Suicide

I stayed hung up on the book till midnight, discovering crazy new things about my wolf. The impact the last person who had it, left in the world and so many other things. The energies, abilities and powers were numerous but there was a limitation to all of them.

If they would be used for evil, it would backfire and there was certain I could use it too, if I was not charged in my spirit. If I exerted myself too much also, it could cause breakdowns in different forms. 

The most important thing was the host of this rare and ancient wolf was well trained. I dropped the book and rubbed my eyes gently, they had done a very good work that night. I headed to the kitchen to get a glass of water, going out to see Karima was no longer visible that night.

As I drank water from the cup, I heard some fussing from outside. The complex was not usually noisy and I wondered what was going on, especially given that it was late in the night. 

I moved to the window to peep and see who and what was causing the commotion. There were a few people outside, right on the ground floor but I could barely see their faces because of the floor I was looking out from. 

But I was very sure of one thing, I saw Karima amongst those people. At that moment, I wished my eyes were supernaturally opened to see. Immediately, they were activated and I could see everyone on the ground floor clearly.

Karima looked trouble, and scared. I was pretty sure I had seen that face before, but I could not pinpoint it. But what was more important was the reason why these people were outside at night, murmuring and lamenting, with terrible expressions on their faces.

I took my head outside the window and the cold breeze sent chills to my body, giving me Goosebumps.

I turned to the direction in which the people were looking and realized someone was actually trying to jump off the railings at the balcony of their apartment.

What was this? In the middle of the night? At that point, I got scared for the person too, like every other person was.

But looking closely, I realized and my jaw dropped, with my mouth wide open that it was Rowland I was seeing.

For a minute there, I thought I was mistaken but I was not. Why on earth was he attempting suicide?

 Without even thinking, I rushed out of my apartment, intending to go to his, as fast as I could. And on getting out, I realized, that I did not even know his unit.

"Oh heavens!" I exclaimed. I had not even come out with my phone. What to do, what to do? I could not get my mind in a place, because it did not even make sense that a multi billionaire is willing to kill himself, and what?? Leave the riches behind? I could not wrap my head around it.

I headed to the ground immediately, without using the elevator. I concluded it would take long so I decided to use the stairs and I swear, I almost died. I finally, got to the ground floor after so many minutes, hoping that nothing that happened.

Thankfully, he was still sitting on the railings, looking so calm and unshaken. I could not even tell what was on his mind. 

 "Mira." Karima reached out and I went to where she was. 

"What's going on?" I asked her the moment I got to where she was, holding her hand and trying to soothe her non-verballu.

 "I have no idea, either." She responded. People were still outside, making shouts at him and expressing their fear.

 "Rowland please." I muttered under my breath, hoping there was a way he could hear me. "Don't do this."

For a few minutes more, we watched him till he got off the railings to his balcony. He was safe now, at least.

Without even paying attention to we that were on ground, he walked into his apartment and closed the glass slide door. 

 Everyone literally felt relieved. I was, too. 

"What unit is he?" I inquired from Karima.

  "2025." She replied and immediately, I headed into the apartment complex again. 

Ringing the doorbell with one hand, I banged the door with another, endlessly. Soon the door unlocked from the inside and I let out a deep breathe, preparing myself for whatever I was going to say there.

I walked inside and just Rowland's back as he walked back in. 

 "Rowland." I called but he did not stop until he got to the living room, then he turned around to face me.

 "It's late, Mira." He said to me and I really held myself back from sneering. See who was preaching.

"What was that earlier?" I asked..

 "What?" He raised his brows, pretending.

"Don't even do that! What could have possibly put you on the verge of suicide, hm?" I nagged.

"Suicide? Nobody was trying to commit suicide." He responded, with his hands in his pocket.

 "What do you mean?" I furrowed my brows.

"And what does it matter to you, Mira?" He retorted, barely letting me finish my words.

"Rowland." I called out softly, reflecting slowly on what had happened with us earlier. I could remember shutting him out when he wanted to talk to me and I really regretted it.

"I am sorry." I said to him. 

"For what?" He pressed.

"Not giving you listening ears. It was very wrong of me to shut you out in that manner." 

 He looked away, looking pained. I had hurt someone without knowing it.

"Please leave." He said, putting me on the spot.

"Rowland, we can always--"

"I don't want to do anything. Talk with you or listen to the apologies, it makes me feel pathetic and I don't want it. Have a good night's rest, Mira." He dismissed me and walked into his room.