Above our heads

Part 1

Once I saw Her off once again. Her mom bluntly said I couldn't stay. I generally suspected that this would happen in the near future, so I was ready for it.

She went to see me off to the 1st floor:

- I'm sorry about what happened...

I hugged Her. She was very upset. I kissed Her. She answered weakly. I put my hand under the turtleneck, lightly caressing the back. She sighed and smiled:

- I want to go with you.

- No, baby. And if we get stuck in Zelek?

See you tomorrow. Ok?

She was upset again, hiding her hands behind her back. I kissed Her palm, smiled:

- See you tomorrow!

She waved her hand and I left. I hitched a ride to Kryukovo. There was no money for a taxi, so there was only one hope to catch a car to Moscow. But apparently my appearance scared people away. I already took off my leather jacket, but even that didn't help.

I was standing smoking at the station. It was already cold. Before that, I tried to open at least some kind of entrance to take a nap before the train, but they were all on the intercom.

Night people periodically trampled around me, but they did not dare to approach. One brave man came up. Just in case, I immediately put my wallet in my jacket. There was no money there, but I didn't want to lose my student account.

- Great!

He was smoking some cheap stuff. The knuckles were knocked down and he was already decently loaded.

I nodded silently, calculating when he would attack. But he behaved quite friendly:

- I didn't see you there... I am an Axe! Where are you from?

- Yes, I saw the girl off and got stuck.

His eyes were darting. The mug of course was vile:

- Can we have a drink?

- no.

He kept staring at me:

- Well, let's go get a watermelon cho li.

There was nothing to do anyway. It was a little cold to stand in one place.

We went through some garages to the street.

There was a cage with watermelons. The owner was not in sight. He quickly looked around, suddenly pulled a watermelon from the side and pushing me, ran down the street:

- Lookout! Let's go!

I ran after him, but the cops were already waiting for us at the bottom of the street. One came out, twitched the machine:

- Face down on the ground! Quickly!

I didn't have time to lie down, as they made a cut and I flew nose-first into the mud. I tried to get up, but I was pinned down with my foot, putting it on my ass:

- Lie down, don't dig!

Someone was rummaging through his pockets.

- Empty. Give them to the department!

We were thrown into the back seat, handcuffed. The lip was cut. I was spitting out dirt. Got into a fucking mess...

The axe yelled at them, threatened with some terrible punishments, until he was punched in the jaw.

About 5 minutes later we were brought to the department. Quite roughly dragged out of the car and immediately put in a monkey house. The player was broken, there were no headphones. Excellent...