Abschied || suicide translated

part 8

I carefully opened my eyes. Where was I? That wasn't my room. I sat up and saw a girl on the bed next to me. Clara! The girl with whom I had written so much in the last few weeks. That couldn't be, I thought to myself I must still be dreaming. Then I put on the still wet clothes I was wearing and I remembered. The events of last night hit me like lightning I was standing at the tower ready to jump when I heard footsteps and turned around to see her standing there. Clara, who I thought had deserted me too, stood in front of me. I couldn't move anymore and somehow she probably brought me to her house. I got up carefully, not wanting to wake her up, and left the room. It was much colder in the hallway than at her place and I could already tell that I had a slight sore throat and the onset of a cold. I heard voices from below. A man and a woman quietly I crept down the stairs and entered the kitchen from which the voices came. When the two noticed me, they hugged me like I was their daughter. Tears ran down my face completely uncontrollably. That was completely new to me. Even though they didn't know me, they seemed to love me. Could it be? After a while, the two broke away from me and I stood in front of them crying like a small child. What had happened all the thoughts the fears the pain were gone. As if in a trance, I sat down on a chair and drank the hot tea that I got from Clara's mother. I noticed how he warmed me from the inside and I slowly got a clear head again. When I had drunk the second cup, Clara came into the room and hugged me. That's right, she said yesterday she loved me. Was she serious? And what was that feeling that spread in my stomach and made my heart beat faster? Unfortunately, this short moment was abruptly interrupted because this time her father spoke up. He asked me if my parents knew where I was and I said no. What should you know, I never saw her. After breakfast, which was the first in a long time that I didn't eat alone, I got dry clothes from Clara and then had to call my mother to tell her where I was. As expected, she didn't care a bit. She didn't even ask if everything was ok although it was still quite early.