Labor day had finally come. As expected, the math work was hard. You had two hours to write the paper. Many gave up after the first hour and were very sure to have a three. Even Mike struggled with work. He is considered the best math student in the class. Time passed quickly. And as soon as you looked around, you only had a quarter of an hour left. Mike looked over it again and finally gave up. Some students were outside talking about this work. They compared the results that they had still remembered. The results were always different. Even Mike skidded on some tasks. The doorbell finally rang and the last students gave up. The break has started.
After the break it was German's turn. All of the students were pretty exhausted. Only a few students were able to concentrate properly. The teacher said at the end of the lesson, "I want you to write an essay.It should be handwritten for at least ten A4 pages. You can choose the topic yourself. You have six weeks from today. It is an individual work. If you finish earlier, you can give it to me beforehand so that I can see about it. "The blade rang and the students got up to leave the two hours behind. The teacher said:" I'm looking forward to the essays. "Then some of the students went into the next break.
After class, Mike and Layla went home. Mike wanted to know: “And how was the work?” But Layla just looked at him and after a long hesitation said: “I don't know. I just wrote and wrote. Then the doorbell rang and our teacher said that we should hand in At that moment I finished the last task. And that's all I know. "
Mike looked at her and immediately understood. He did not speak further on the subject. They were silent the rest of the way. At Layla's home they said goodbye to each other.She went into the house. He continued on his way. He turned around again and saw that a car stopped in front of Layla's house and someone was getting out. Mike stopped and saw that the man was walking into Layla's property. He went back to Layla's house because he wanted to know what kind of man he was.
Another man was still in the car and saw Mike walking towards Layla's house. Mike went through the garden gate towards the house. But the man quickly got out of the car and called to Mike: "Hey, you! What are you doing here ?!" Mike turned around and saw the man. Mike said in a cautious voice: "I'm Layla's friend. Mind?" At that moment the front door opened. The other man came out with Layla. The girl's tears rolled down. Mike didn't know what was going on in there. He went to Layla quickly to find out what was going on.
But when Layla saw her boyfriend, she threw herself around the neck and really started to cry. Mike didn't understand what was going on. But put his arms around her to comfort her.The man said to Mike, “Are you her boyfriend?” Mike nodded briefly and finally turned to Layla. "Then accompany us with her. It is better if she has someone with her now." Mike agreed and accompanied the men and Layla into the car. On the way Mike asked, "What happened?"
The passenger replied: "You're worried about the little one, aren't you? ... It's like this: On Sunday afternoon a vehicle crashed on the road. The driver barely survived, but the other two occupants died immediately. The driver was awake yesterday and kept saying the same name: 'Layla'. Then we knew that there had to be someone who was still alive. We did some research and finally found the house. ... Layla's parents are Killed in this accident. Only her older brother survived. We take her to the brother first and then to the morgues. She has to identify the bodies. "Mike was listening correctly.After a while he asked: "What will happen to Layla now? She is alone for the time being." There was silence in the car. The driver finally said: "As long as her brother is in the hospital and then is still doing his studies, she will come to a home. There is so good care." Mike was struck by lightning. Should she go to a home now? Mike couldn't let that happen. You never know what she's going to do. Will she find friends there? And can he see her? He didn't want Layla to come to a home. So he said: "You can't do that. ... She can live with me for so long. My parents certainly don't mind. She is better off with me than in such a home. Right now she needs someone to join her It cannot simply be swept away from its surroundings. "
The men listened sincerely to him. They finally arrived at the hospital. The passenger said: "We will talk to the youth welfare office again. Maybe they will agree to what you said.I don't promise anything. "Mike looked at the man a little relieved. Everyone finally entered the hospital. Mike felt how depressed she was now. She clung tight to Mike's arm. The tears never stopped flowing. They climbed into the elevator. They drove into the third floor, where they went to room 345. There was only one person in one bed.
The four entered the room. Bryan was lying in this bed. His right leg was broken. Abrasions and bruises graced his body. There was also a bandage around his head. Layla walked slowly towards Bryan. Mike followed her carefully. The men stopped at the door. Layla was now standing next to the bed. She looked at her brother's body. He made no reaction. She took his hand and held it tight. At that moment Bryan's head moved and his eyes opened. His first words were: "There you are at last. I thought you didn't want to come anymore."He raised his hand and stroked Layla's face. She couldn't go on. She threw herself around her brother's neck and started crying. It was too sad and too bad for her. Her parents had died in the accident and her brother was lying down seriously injured in hospital. It was too much for her. Now she needed someone to hold on to. She needed a good friend. Layla was crying her eyes. It took half an hour to stop crying. Bryan realized, that was very attached to her parents and to him.
After another hour everyone left because Bryan still needs a lot of rest. The next stop was the morgue. Once there, Layla had to cry again. She even cried in the hall where her parents were lying. She held onto Mike tightly. She couldn't take so much pain and loss in one day. It was really too much for her today. The two men then took them home.When he arrived at Mike's, his mother immediately asked: "Where have you been for so long? We were worried." At that moment, she saw Layla still shedding tears. She was still clutching Mike's arm. The mother asked: "What happened? Why are you so sad?" She ran her hand over Layla's cheek.
Mike said: "Can she stay with us for a while. Her brother is in the hospital and her parents ..." He couldn't say it himself, because tears came slowly to him too. He wiped away the first tears. His mother said: "It's okay. I understand. She can stay here. ... Go to your room, Mike. I'll call you when the meal is ready. Okay?" Mike nodded and went to his room with Layla.
It was a tough time for Layla. The youth welfare office saw that she was in better hands with Mike. Some things were brought in for Layla. She didn't go to school for the next few days. It was too hard for her. The others in the class weren't surprised why Layla didn't come to class.You made jokes about her. Everyone laughed at it - except Mike. He knew the truth and didn't feel like laughing. Some noticed that something was wrong with Mike. They kept asking him, but he always said he was fine.
Then everyone thought that his girlfriend had left him. And the girls slowly got back to him. But Mike wasn't interested. He thought about the last few days. Layla had gone to the hospital every day to see Bryan. Bryan got better and better. Soon he would be released from the hospital. Two weeks passed. The funeral took place during this time. Mike hadn't shown up for class that morning. He wanted to accompany Layla so that she could have a rest. Bryan was unable to attend as he was still in the hospital. When Mike came to school he wore black clothes. Everyone wondered why he came in black. Otherwise he always wore happier clothes. Now everyone realized that something was wrong with Mike.