Her //Jacob Frye - Assassins Creed Syndicate//

Chapter 13

Isla's pov

I woke up to small snores. I turned my head to see Jacob asleep cuddling me. His head was against my neck and his arms holding me close. I turned to face him carefully so I wouldn't wake him. I then realized I was naked and so was he. I blushed and thought about what happened the night before.

I heard him groan and I quickly closed my eyes pretending to sleep when I heard him shift and move a bit. By now I could tell he was awake because his hand moved to tracing my facial features. I tried to keep the smile off my face. His hand went from my cheeks nose and to my lips. I opened my eyes to see him studying my face.

"Well hello." He said. I blushed.

"Why are you touching my face?" I asked and he smiled.

"Because you're beautiful." He said. I rolled my eyes playfully and turned to see my clothes in a pile in the corner of the room. I grabbed my jacket that was covering me and stood up.

"No don't leave yet." Jacob said grabbing my arm.

"Jacob I need to put my clothes on." I said. He groaned and let go turning away. I rolled my eyes and quickly went over and slipped on my clothes. I turned back to see him smirking at me.

"Pervert." I muttered and he laughed sitting up and putting his own clothes back on.

"Well I guess that was a pretty good date." He said jokingly.

"The best, liberate children, almost get kidnapped in the process, then watch the sunset and have sex. Great date." I said sarcastically.

"Ya ya, come on I'm sure we are needed at the train." He said grabbing my hand and we went out of the warehouse and off to the train.

"So Isla." He said out of nowhere.

"So Jacob." I mimicked him. He gave me a look.

"I was thinking-"

"Don't hurt yourself love." I said smiling. He playfully glared at me.

"I was thinking maybe when this is all over maybe you'd stay here with me. I know staying on a train isn't ideal but it's better than an abandoned warehouse.." he said. I frowned at him.

"Jacob... I um.. I had actually planned to go back to Scotland after this-" he cut me off.

"You were going to leave?" He said hurt and let go of my hand.

"No-" He chuckled.

"Of course you were going to leave, why did I think you'd stay? It's not like this relationship means anything." He said out of nowhere. I looked at him shocked.

"Whoa ouch. If you'd let me finish I was going to say yes I did plan to leave... but that was before I had these feelings for you. But if this relationship means nothing than I guess ya I will be leaving for Scotland soon there won't be anything keeping me here anyway." I said to him and he shook his head.

"Isla please-" I scoffed.

"No your going to try and take back what you said, no that's not how it works. If you didn't mean it, you wouldn't have said it." I said and left him standing alone on the sidewalk. I walked alone and felt angry tears hit my face. I wiped them away and saw the train station. I didn't want to go back knowing he'd be there.

Screw him. Screw him and all of London for that matter.

I turned to the bridge and walked along it. I got up to the top and looked out over the Thames. It was beautiful. I sat down in the edge and cried. Why would he say that. That what we had meant nothing. He said he loved me and I believed him. Why did it hurt so much.