River let her body fall in bed like there was nothing more to life while "Mad World" could be heard through her laptop speakers, or maybe it was just playing in her mind as a personification of her life, her current thoughts. She was not sure which was the real situation, but still she allowed herself to follow the song.

"And I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad the dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had..." She sings along staring at her bedroom's ceiling, watching the fan above her going in circles and allowing her middle sized light brown hair to fly. Funny thing was it was winter, the weather was dead cold and she was frizzing but her suicidal instinct kept telling her to turn it on. "Children waiting for the day they feel good, Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday." Now her teeth were beating against each other while she tried to follow the song. She didn't exactly know why and what she was doing, but she couldn't stop it, she couldn't control her mind as much as she could control her actions but her mind was stronger and it would not leave her alone until she was done doing what it wanted. River couldn't take it anymore and so she got up in a jump and stand still for a second, thinking about what she was doing and what she was about to do. Her first thoughts were to walk towards the kitchen and so she did. Good thing her parents were working, she had the house all to herself.

As River approached the kitchen, her heart started beating faster and faster as if deep down there she knew what she was just about to do.

Silver, her little kitty cat made a sound as she saw her youngest owner opening one of the balcony's drawer. It was like the poor animal was predicting what was just about to happen.

The drawer was fully open and River's hand went straight to the first section of cutlery, she slowly grabbed the biggest and sharpest knife that was there. Her not so big hands held the knife in a very psychotic way while without even noticing, a track of tears streamed down her cheeks. Yet, she was not sobbing nor her breath was heavy. She was just there, doing it without being able to understand her actions and why she was acting that way. She had no control left of her mind. It was just her actions but yet she felt like she was also losing that.

"Meow." Silver made a noise but she still didn't take her eyes off of the knife while she held it in the air, right above her breasts pointing to her chest.

River took one last sigh and got ready to move both her hands down so the knife could cross her heart and like that end her endless yet inexplicable pain and urge to put an end to her life. As she was doing so, a sudden lousy and unbelievably loud noise was heard in her head making her hands release the weapon in agony to hold her ears. The sound was coming louder and louder each second and to River it felt like her head was about to blow up, which in reality wouldn't be a bad thing if it wasn't as painful and torturing as it was being.

Her hands would not leave her hears and she was getting even more desperate by the second, walking in 'S' all over her kitchen scaring her kitty away. If anybody ever saw that scene they would probably think there was some sort of exorcism happening in there. Agonized shrieks came after a while as she fell to the floor and allowed her body to curl up in a comfortable way, or as comfortable as one could be in such situation.

Realizing that noise would not go away anytime soon she decided to let go of her ears and just lay there, waiting for the time and pain to take her away but that was when the painful noise stopped, leaving her to a simple and infinite "beep". River felt deaf for a while and got desperate in the thought of it but far, very far away she started to hear Silver meowing and a sigh of relief escaped from her lips.

"What in the freaking world!" She said to herself trying to get up but she was still a little dizzy from the latest events. Nothing was making any sense in her mind and now more than ever, River felt the huge need to simply end it all, sadly she had realize some part of her wasn't allowing it to happen or at least was not allowing her own self to do it. River had to come up with a solution and after a couple minutes thinking she did so.

If her weakness and the damn coward inside her were not permitting her finishing it all, she had no other option but to pay someone else to do it. Quickly and as fast as she could, the nineteen year old Irish girl started searching online for ways to find a professional assassin to do the dirty work. Her searching and surfing through the internet journey were rough and took a couple days, days that she had to pretend to her parents that everything was alright, that her life would carry on. Not that her mother would actually care, but still.

Fifth day after her failed attempt, River was just getting ready to give up on her insanely crazy idea when she got to the 50th page of google and finally found something interesting.

'The Homicide Squad. Come and get it.' At first sight, River thought it was some sort of joke but something in her instincts was telling her to open the website and she did so.

'Hello fellow murderer, welcome to Eastrock homicide Squad. We are a big community of assassins placed in Eastrock but we have workers all over the world. You need a little help? We are here to satisfy your needs, all you have to do is fill in the form bellow and pay straight away with your credit card. You must not worry about your own safety and exposure, we are professionals and we know exactly what we are doing. We do not get caught, ever! Most sincerely,

Garret Eastrock'

Eastrock? River had never heard of that place and had no idea where it was situated but somehow she felt something really weird whenever that word appeared in front of her eyes, as if her blood was boiling right in her veins, but perhaps it was just the urge and need to fill in the damn form. All the form asked was the target's description and she obviously described herself and gave them the name, the place where she would be and then furthered to pay the bill.

Now, she was only hopping for it not to be some sort of joke or something made up by the police to actually catch the bad guys. Well, if it was that then she had nothing to worry about, she was not trying to kill anyone but herself after all.

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A/N: Hey guys! So this is it, the first chapter! I sincerely hope you guys like it and that it is catchy enough to make you want to keep reading. My writing ain't perfect but I write with my heart and soul and far more important then all the grammar mistakes and such that might exist, there is the feeling I put onto it and as long as you can understand the story and all, I think it's fine ♥ I ask you one thing, do not be rude or judge me, I sincerely ask because I'm not really in the best times of my life to handle any kind of disapproval, bad judging words especially if they are rude, I wouldn't be asking this if it really wasn't important and right now writing and this are the things keeping me going and keeping me distracted from all the bullshit so if you don't like it just ignore it. But if you do like it please comment away, vote if you wish so I don't know, I just really hope you like it ♥ Second chapter coming hopefully in a short amount of days! Much love!