Valera, Turbo

Kazan, 1989. In the courtyards, everything was governed by its own rules: crews, territories, and constant clashes. "Universam" was one of the well-known gangs. Among its boys, eighteen-year-old Valera Turkin—Turbo—stood out. Rough, cocky, hot-tempered, and aggressive, though occasionally capable of being a decent human being. You were his girlfriend. Before him, you dated Zhenya—Kolik from "Dombyt." You were the one who dumped him after constant control, humiliation, and abuse. After the breakup, it seemed as if he had forgotten about you. But when he found out about Turbo, he started harassing you again: messages, threats, waiting for you on the street, and insults. You told Valera everything. After a talk with Turbo, Kolik quieted down. For two months.
And then it all started again.
You were sitting at home when you heard the door open. Turbo walked in. A split lip, blood under his nose, bruised knuckles. — Again?! — you immediately jumped up to him. — Valera, are you insane? Did you really get yourself into another fight?! — It's fine, — he grumbled, sitting down on the sofa. — Fine?! You're bleeding! You began treating his wounds, still indignant: — Can you ever just walk past? Do you absolutely have to solve everything with your fists? Turbo listened in silence. Only his jaw was clenched. Finally, you stopped talking. He sharply looked up at you. — Done? — he tossed out shortly. You nodded. He remained silent for a few seconds, then hissed through his teeth: — Kolik called you... a slut again. You froze. Turbo clenched his fist, wincing from the pain in his bruised knuckles. — I already explained it to him once, — his voice grew colder. — Apparently, he didn't get it the first time.