Jacob took you to your housebreaking the front door. He put you down on the bed and sat there himself. Weakly you sat up "Sorry." You mumbled. Jacob looked at you on the verge of breaking down.
"So you know?" Jacob asked, "you know I'm with the Assassin order?"
"There's an assassin order? I just knew you were some hooded guy running around."
"Bullshit your working with the Templers aren't you?" He yelled.
"I don't know who they are, Jacob! Could you please tell me what's going on!?" You sobbed "I just want to know what's going on! Why do you run around risking your life with your sister!? Why is Abberline in on it!? who the hell was Maxwell Roth!?" Jacob looked at you, genuinely surprised. "And most of all, why are you AVOIDING ME!?"
Jacob breathed heavily "After that night I saw Roth come over to your house. I assumed that you two worked together." he admitted putting his head in his hands "God I'm sorry. You were so important to me why didn't I just see Roth was using you? I'm so fucking worthless-" You kissed him. He returned the sentiment you both sat there, comfortable in each others company. He pulled away "I've got to warn you (Y/N) I don't have an easy life. If you feel at all that you don't want that, I'll let you go."
"Jacob Frye. You see that box on my desk." He nodded "Get it and open it." He did as you said. He pulled out the gun and examined it.
"This was my gun, you can't get this style anymore. It broke after a fight, and I threw it." He looked at you incredulously.
"You used to come by here every night. You used to make me feel safe every night, and you didn't even notice. I trusted you so much that I wanted to know who it was so I could thank him. I climbed that wall and got the gun to fix it. I even hurt myself on the way down. Why the hell would I do that just because?"
Jacob walked over to you, kissing you gently and laying you down on the pillows. He rolled to the side, hugging you into his chest "Okay, I'll tell you about the Assassin's order."
YOU ARE READING
Jacob Frye X Male Reader. Artistic Difference.
Mystery / ThrillerIn a world where Jacob cares about the anonymity of the Assassin's, a young man finds himself embedded in the mystery of who the man under the hood is. Who is he? Who are you? What are the assassins?
