Assassin's Creed Syndicate: My Revolution

(15) A Promise Always Kept

A/N- Guess who's back...

I know I suck at writing. I know I do. I just...

I suck...

There...

If I haven't said it enough.

I'll never get anywhere in life.

Oh well...
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Several months had passed since I had last spoken to Jacob, screaming and yelling at him to get out of my life.

Those months were terrible and slow, making my life a complete hell.

Aleck was trying to help me, trying to get me to love a bunch of men that I just wasn't interested in. He also had gotten invited to a party that was supposed to be held in the evening on this day, and I wasn't ready to face whatever was going to be before me.

I still worked with Henry and Evie, but made very little to no contact with Jacob. He would leave every time I would attempt to come around the train hideout.

Crawford Starrick was also beginning to be friendlier to me after out short "makeout" session if you would even call it that. He was always flirting with me, but I called him out on it one day.

For some reason, though, he never called me out on the day he saw me with Jacob.

It was like he didn't even remember.

I knew he did, but every time I would bring it up, he'd change subjects or act like I had nothing to do with the upbringing of what I did.

Seasons had changed from white fluffy clouds in the sky that spit out the tiny little white flakes of water that landed and piled up onto the sidewalks, to the beautiful and lively blooming of spring where all the beautiful flowers and trees started to form anew once again, bringing the fresh leaves and petals of what they once were before.

Sidewalks still bustled like always, people scrambling to get to their daily locations, and children working their tail ends off in the factories.

For me... the time went slowly.

I felt like I was maturing each and every day, learning new techniques and ways of living here in London.

Hearing from my father, Caleb, was extremely rare but whenever he would send a message, he would send me a letter about three pages long, front and back about his daily life and how my step mother was doing.

Everything was going extremely well for them.

Now, for the dog, who I ended up named Amos, he ended up getting taken away from me by an older couple who saw him in the back of Aleck's house one day, and I let them take him as their guard dog.

His time with me wasn't long, but he kept me company through my depression of being away from Jacob.

Things were seeming to be going alright.

Until the night of the dance.

I was dressed in a beautiful dark blue gown that resembled my grandfather's robe, it was strapless and mended very well to fit my figure and it was very flowing.

It was extremely beautiful with a sparkling top half and once it cut off at my waist, it turned into a silk like texture. 

Something that I felt comfortable in.