The sound of horns of the cars amidst the city's traffic keeps slamming inside my ear as the indistinct chatter of enthusiastic crowd helps ramming every sanity that was left in my body.

I want to die...

I have always wanted to die.

I breathe heavily as I took a step at the edge of the rooftop's railing. I stared at the crowd. I watch them laugh and walk enthusiastically. I slowly closed my eyes while embracing the soft dances of the cold wind. A weak smile etch in my quivering lips.

I will end this misery today.

I released my tight grasp at the cold metallic railings of the rooftop. My mind went blank as I heard horrendous scream from every people who unfortunately witness me jump from the top of a 15 floored building.

I think it's the end.

I finally could embrace peace and serenity.

But cursed every pit of hell.

I am still alive as fvck.

"Good morning, Cat!" I groaned frustratingly as I woke up in my bed soak with my own blood.

"I see... the weather is perfect for another day of jumping at the top of a rooftop. How was it?" I glared at Jack who brazenly tease me amidst my suffering. I rolled my eyes and raise my middle finger at him.

"Don't mess with me assh*le. I'm not in the mood." He laughed so hard I almost want to punch him at his face.

But I still got a lot of things to do.

I stood up and felt my body shaking.

"C'mon milady. Don't you need help? Just ask your handsome and dearest friend right here." He winks while giving me his brightest (and flirtatious) smile.

"Don't you even fvcking take a step." I look at him. And he suddenly shut his lips. "I will take a shower. Clean up the mess in this room and put this blood-soak sh't at the trash." I said pertaining at my clothes which got drenched with my blood. I obediently obeyed my order as I went inside my bathroom and took a shower.

It has always been like this.

I am... unable to die.