Sometimes Life isn't worth it

I sat down at the table as Jacob continued to argue with Evie who wouldn't listen whilst and instead Henry yelled back at him and grabbing a piece of paper I simply wrote, "Sorry!" before staring at the gun lifted it up to my head and pulled the trigger, because what's the point in living if you can't have the one you love!

Evie rushed in with Jacob and immediately covering his sisters eyes she cried, "No, tell me it's not him!" Jacob looked away before trying to muster an assassin spoke, "Yes Evie, it is!" Evie broke down trying to dismiss it but as the blood trickled to their boots it was hard no to, "It didn't have to end like this...he could have gone into the next portal, met someone else anything but this!" and looking down at her he snapped, "It still isn't registering is it?? HE. LOVED. YOU. TO ****. HE KILLED FOR YOU. PROTECTED YOU. HE DIED FOR YOU!" she cried before looking down took a breath before looking into her eyes said, "Come on let's go into the next carriage, there's nothing we can do now!" she shook her head before snapping, "The shroud!" Jacob snapped back, "He would have been dead for hours, it only heals wounds not bringing them back to life!" Evie cried into his arms and taking an upset breath he said, "It's just another Templar Evie, one less on our streets!" she pushed him away before wiping tears away from her eyes snapped, "How can you think of him like that! He is was our friend!" and snapping back he said, "Because if I don't think of him like that then I don't know what I will do. It's the only thing that isn't making me break down and cry for my friend and it's the only that isn't making me put a bullet in Henry's head and yours! It's your fault even with you rejections you teased him but no as soon as that Indian bastard came back you dropped him like an unwanted gun or unwanted clothing. This time I mean this...After Charles' **** I am gone!" and taking the money from the trains safe he simply spoke, "You messed up!" before limping out walked down the stairs leaving Henry to comfort his wife.