22 decembrie 2025

Bandă - short prose written by Bogus Elena

- The third part -

I took the inner streets so as not to arouse suspicion. We arrived at the place, we entered through the spare door. We could hear the music, the fun was in full swing.

I didn't know the name of the place, but I know that the place is somewhere in Botanica. Botanica is big. From what Vova said, I understood that the place belongs to Cercel. He has 2 more of these, one is in Râşcani and Ciocana.

I entered through the back. In our confusion, the administrator came. He is Cercel's man, Vova says: - A young man of about 34 years old, he approaches us and shows us our tables.

He ordered a waiter to lead us to our table. He must have announced that we were coming and the table was already ready.

There were a lot of people in the club, the music was playing loudly, girls and boys were dancing on the dance floor. They were drinking and smoking a lot. Some of them were probably already high on drugs, their chaotic dance moves betrayed the dose of heroin in their blood.

Friends of mine, dealers can get you a dose too, says Vova!!

I have never witnessed such a transaction, but I have never tried.

But as a friend of mine used to tell me, never say never. He is right. I don't really like this crap, I wasn't interested, I tell Vova.

The party in the club was in full swing, the young people were having a great time. The music was to my taste, I was dancing too, as I walked to our table.

I frequented clubs often, so I knew how the young people had fun, I suspected the drug part.

The waiter brought us to our place. The girls were waiting for us, serving us alcoholic drinks. They were dancing near our table. When they saw us coming, they cheered. There were about 10 girls. There were blondes and brunettes. Cercel immediately took a blonde and a brunette for himself.

Vova tells me to choose a girl I like, that they are all for us. Honestly, I don't like any of them. Don't touch the brunette, she's mine, Vova tells me.

In time, he moves me closer to the railing, I dance, I like the music a lot. I didn't want to hear about girls, because I didn't like it at all.

Vova, come and whisper in my ear, stop with these caresses of yours. Take one of them and have fun.


You do your thing with her and have a good time. I didn't really want any of them. But Vova insisted too much.

The waiter comes to our table, asks what we are drinking. Vova, as usual.

The waiter asks me, what should I serve?

- A tonic, please!?

When Vova hears, something like that. The waiter says to him: - The same for everyone?

I don't have time to tell the waiter that I don't drink alcohol. The waiter orders them and leaves.

I'm pacing back and forth, I can't relax. Two girls get up and come next to me, they dance provocatively. And I ignore them. They do their job, as Cercel paid them to. I let them do their job.

Vova on the couch, with the brunette, they kiss intensely. The two proud ones next to me. The boys have also taken a girl. Others have withdrawn, found a place somewhere, Cercel has disappeared with the two girls.

Not me anymore, I was dancing and having the most fun. I was thirsty, waiting for the tonic to come.

My mind was busy with the road, and with the work I had to do. Vova approaches me, says: Come on, bro, relax, no stress and worries. Because we are in the club. You are really tense. I know it is the first time, that you are coming to the race, but everything will be fine.

During this time, the waiter comes, brings us the drink, brings about 3 bottles of cognac, juice, and some snacks and glasses for us.

The glasses were already full, they were with cognac. Vova takes a glass from the tray and gives it to me to drink.

Come on, Bro, I'm going to turn my head, you will feel good. You will forget about all your worries. He gives me a slice of lemon, so that I can drink it with cognac, so that I don't feel the bitter taste of cognac.

The cognac quickly enveloped me in an indescribable mystery. I felt good, I saw very sexy girls dancing next to me. The drink quickly went to my head.

I didn't know what was happening to me. I was in 9th heaven. I wanted to drink more cognac. I was thirsty. I told him to pour me some. I had another glass, I had a few snacks to fill my stomach.

The second glass had taken effect even faster. We were dancing to the deafening music. My body vibrated with pleasure but also to the music that was playing in the club.

I was laughing so hard, I was happy, I was jumping up, I had an energy in me, because I couldn't feel my legs, I was smoking a lot. My pack was finished, I took some from the boys.

Vova realized the effect. He sent the two chicks to me. They were dancing provocatively next to me, and I responded to the challenge. I was dancing very provocatively with the two girls. When, over there, at the table, an interesting girl appeared, brunette, hot and sexy, like a model's body. I liked the girl very much.

- Who is that girl, the brunette? Who came to our table?

- She tells me that she is a friend of Cercel's.

Suddenly Cercel appears at the table, at the same time as the brunette girl appeared. They greet each other, I don't know what the two are talking about. But my heart sank.

Vova sees that I am looking at her fixedly. He asks me: If I want to meet her? 

I'm talking to Cercel.

Cercel approaches me, smiling. He takes me by the shoulder like a good friend.

- Do you want me to introduce you to her? She's a friend of mine. She's a hot chick.

- Yes, I'd love to, why not? I hope you don't mind, because I like her.

- Of course I don't mind. If you're the one, the place is yours tonight.

Vova approaches me, happily beats me afterwards, because I finally agreed to have fun with a chick

I realized that Vova thinks I've never been with a chick, he thinks I'm a virgin and doesn't know that I'm with a girl. But he doesn't know anything about my life. He doesn't know me well.

I've had a few serious long-term relationships with girls, but not like this. I don't really sleep with all the whores. But this girl is my favorite. I want her to be mine.

Vova approaches her, whispers something in her ear, looks in my direction smiling. I don't know what the two of them talked about.

The girl follows Vova in my direction. Arriving right next to me. Vova makes the introductions.

- Bobo, let me introduce Nina.

- Nice to meet you, Bobo!!

- Nice to meet you, Nina!!

Nina doesn't compare herself to other girls, she's different from the other girls in her class. Nina was 1.70 cm tall, had the measurements of a fashion model, was about 26 years old, had taste. Long, straight hair, long, fine fingers. Dressed with style and taste, in a short, knee-length dress.

- I haven't seen you around here much, are you new?

- Yes, I'm new. What are you drinking?

- A whiskey, please?!

He motions for the waiter to come closer. The waiter approaches me. I tell the waiter to bring a whiskey. But bring me a tonic, double with ice. The waiter leaves.

We stayed and talked further. Our discussion was interesting, we talked about everything. I don't really know her well, because we didn't really talk about her. We talked about trivial things.

Our discussions were about cars, drifts, competitions that are organized in our place in Chisinau. She participated in such competitions with her car. We got to talking about life and the future.

The discussion and the drinks were going well. We were feeling good. I don't even know when we moved on to sweets, hugs, passionate kisses. I really like cuddling.

Nina pulls me into a corner of the club, where she knew better, to have intimacy. She takes my hand and leads me after her, only she knows. I follow her, submissive. Like a tomcat, when it sees a cat in heat. Hypnotized by her. We leave the place, she pulls me into a corner under a wall outside.

We were kissing passionately, and then quickly moving on to the vulgar kiss. I kiss her neck. I feel how she likes my kiss. I gently take off the straps of her dress and bra, kiss her breast, and she gets excited.

Both of our hearts beat faster and blood pressure increases. I feel a shiver throughout my body and my skin reacts. My body tenses for a few seconds, then a well-deserved relaxation.

The act itself lasted very quickly and pleasantly at the same time. I never thought I would feel so good with Nina.

While the pleasure was in full swing, Ghena came and called me, let's go, it's time.

Nina asks me: - Will we see each other again!?

- Yes!! We will definitely see each other. I stayed with Nina, I leave her and follow Ghena.

I go outside, Banda was already outside, I'm just waiting for me, some were in the car, others outside next to the car.

Vova was in the car, I'm waiting, he was smoking a cigarette, he was nervous and dizzy, you could tell how he smoked a cigarette.

- Come on Bro, get in faster!

Vova presses the accelerator and we hit the road. We left the club area, headed towards the exit from the city, the cars were waiting for us there. The night in the city was bustling. People were having fun to the fullest. Another part of the youth was having fun drifting, the cars were prepared to participate in car races.

Chisinau never sleeps, but we have fun.

I ask Vova: - What time is it?

- It's 1:30.

- Time passed so quickly. I didn't even notice how quickly it passed.

In the meantime, Cercel had called us, he didn't announce that the Tirurile were on the outskirts of the city, we weren't going there, that they were waiting for us.

- Vova, why are we leaving at night?

- Because our people are working tonight, they're on the night shift. They'll be waiting for us to come.

Cercel was already waiting for us at the exit from the city. When we arrived, I saw Cercel, smoking cigarette after cigarette, he was nervous and irritated. He asked us. Why were we late!?

- What's taking you so long to come? How long can you expect to wait. I said be here at 1 o'clock!! But what time is it now? Weren't we supposed to be on the road?!

- Excuse us Boss, we came so late, we had problems. The people from the rival gang showed up. We clarified a few things.

Cercel shouted: - Come on, let's get in the cars, we're going on the road, time is running out, but we don't have to be at customs. The boys are waiting for us. We have to leave quickly. We have work to do.

Together with Vova we get in our car, we got ahead of the trucks. The others and the boys were coming behind us.

The route was clear, no one was getting in the way. It was quiet, we passed a few villages before entering the forest. There were a few freight trucks on the route.

Nothing was expected to happen on the route, it didn't bother us to carry out the plan to the end.

Both with their pistols at hand, like devoted friends to come to our aid when something happened to us. The music was playing loudly. They turned it down and turned it down so that we could pay attention to the road.

With the other drivers in the gang, we spoke through the ration. The ration was a means of communication between us, we didn't announce in case of danger if something happened.

Our journey went well. Until a certain moment, we saw some motorcyclists coming from in front of us, at high speed, and with them some racing cars. They were driving like crazy, honking their horns and making noise.

I didn't see anything wrong with that, because it seems normal to me to see them at this hour. But Vova, it seemed suspicious to him, sensed that something was wrong.

Vova rations them and announces to the guys that they are from a rival gang to get ready.

He announces to me to get my weapons ready, they are behind us. But it wasn't long before, when from behind us, seeing in the mirror that the motorcyclists are coming, they overtook us, and took off. They disappeared for a few seconds. We were driving at medium speed.

When at some point in front of us, on a hill, heading towards us.

Through the ration, Ghena doesn't transmit to get our weapons ready because we have guests.

Vova tells me to get our weapons from the equipment in the back. We take them and get ready to welcome the guests. We opened the windows, prepared ourselves in case they shot at us.

The motorcyclists came at us at high speed, and started shooting at us. And we at them. Everything happened so fast that we didn't even notice that they were coming straight at us. Bullets were flying in all directions, two bullets hit the windshield, and the second hit Vova. It hit Vova directly in the heart. I went out the window and shot at them. The car had veered off the road, almost into the field, but I took the wheel in return. I got Vova off the road, closed the door. I sat in his place, took the ration from the bottom. He ordered the truck drivers to follow me, because I was taking them to customs.

Cercel's voice could be heard: - Bobo, from now on I will lead your operation, you will answer.

At the Moldovan customs, a car is waiting for you, complete with documents. Do this and it will disappear. Do you understand?

- Yes, I understand, Cercel!

- Take the Tiru and leave. You know our plans. Wait for a sign from me, when you cross over. Yes!! Under the seat, the documents and money are there, and our entire operation.

- I ask Cercel what the situation is? Do we have victims?

- Yes, we have victims!! Vova, Ghena, Coco and Dodo.

- I'm sorry!!!

- Don't be sorry!! On the road! Now all the responsibility is on your shoulders! Don't let me down!! I trust you!!

- Oh yes!! I almost forgot, Bobo, congratulations!! You joined our gang. Welcome!!

- Thank you very much!! Cercel.

- You will hear from me soon! Wait for information from me!!

- Okay!?

We greet each other.

- I ask the guys in the truck if they are okay?

Both of those in the truck were safe. We drove ahead, at high speed, so that we would be at the time indicated by Cercel at customs. We changed cars, took all the things from the old one, we entered the Moldovan customs, our man did not wait for us. He took our documents and the drivers', entered them into the computer, we also passed through the cargo customs. We quickly paid what we had to pay. We passed through the Moldovan customs quickly. We had no problems. We arrived at the Romanian customs, I called the right person, they came to meet us. And here we had no problems. It was solved.

We left the Romanian customs. We sped up, we were happy that we passed through customs without any problems.

I tell the guys that we still have one more hurdle to overcome, that is, that the border guards don't show up, that they patrol day and night every time. But everything was quiet, not a single border police patrol could be heard.

We move forward, pass a few towns, we reach the guesthouse where we were supposed to arrive in the morning. We checked in, ate, each of us retired to our rooms. We were exhausted, I wanted to see the bed, I'm not interested in anything else.

I opened the laptop, I saw that I hadn't received any information from anyone.

I threw myself into bed, and fell asleep, until 7:00 PM that evening. I turned on the TV to see what else was on, I came across the Pro TV news, at 7:00 PM. When suddenly, during the credits, we hear about an incident in the Republic of Moldova, that there had been some confrontations between two rival gangs. The bodies of the Chisinau underworld, whom the police have been searching for for many years, have been identified throughout the Republic of Moldova.

Some people who died in the confrontation have been announced. But the police do not want to reveal anything yet, while the investigation is ongoing.

For the first time, in the Republic of Moldova, such an incident has happened, yes The country is poor and full of corrupt people, such as drug and cigarette smugglers, who fraudulently cross both borders of the two countries every day.





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