He made assumptions. ‘She knows I have a goddamn hangover. Plus, I smashed my ankle. Isn't it enough punishment for me to be here, in the middle of nowhere, alone?’Mike thought about so many things looking for a solution and he was really desperate. Finally, some clue appeared in his sore brain. He recalled that when Jo was taking a shower, there was absolutely no noise outside, so there must have been g
The Bet 128. Existential meditation
Mike felt much better after a nutritious lunch. There was no sign of a hangover; the only thing that bothered him, even after strong painkillers, was the ache in his ankle.He was changing the ice packs, and putting on more anti-inflammatory creams, but it didn’t help much. As soon as he was trying to put his foot flat on the floor, he saw ‘all the stars in the sky’ from pain.He didn't know if he would trigger the alarm again by opening the bedroom door, and he didn't feel like testing it.He went out onto the terrace a few times, but it was too hot to stay there.‘Why do I have to sit alone, in a deserted place like that?’ He thought. ‘I didn't have to travel so many kilometers to be accompanied only by empty walls. Did I?’ He wondered looking around the empty room.‘It is no different from my everyday life. Should holidays be like that? Do I deserve it?’ Hundreds of thoughts swirled in his head.Despite his exhaustion, he couldn’t sleep. There was no TV in the room, and watching mo
The Bet 129. A bitter morning
Mike was the first to get up. He was not able to accept ‘the doing nothing’ state and being attached to one place, to his bed, any longer.Slowly, without making any noise, he trodded downstairs. It wasn't too complicated with the help of crutches.He found the perfect order and plenty of food in the kitchen.‘These stocks were made, probably with me in mind. They want to leave me again." He assumed looking at the refrigerator full to the brim.He decided to prepare something for everyone. His skills were far from Matthew's, but after all, he could prepare something nonetheless.He made pancakes, and a typical continental breakfast: fried bacon, sausages, black pudding, some stewed mushrooms and tomatoes. He also made a smoothie out of whatever greens he could find in the refrigerator.“Good morning!” Patrick’s voice disrupted his work on the fruit salad.“Good morning.” He wasn’t happy to see him. “Did you sleep well, man?” Mike asked ironically. He really wanted to ask if he had goo
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