It’s the beginning of the May. The temperature on the streets is rather high, however it doesn’t look like summer. It‘s the evening. A young couple comes to the entrance of one of the houses. But there is some distance between them.
- Bye, - says he silently and gives up as a bad job.
- Wait a second! – the girl suffices his hand.
- What? -he turns around. – What happened?
- You’ve forgotten something… - whispers she and kisses him. He recoils.
- No. We are just the friends, nothing more. I love you. Soб do you understand?
- Yes… of course… excuse me… it has happened accidentally …
- Ok… no trouble.. I’ll come tomorrow.
- Bye… - she has some tears on a cheek, however goes inside the house.
He comes the next day.
- Happy birthday! – he draws a bouquet of flowers.
- Thank you… Come in… You are the first person. – She smiles rather sad.
- Ok, we will wait for the friends together. – He comes into the room, sits down the sofa.
- They will not come.
- Why? Did something happen?
- No. I did not invite anybody except you…
He frowns.
- We’ve discussed everything yesterday.
- I know. I just do not want to see anybody. You are my best friend, and I want to celebrate this holiday with you. But we are just friends.- she pays the attention to the last phrase. It is apparent that she pronounces these words very painfully.
- Ok.
- Open the champagne, please. I will just take the glasses… - She leaves the room.
- Of course. – He opens the bottle. In a moment she returns with the glasses.
- Happy birthday! – he smiles. She also smiles with a sad feeling.
He takes a few sips and fades. She watches after him closely, but doesn’t drink.
He takes a few sips and fades. She watches after him closely, but doesn’t drink.
- What’s wrong? – asks she with a doubt.
- I… I do not know… I feel bad…
He falls down the floor. His eyes are opened widely. He doesn’t breathe more. His heart has stopped.
He falls down the floor. His eyes are opened widely. He doesn’t breathe more. His heart has stopped.
- What has happened? – she pronounces with a smile.
- You may be want to have a rest… - she whispers.
- For you… for death.. for us… - speaks she slowly and drinks her champagne. In a moment her eyes are closed. They are together forever…
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