This is a Edward/ Jasper fic. It's my first one so you know give me some credit if I fuck it up :)
SUMMARY: Edward wins Jasper while gambling with Aro to be his "slave". Edward isn't used to being a Dom, and he wants to start a real relationship with Jasper. But Jasper hasn't been shown this affection before, and with his past, can he really trust someone to give his heart too? First fic, gimme a break. Oh and it's human.
RATED: M (If you don't like boy on boy, what the hell are you doing reading my story?)
DISCLAMER: This is all Ms. Meyers, I'm just borrowing her characters into my own story :)
WARNING: This story contains rape, self harming, and many dark features. If your not up for it, click back!
EDWARD POV
I hated parties. I wasn't even meant to be here but no, 'The Voltrui's are old friends and it would be rude if at least one Cullen didn't show up.' I now regret telling my mum and dad that I was free this Friday; my sibling could of giving me some warning. Emmett's excuse – he was meeting his girlfriend Rosalie's parent's for the first time and he had to make a good impression. Yeah right, I bet he was actually spending a night in her apartment having "fun." Bleh. Rosalie is a beauty alright, but I'm gay so I don't even feel slightly jealous. My sister Alice had an excuse similar, she was meeting a boy called James, but I got the feeling she was doing it so she didn't have to go to the party. She's a smart thing. And my parent's – the source to my problem – had to attend some party because my mother Esme was the Maid of Honour and it would see rude for my father Carlisle not to go with her. They had claimed that Kate and Garrett were old friends too, and it would spoil their relationship they had created over the years with them.
But that's no excuse! The Voltrui were also old friends and it was obvious they didn't want to ruin there relationship with them too!
Okay, I sounded like a three year old whining, but sending a twenty two year old in to some place with people he doesn't know isn't a smart move. A butler with whiskey walked by, and I quickly grabbed a glass of it. Liquid courage would have to get me through this dreadful night. Near where I sat, I watched Aro Voltrui and his brothers (or so they called themselves) Marcus and Caius gambling their money to some blonde hair man who I think was called Mike Newton. It didn't matter if the Voltrui's lost the money, they had enough to give away to all the poor countries in the world. But Mike Newton clearly needed the money, and he was a fool for trying to win against the Voltrui's. They were oddly skilled when it came to things like this, especially Aro. I watched with no amusement as, once again, Aro won. He grinned happily at Mike, while Mike groaned and downed whatever he was drinking. Marcus caught me watching, and all I could think was shit as I saw him lean in to whisper in Aro's ear. When Aro looks up I look down, staring into my drink. I know what he'll be wanting, and I can hardly refuse, old friends, remember that Edward, I remind myself silently.
"Edward Cullen! Is that really you dear boy?" I hear Aro call out, and a few heads turn my way. I looked up slowly, then fakely smile.
"Hello Aro, it's good to see you."
"My, it is you! You have changed a lot since I've last seen you!" he probably can't remember what I looked like when I was fifteen, the last time I saw him. "You have your fathers face but your mother's hair colour! Such a strange colour..." he muttered. My hair was some bronze colour, but it did change often; it got darker, lighter, it was weird. He stared off into the distance when Caius leaned in and whispered in his other ear. Aro smiled and nodded. He too looked at me, then with a small grin he said, "Mr. Newton, I see you have bet and lost enough. Let's not get your lovely wife Jessica too mad at you." Small laughter erupted from around him. I see his blonde head nod slowly, then with a loud cough he stands – or staggers – up, and walks towards the bar. And I'm waiting, because I know I'll be called over and if I want to keep this good relationship I will gamble whatever he wants.
"Thank God he's gone, Edward come over here!" I could hear the smile in his voice. I sighed, down my drink, the burn down my throat doing nothing to 'get me in the mood'.
Fuck liquid courage I think as I walk over to Aro and settle myself in the seat Mike just left. "You want something to drink, kid? Shots sound okay? Hey Paul," he calls to the bartender, "Get us some shots over here!" Paul nods and turns away. "So," he starts as we wait, "How's you father keeping?"
I smile a little and say, "He's keeping well, thanks. He was so upset that he couldn't make it tonight. Esme too. They both send their apologises."
"Oh nonsense! Nonsense! It was just terrible timing! Cannot be helped! But I'm glad you showed up! We can start talking about your future! What you planning on doing, huh? Being a doctor like your dad?" He smirked.
Yes, my dad was a doctor. And a good one too. He worked at The Voltrui and Co. Hospital ~ Forks. It was just a small building but they had built on there. The Voltrui pretty much owned all the hospitals in the USA and a couple in Italy, as their business partners were from there. They make millions by sponsors and all as they have agreed to begin making some in Africa, and also, they have fantastic surgeons, doctors and nurses, my father included in that favourite list. My father used to work in the huge hospital in Seattle but my mother often complained that it was too far for him and we hardly got to see him. He was also exhausted. So, my father had invited Aro around as that seemed the simplest way to talk to him, but it was a quick one hour meeting where dad was told he could move to Forks hospital if that was easier and that the move would take in two weeks. We hadn't been happier. That was when I was fifteen. Something else had happened that night, but I can't really recall it, it would probably come back to me.
That's when I realized he was waiting for an answer. Shit. "Um," I blushed, "I don't know yet. I'm torn between my music and writing. I haven't really considered being a doctor..." His smile dropped slightly, "but," I quickly recovered, "I am thinking about looking into it. My father has told me many interesting things about being a doctor." He smiled at that, good. Finally, or more like thank God, our shots arrived. I took mine quickly but waited for Aro to down his first. He smiled and said "How about we make this toast to you Cullen's?" A small chuckle swept through the table from others. I smirked and nodded before he said "The Cullen's." A small murmur of "The Cullen's" were muttered after him. He downed his and I followed right after him. It tasted vile, but I needed it.
Marcus whispered in his ear yet again, and Aro's face lit up. His eyes darted to outside in the car park, a clear view of my car sitting there.
"So Edward that's a very nice car you got there..." he nodded towards the car park, where my most prized possession sat. I merely nodded, he didn't want me to bet that, did he? "What's it's make?"
"Uh, it's a Mercedes-Benz CLS Class Coupé."
"Hmm... lovely..." I nodded, but he was still' staring at my car. After a few more seconds of staring, he turned to me, his eyes sparkling and a huge grin plastered on his face. "What do you say to another round of shots?" Before I could protest he had already shouted at Paul for more. I sighed, might as well endure it.
"Well, what you say Edward?" He said as our drinks arrived, "Up for a gamble?" Not in the slightest.
I took my shot, downed it again without tasting it's vile contents before saying, "Alright, what are we gambling here? Money?" How did I get the feeling my car would be involved? My poor car.
"Hmm..." Aro started, taking his shot and quickly finishing it. "We could do that, but hey, that's boring! Why don't we do something more... extreme?" I'm going to kill dad if I loose my car. He can buy me a new one.
"Um... what did you have in mind?" I already knew, lets just pretend I don't.
"Well," he leaned forward slightly; Marcus and Caius did the same, each holding their own sparkle in their eyes. "How about that car of yours? Hmm, that would be a good gamble, right?" I pretend to ponder, but I know my answer. I nod. "Excellent! Now what should I give you if you win." Snickers are heard. Then his eyes darken and his smirk finally rolls of his face into a very tight smile. "I bet Jasper."
Silence falls around our table. I look confused. Jasper? He's betting a guy? What the fuck? "Sorry, but who?" He turns his almost black eyes to me, they look me up and down before saying, "Your father mentioned the last time I saw him that you had came out and said you preferred men..." I blushed and looked down. God when did I suddenly feel self-conscious? "Is that true?"
"Um... yes..."
"Don't be embarrassed, I love men too, especially Jasper..." he smiled fondly at the mention of his name. I smiled too, my blush fading slowly.
"But would he be okay with you... um... betting him?" He laughed, and that kinda pissed me off. I was only sticking up for this Jasper guy.
"Jasper is my slave, or some people may say my sub, and he has been so for a number of years. I have taught him well, he will do anything for me whenever I ask. He's a good little pet..." He said that part more to himself. He sighed in a very fake manner, "It will be sad to see him go, but we will see if I have to let him go." That smirk got bigger. I just nodded, still curious about Jasper.
"Can I at least see him before we begin?"
"Now, now Edward! That would spoil the surprise! I can assure you, you won't be disappointed." He said that part huskily, so I figured it wasn't a lie. I nodded slowly.
It begun. In the middle of the table, a roulette game already set up. As the ball began to spin, I waited for Aro to make his guess on which number the ball would land on. Finally he said "Red, 34"(*) He looked up at me then, his eyes looking slightly nervous. "Your turn, Edward."
I was nervous. I really wish I had just said no, or tried to. My fucking car was depending on that little shiny ball.
"Edward, hurry up!" Aro's voice hissed at me, suddenly cold.
"Uh... Black, 13." I picked the first one I saw.
Aro smirked slightly as the ball steadily slowed down, "you know, Edward," he cooed, "13 is unlucky for some." Shit, mother fucker, bloody hell! 13? Why don't I just HAND my car keys over? I closed my eyes with a sigh, this was terrible. I could actually cry right now. Why, why, why, why...
Many breaths sucked in, a "no way" escaped from some lips.
I opened my eyes.
Black, 13.
Fucking black 13!
I wasn't even gonna fight the grin off my face! I had won, I still had my car, and now I had Jasper? I had beaten Aro! I couldn't HELP but smile! I would of laughed at Aro's shocked face as it stared at the small ball if he wasn't my father's boss.
"Wow..." he muttered, "you beat me, Edward Cullen, amazing." My watch beeped, it was just hitting midnight. I knew I couldn't drive home, no point loosing my licence to drink driving. I would call friend Jacob, he wouldn't be drinking and I know he would pick me up. "Excuse me..." I muttered as I pulled out my iPhone and quickly found Jacobs number. I turned and walked out the door to find some peace to call him with. Once I was sure I would hear over the blazing music and talking, I pressed call. After a couple of rings, he picked up.
"Edward, what the hell man? Bella almost woke up! Your lucky I'm still up or I would have ignored this call." He ranted on. Jacob and Bella had been a couple for four years and had just gotten engaged. I was really happy for them as Bella was like a sister to me. When I had first met Jacob, I hated him. But I was only playing the "big brother" role that she never had.
"I know Jake, and I'm sorry. It's just tell I've been drinking and I really need a lift..."
"Could you not of called at like ten? Not when I'm just getting into bed?"
"Please Jake! I owe you one big time if you do! Just... get a taxi, get over here, drive me back to mine and then I'll pay for another taxi to take you home? Please? Please?"
"Urgh! Fine Cullen, I'll do it. But only because Bella will be mad if I don't. And you do owe me big time!"
"Thanks Jacob, I'll pay for both taxi's."
"You bet you will," he chuckled, "see you in a few." The line went dead. I turned around and took a step back as I say Aro and his 'brothers' standing behind me. Aro's smile was replaced with a frown.
"Leaving so soon, Edward? Well, if that's the case, you'll have to collect your prize." He pretty much hissed at me. Well, if he didn't want to loose Jasper, why bet him? And then there's another point; what was I going to do with Jasper? I mean, what if he was horrible? I would probably end up sending him back to Aro, saying no thanks. Sigh, maybe he'll be... nice?
"Seth!" Aro snapped at a boy who still looked like he was in his teens. His head snapped up, staring wide eyed at Aro.
"S-sir?"
"Get Jasper!"
"O-of c-co-course s-s-sir!" He all but ran off to a back room.
"Just so you know," Aro's voice had returned to being smug, "Jasper is a freak. He'll be expecting loads of order's from you, or he will become very upset." Small laughter yet again. At the thought of Jasper being called a freak, I felt rage. But I didn't even know him yet, so why feel it? Did I already feel the need to protect him now that he was mine? What the fuck Edward! Get your head out of the gutter!
Then I heard the shaky voice of Seth saying, "S-sir! I h-have him sir!" I looked up as Aro did and gasped at the sight I saw before me.
He must have been in his twenties, but his depressed face made him look older. His blue eyes were full of sadness and his beautiful dirty blonde hair shaped his beautiful face well. Around his neck was a collar which look way to tight – how could he breathe? - with a leash that Seth was holding as he dragged Jasper who was on his hands and knees on the floor. Jasper was hardly wearing anything, his upper body was completely bare – I could see scars and bruises covering his back – and he was wearing very small boxer pants, any shorter and everything would be on show. Why did he let Aro do this to him? The poor man.
"Ah Jasper, my pet," Aro smiled affectionately at him. He took the leash from Seth and gave it a hard tug, causing Jasper to fall on his face. Laughter erupted as he picked himself up and returned to his hands and knees position, which must hurt on this hard floor. "Jasper, my good slave, I have bad news..." Aro eyes harden and Jasper drops his head to the floor, his breathing becoming heavily. I just hear a mumble of, "Whatever I did Master, I'm so sorry, please don't punish me..." Don't punish me? What the hell? Then Aro snaps, "Did I give you permission to speak? You little shit! You've been with me for seven years and you forget the most simple rule? You fucker!" Then he kicks Jasper, knocking him once again face first to the floor. But this time he doesn't make a move as Aro swings his foot forward again to hit Jasper's face.
Oh hell no! Was the only thought that went through my head and I flung myself at Jasper and pulled him into my chest. "Enough Aro!" I growled at him. Jasper turned to head to stare at me as if to say are you mad? But I think I was, sticking up to Aro... But I felt Jasper relax into my arms, and I it felt so... right. And I didn't care how much I had pissed Aro off, he was safe with me. I looked up to see very shocked faces looking down at us; Aro's was classic. When he moved slightly closer, Jasper began to shake and I wrapped my arms more securely around him. My God he's thin.
"Well Jasper," he hissed, "The person who is holding you," he spat those words like it was dirty to touch Jasper, which I can tell you is not true. "That is your new Master, he won you earlier this night. His name is Edward. But what do you call him?"
"M-m-master..." He muttered his eyes dropping from mine; I already missed his eyes looking into mine.
"Speak up!" When he yelled at Jasper, he jumped a little and my arms pulled him closer into my chest. How dare Aro treat my Jasper like that!
My Jasper? Seriously? I sighed at my thoughts and when it hit Jasper's exposed neck, he shivered. Ugh, what a turn on, but I knew this was no time for a boner.
"Master," Jasper said, speaking up in his beautiful scared voice, "I will call him Master." His voice broke at the end of it, and it sounded as if he hadn't drank anything in a while. Was that the case?
"Good pet," he stoked Jasper's cheek, ignoring his shakes, "I will miss you... You may speak."
"I will miss you too, Master Aro..." It sounded fake and I think it was, but it still hurt that he said it. My phone buzzed, scaring Jasper (well it did pretty much buzz on his ass) and I pulled it out of my pocket, blushing as my hand pressed up against the thin fabric of his pants.
Ed, I'm outside, hurry the fuck up! ~Jake
Oh thank god! I thought as I stood up, taking Jasper with me; he stumbled but I kept him up right, my arms still locked around him.
"My rides here," my voice was very tight, I was still pissed off. "Where's Jasper's other clothes?" I heard Jasper sigh as Aro let out a throaty laugh; he was pissed to.
"That is Jasper's only clothes." More laughs. My tight hold on Jasper gets even tighter (I was beginning to worry he probably couldn't breath)
I grit my teeth as I spit out, "Fine then, goodbye Aro, thank you for the drinks. I'm sure my father will call you sometime." And I turn around and leave, gripping Jasper's arm tightly and dragging him out. Then he stops suddenly, gasping a little. I spin around worried when I see Aro is still holding that god damn leash.
I look Jasper in this eyes but he keeps looking away, "Jasper," I whisper, he finally meets my eyes. "Hold still for a second." He nods and looks down, but standing very still. I walk back over to Aro, anger rolling off me.
"Excuse me, Aro," keep calm, Edward, old friends... Then that horrible smirk was back in place and only one thought ran through my head, fuck this old friends shit! "Aro, let go of the leash, now."
"Yes I will Edward, but you need to take it, or he'll be like a lost puppy." Fucking laughter again. I would of punched him by now if he wasn't my dads boss.
"Right," I say, take the leash from him and walk back over to Jasper, who looks stunned. Cute. I smiled at him and he looked away. Damn, that wasn't the response I was wanting. Oh well. I held the leash loosely in my hand as I took Jasper's arm in my hand again and dragged him out. Finally, fresh air. I began walking to where I saw a taxi – I still had to pay for it – when I looked down and noticed Jasper had no shoes on, and only pants. Damn it, was freezing out here!
"Shit Jasper, here take my jacket!" I took it off but now looked up at me with sad eyes.
"No Master, it's okay. I hardly feel it." It was weird being called Master from someone I hardly knew, but I would tell him to just call me Edward.
"It's Edward, and no. Take it. And I'll carry you, it will hurt walking on this with bare feet." With a sigh he put on the jacket and before he could protest I swung him in my arms, bridal style. He blushed, and I smiled down at him. He looked so lovely when he blushes.
"Master Edward, you may put me down. I'm too heavy..." he blushed heavier and nervously licked him lips. Oh shit that was hot! Wait, NO ERECTION! Come on! Concentrate on what your doing!
"Nope, it's okay; your really light Jasper, are you on a healthy diet?" He shrugs and leans his head on my chest, I smile again. "When was the last time you ate?" He stiffens, I look down to see a confused but nervous look on him face. "Jasper?"
"Um... do you mean a proper meal, Master?" I sigh, it's Edward I think mentally.
"Yeah that's what I mean."
"Oh..." He shrugs again, "I don't know, Master." Now I stiffen and don't reply; he doesn't know? The poor guy, what has Aro done to him?
When we reach the taxi, Jacob comes out of it. "'Bout fucking time," he growls, "Edward pay the guy!"
I roll my eyes and whisper to Jasper, "Could you stand for just a sec, just need to pay the driver." He nods and I set him up right, I make sure he's balanced before taking out my wallet. Jacob gives me a questioning look but I ignore him, I'll tell him later. With a quick nod, the driver pulled away.
"Right, where's your keys?" We're not wasting any time, huh Jacob? Oh well. I didn't really want to hang about here either, I got the feeling Aro was watching. I passed them to him and he began walking towards my car, I picked Jasper up again (he gave a tiny squeak of surprise) and followed Jake. Once we were at my car, Jacob climbed in front while I went in the back with Jasper. After I strapped in and made sure he was too, we set off. He lightly lay his head on my shoulder and sighed; what was wrong?
"Jasper?" He jumped up and moved back, right next to the window, looking terrified. He began to shake. "Jasper, what's wrong?"
"I... I am so sorry, I shouldn't have laid my head on your shoulder without asking, please don't hurt-"
"Whoa, whoa, Jasper, slow down! I wasn't going to hurt you, I was meaning how are you feeling?"
"Oh... I'm sorry..." He mutters with a slight blush, making me smile yet again.
"Don't be sorry, just tell me how you feel."
"I'm... uh... kinda tired..." H e looks away.
"Alright, how about you have a nap until we get to mine and I'll wake you up then?" He nods before closing his eyes. In seconds he's quietly snoring, looking so peaceful and young. That makes me wonder how old he actually is.
"Um, Edward," I look up at a confused Jacob, "what the fuck are you doing with him? What is he, a stripper or something?" I glare at him.
"No Jake, he is not a stripper!" "Well sorry for getting the wrong impression, he's hardly wearing anything! What is he then?"
"He... uh... to be honest, I don't know, I won him-"
"Won him? What the hell?" Jacob screeches. Jasper moans slightly, a small frown appearing on his beautiful face. I pull him over to my side and turn him under my arm protectively.
"Shh Jake! You'll wake him." I murmured.
Jacob stares at us for a second before shaking his head and muttering, "Edward Cullen, what have you gotten yourself into?"
I sigh as I reply quietly, "I have no clue."
Silence falls.
After a couple of minutes, we arrive at my apartment. I shake Jasper, but he doesn't awaken. With a small sigh, I take him back in my arms, and he buries his face into the crook of my neck, breathing in. I smirk, apparently he likes my smell, even in his sleep. I couldn't help but chuckle. He was adorable.
"Here," I throw Jake the keys, "Open the door please!"
He rolls his eyes and mutters, "Yes, sir..."
I smirk at him as I push back some of Jasper's golden curls, then notice he hasn't buttoned up the jacket all the way. I take a breath as I see his chest, he's beautiful. But he's so... small, fragile-like. And then there's the scars and bruises...
I unconsciously grip him closer to me, wishing I knew how he got all those. I knew Aro had something to do with it, but why? He seemed so... innocent.
When Jacob got the door open, I walked in quickly and carefully put him on my sofa, where he muttered some string on words before rolling over. I smiled at him, I could always watch him sleep.
I look over to Jacob and say, "Thanks Jacob, for everything. Do you still want a taxi?"
He shakes his head, "Nah it's okay Ed, no one will bother me." That was true, if anyone did bother him they would be knocked out in seconds, the guy has muscles! Him and my brother Emmett always end up play wrestling to see who is strongest; it's always even.
"Alright then, I'll see you soon," he nods and turns to leave when I stop him, "Jacob!" He turns. "I would appreciate that you didn't tell anyone about Jasper yet, please, just until I figure him out myself?"
After a second of thinking, he nods. "But do it quick, or Bella will get it out of me." He chuckles. I smile as he leaves, thinking that Alice will also get it out of me too. I look at Jasper, he looks like an angel. He mutters with a frown on his face again, a whisper of "stop..." escaping his perfectly carved lips. I frowned, I wish I were a mind reader...
I picked him up, deciding that the couch wasn't too comfy for my... um... guest? As I lay him on my double bed. I quickly pulled back the cover and tucked him in.
Now what? Do I join him? I blushed at that thought. How would he feel about that? Would he panic? I know I would if I woke up with a stranger sleeping next to me. So I pulled out my spare blanket and I took the pillow next to Jasper. His face still held a frown. I sighed, hopefully tomorrow we would start talking, and get him to stop calling me Master, it was kinda weird. So with a sigh I settle down on my sofa, trying to get comfy, but I can't. I give up with a sigh, things will be back to normal tomorrow, Edward, I think. I watch Jasper for a few more minutes, he's thrashing around wildly, muttering and moaning for 'help' and for someone to 'stop'. Pain invades my heart as I wonder what he is dream about. A memory, perhaps? I hope not. My own eye lids beg to close, getting heavier by the second, and before I know it blackness invades me.
And that's the first chapter :) This chapter took me at least a week to write so my updates won't be like everyday! Just so you know :) Please gimme a review or if it ends up being a big waste of time I'll get rid of it! Oh and also, if any of you are interested in what Jasper is wearing, a pic of it will be on my page :) Review? Alert? :) (Also I haven't checked over the writing in it because I wanted to hurry up and get it out on FanFic! So if there is any mistakes please ignore :)