Bright light glistened through the windows, awaking Jacob from a deep slumber. A groan left his lips as he turned over, burying his face in a pillow. A sudden feminine aroma entered through his nose, making him jerk up.
"What the bloody hell...?" He looked at the soft pillow he was lying on, noticing it wasn't his, "Where the fuck am I...?" The young man looked around the area, feeling slight discomfort, "Sh-?!" Jacob covered his mouth once seeing a familiar figure lie right beside him.
Oh, bloody hell... It happened... Christ! I can't believe it fucking happened! Jacob squeezed his eyes tightly as he palmed himself on the forehead, Why did I fucking follow through this?!
"Mmm... hm?" Rose stretched, turning, lying on her stomach, snuggling up with the other pillow.
Shit... shit... SHIT! Jacob hopped over her swiftly, hurrying to escape before she awoke, Okay... where the hell are my clothes? Jacob searched around, stunned that they weren't anywhere near, What the bloody hell happened last night?! He thought to himself, tensing up by anxiety, knowing fully well of what happened the night before.
"What the...?" Jacob walked down a small hallway, noticing his clothes were cleaned and set neatly on a chair, "Did Rose...?" The young man was amazed by how his clothes looked completely new, "Why did she...?" He chuckled faintly to himself, feeling shameful for how things were turning out.
The young man knew the reason for last night was to move on, but after recollecting of what happened beforehand, he felt it was too soon for both, himself and Rose, to take that big step. Yes, they've spent time together. Yes, they've teased one another from time to time. Yes, they've had a strong connection as years passed. But there was a sharp piercing pain in his chest, telling him everything was not cleared up enough for them to take this step. Jacob took his time on putting on his clothes, thinking of what to do and what he has to fix before anything goes further between them.
I love her ever so deeply, but all it does is obliterates me so harshly to where I can barely stand anything anymore... He sighed deeply, covering his face, All the love I have for that woman, does nothing, but freezes my heart when things go south every time it involves her! Jacob bit his cheek hard, trying to move his attention of pain elsewhere, in yet, it was nothing compared to the pain in his heart, I have to move on... I need to move on... I can't do this to myself anymore. Everything will be over once I say my good-bye's to the love I have... had for Evie. He groaned, feeling the pain become sharper, I'll be back, Rose... I just need to put an end to this once and for all...
Jacob walked back and saw Rose was still fast asleep on her bed, sleeping peacefully, "Sleep well my beautiful Rose." The young man chuckled faintly, kissing her cheek before walking downstairs to the bar to leave the building.
When the young man walked downstairs, he saw it was still an early morning since there was no one in sight. He left the building with a deep sigh as he looked up at the sun that was slowly rising. He placed his top hat on, adjusting his tie and coat before heading off, jumping onto the building in front of him to find the train. As he jumped from building to building for over a half hour, he finally noticed the train. He rushed towards it as he thought through on what he should say and how to put an end to all of this.
Once he reached the train, he stood at the end for several minutes, he breathed in deeply, his hands clenching tightly, then loosening once he exhaled slowly. His jaw tightened by the thought of countless outcomes, but once he saw all the outcomes leading to the same results, he relaxed every muscle, entering the train with all the courage he had to let go. He stood in front of the door to his sisters room, raising his hand to knock. His hand ended stopping midway, clenching tightly as he groaned. Jacob's hand finally knocked on her door, awaiting for her to answer. Once the door was opened, he saw something he didn't want to see, but knew he should've expected it.
"Oh, Mr. Frye. Good morning." Henry grinned sleepily.
"My apologies for intruding your morning so early, I just wanted to talk to my sister about something." Jacob chuckled faintly with a forced grin, trying to ignore the sight of Henry half-naked and Evie still asleep on her bed, "But seeing as to how she's still asleep, I'll leave the matter for later." His grin never left, "Continue to rest well my dear friend and please do tell Evie I have something to tell her once she wakes."
"I will." Henry smiled, waving him off, "Have a nice early morning, Mr. Frye."
"You as well, Greenie." Once the door was closed, Jacob sighed deeply, wondering to himself on what to do until then, "Well, I guess I should do my usual rounds." He rubbed the back of his neck, heading to get off the train, "Though... there is one other thing." The young man chuckled faintly, thinking of trying to ready himself for a new future.
Jacob checked around London, seeing if there was any danger going on, but only a few thefts here and there and a couple assaults occurred as he made his way to a few shops. Once he finished his usual routine in the morning and finished getting the items that he thought of buying, he headed back to Rose's Pub. Once he reached the destination, he saw a smiling Rose through the window, interracting with her regular customers. As he was heading towards the entrance, he heard a familiar voice he was not prepared to hear so soon.
"Jacob?" Evie called out from behind.
The young man didn't want to turn. He wasn't prepared to talk to her so soon, especially since it was still morning. Jacob was hoping there was more time, but there was no chance for him. He was about to walk forward, pretending he didn't hear, but he stopped, practically signalling he heard his name be called out oh so clearly. A deep sigh escaped as he slowly turned.
"Yes, Evie?" He turned, exposing a bouquet of flowers and a small box in his hands.
Evie's eyes widened by what she saw in his hands. Stung by the sight of things she assumed were presents for the woman that was just a few feet ahead. She examined everything before her. The young woman didn't want to know what was in the box by the cause of her heart faltering, but her curiousity overpowered her emotions as she stepped forward, heading toward her brother to question on what is going on.
"I assume those are for that woman?" Evie growled, not being able to say her name.
"She has a name, Evie..." Jacob spoke lowly, his eyes glued to Evies, "And if you must know... yes... they are. As a thank you present for always being there for me."
"Don't lie to me, brother." Her eyes pierced deeply towards his, "You're going to confess, are you not?"
"To be honest, at this very moment, I'm not and that's because I have unfinished business, dear sister." He gripped onto the stems of the flowers, "And you know so very well on what business I'm talking about." His eyes narrowed as he marched towards her.
"Are you referring to me, brother?" She growled.
"If the cap fits, dear sister then-?!"
Without any warning given, Evie gripped tightly onto Jacob's collar and dragged him into an alleyway before using her grappling hook, dragging them both up to the roof. As he was dragged, he dropped the flowers which ended up lying in front of the bar while his hand had a tight grip on the little box. Jacob rubbed the back of his neck, massaging the slight pain he felt from the pull before looking up, over at Evie. A growl left his lips as he approached her with narrowed eyes.
"You could have just told me to follow you!" Jacob spoke firmly, sounding irritated.
"I doubt you would have, brother." Evie glared, "After what happened last night, I bet you would have avoided me for the rest of our days."
"Heh... yes, I'm a bitter man, but with what's been happening lately, I feel what is best for me... for us... is to talk about things to clear everything up before things worsen." Jacob retorted.
"Finally willing to clear things up? Hm?" Evie questioned, feeling doubt.
"The one having to clear things up is you, not me. I already did my part, oh sister of mine. It's your turn to come forward." He growled, "So what do you have to say, Evie? Hm? Do you have something to tell me or are you going to walk off again to not bring up the past?"
Evie clenched her hands tightly, her sky blue eyes becoming darker by anger, "I'll... I'll come forth tonight... once things are sorted out."
"Fine..."Jacob grumbled, turning, "I have some things to do today anyway, so I'll see you back on the train when nightfalls."
"When you say things, do you mean Ms. Moore?" Evie questioned.
"It doesn't concern you, sweet sister." He glanced behind himself, "As you've stated several times to me before, mind your own business as I do mine." Jacob smirked, "Have a nice day, Evie. I'll see you this evening on the train. Until then..." He waved as he ran to jump to the next building, trying to hold himself together.
The young man was about to jump to the next building, but was grabbed, "Actually... would you mind meeting me at this address?" Evie handed Jacob a piece of paper with an address scribbled on it.
"Why must we have a chat elsewhere?" Jacob asked, his curiosity growing.
"I have my reasons... once things are settled on my half, I'll... I'll tell you everything just to put this whole charade we have set behind us. Once and for all, brother..." Evie looked up at him with pained eyes, "Alright?"
Jacob felt anguished when seeing the look of dejection in his sisters eyes, which was making it harder for him to move on. He closed his eyes to try and ignore the pain they both were feeling between one another. As there was a small moment of silence, all Jacob could do was nod his head, looking at her one more time before tearing his eyes off her to walk away. The twins both felt a stab in their hearts as they went separate ways. The feeling reminded them both of the day of Evie's wedding which both regretted for so long.
"Okay... it's time to start anew..." Jacob said to himself, "Even though things are not fully set... I should at least take one small step..." He stopped in his tracks, looking down, pulling out the note and the small box, "Why are things like this?" The young man closed his eyes tightly, clenching weakly onto the box and the note.
Jacob looked at them once more, suddenly seeing an image of Evie on the note with a huge grin on her face like when they were kids and an image of Rose smiling genuinely like she always had whenever she supported him. The young man looked up and through the window, suddenly seeing Rose place the bouquet of flowers he bought for her into a vase with a gentle smile gliding across her face. Once he saw those pale pink lips curl and those ocean blue eyes looking as calm and gentle as ever, it made his weak smile turn into a heart-warming one slowly as he continued to stare at Rose. He was going to give her the present, but something held him back. So all he did was place the present in his jacket pocket and walked away to do his usual routines with his Rooks as time continued to pass.
The sun was beginning to set as Jacob was shoving a bounty into the back of Abberline's carriage. Once he looked over at the sunset, he groaned with irritation beginning to rise as anxiety followed right behind. He felt his way through his pocket to find the piece of paper and pulled it out once his hand landed on it. The young man stared at it for several minutes, figuring out where the destination was. As his mind located where the place was, he started freerunning from construction to construction.
"Well, here it is..." He sighed as he looked down at the entrance from the rooftop of the building in front of it, "Wait... why did she lead me to... a hotel...?" Jacob questioned, concerned of what's about to occur, "Please don't tell me..." He groaned, covering his eyes as his heart raced by the thought of something unforgiving.
Jacob was hesitant on entering, but he had a gut feeling that this would be the only time Evie will come forward to him. He inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly, loosening all his muscles to walk forward. The young man didn't want to be seen on entering a hotel, so he went to the rooftop to enter through there. Once he reached the front desk, he looked at the note once more with the name Rose Moore on it.
"What the bloody hell...?" He mumbled, "Who the hell am I meeting this evening?" He was confused, but shook his head as he resigned, "H-Hello, there was a room booked under the name, Rose Moore?" Jacob felt discomfort begin to rise as he questioned the concierge.
"Ah, I assume you must be Jacob Frye?" The concierge chuckled as he questioned.
"Y-Yes." Jacob pulled the collar of his shirt, feeling as though he was suffocating from it as he swallowed hard as countless thoughts crossed his mind.
"Here you go, sir. Have a nice evening." The man smiled as he handed him a key.
"Thank you." The young man chuckled awkwardly, dashing away once the key was handed toward him.
Once he reached the floor the room was on, he stood in front of the door. He was hesitant on opening the door to where he would rather knock on it, though more likely would want to walk away from it. As the young man built up his courage to unlock the door, he placed the key in the keyhole, his hand shaking to turn it. Jacob ended up holding his breath as he turned the key and the knob, soon walking in.
"Good evening, Jacob."