I want to thank my beta. She has been awesome. Okay so here is the first actual chapter. I hope you like it!
As I race down the road (going as fast as this damn Lamborghini will go), I avoid thinking about how horrid my parents adult figures were. Continuing to speed down the Interstate, I plug in my IPod to the car stereo to find the song that helps me when I need to relax. I know it will make me think that everything will be okay, even if it won't. The song: "No Boundaries" by Adam Lambert.
So here I am still holding on.
With every step, you climb another mountain
With every breathe, it's harder to believe
You make it through the pain
Weather the hurricane
To get that one thing
Just when you think the road is going nowhere
Just when you want to give up on your dreams
They take you by the hand
And show you that you can
There are No Boundaries
Before the song even finishes the first half of the chorus, I am in tears. I don't know why this song always makes me cry. Maybe it's because it helps me realize that I can do anything. But I think the real reason I am crying this time is because I am not sure how to go about fleeing from the vile people that "loved" me and "cared" for me and still make it through.
I decide not to think about that and change the music to Lady Gaga. Then I see a sign that says "Welcome to Forks, WA!"Okay, this place doesn't look too bad, and it doesn't look like a place my parents would look for me. I think I could live here. Maybe.
I look over at the clock and realize that it is 12:00! 'Shit, I need to find a hotel. Okay, there is a Super 8 motel. No, that's too sleazy,' I think to myself.
I see a sign that says "The Pacific Inn." 'Okay, this looks like a respectable place.' I pull into the parking lot and find a spot fairly easy. I get out of my car, making sure I set the alarm (I mean really, wouldn't you if you just parked a $150,000 car in a place you know nothing about?), then walk in the front doors.
I walk up to the desk and ring the bell, and a good-looking man walks up. He sets my gay-dar off like crazy. "Hello, I am Alex. How may I help you?" asks the man across the counter.
"Hey, I'm Edward, and I would like your best room available, please," I say in a semi-sexy voice. I figure that since I still had my credit cards, I could pay cash for this night. I had $1000 in cash and tomorrow, first thing I could go and get an advance and get all the money I could from my all five of my credit cards (which if I'm not mistaken is $10,000 apiece) and rent an apartment.
"Okay, Edward, and how many nights do you wish to stay?"
"I think I will only need to stay one night."
"Are you sure?" he asks flashing me a sexy grin.
"Yeah, 'cause hopefully tomorrow I will find an apartment."
"Well, I hope you do find a fabulous one. Okay, that will be $690.00. Credit, I'm assuming?"
"Actually no, it will be cash," I say while I hand him $700. "And, uh, keep the change," I say leaning over the counter and giving him my best sexy smile. I mean, come on, tonight has been horrid. I could use some relief.
"Why, thank you! And here is your room key. If you need anything, Edward, and I mean anything, call me at the front desk. I'm here until six in the morning," he says moving in towards me.
"Oh, I might just have to take you up on that offer. Just give me some time to settle in," I say sexily as I take the key. He flushes as I walk away.
I look at the key and see I'm on the top floor. I go outside, grab my stuff (including the pack of condoms and lube I keep in the glove compartment), and head up to my room.
When I got up there, I saw that my room took up the whole floor (not that I wasn't used to having the whole floor; I just wasn't expecting there to be this nice of a hotel in this city). I go in, throw my bags down on the bed, hide all my cash and credit cards in it then stuff it under the bed. I go into the bathroom and turn the water on hot and strip down. I jump in and just let all my worries wash right off me.
"God, I need a day at the spa," I say to myself when I realize how tense my muscles are. I finish up and head out of the shower, grab the robe, and head over to the sink to blow dry my hair and style it with gel. "Thank god I keep all my hair shit together."
Once I finish, I head into the living room to call Alex. I press the button for the home office and wait patiently for someone to pick up.
"Hello. This is Alex. How may I help you?"
"Hey. This is Edward, and I think you know what I need help with," I say in my hottest voice.
"Ooh. Well I think I can help you there," He says intensely.
"Fabulous."
"I'll be up in five minutes. Don't start without me," I have heard that line so many times before when I've been on vacation. What! I have my own room, so I take advantage of it.
"Well hurry or I might have to." A classic line of mine. We hang up after that, and I make sure the robe is tied loosely around me but not too loosely.
Knock. Knock. Well, that was quick. I go to the door to let him in. "Hello, so I'm assuming you are here to help me?" I question playfully.
"Why yes, I am," he says as he as he attacks me in a surprise kiss (not that I mind). He closes the door behind him, and we walk in, not breaking the kiss. I force my tongue into his mouth. He moans which only makes me harder than I already am.
I start to undo his vest when he presses his erection into mine. God, he is HUGE! This is going to be HOT. Before I even realize it, I am undoing his shirt and tie hastily trying to get inside those pants. Once I have gotten the pants unzipped, he opens my robe. I break the kiss as I start going down on him, and he breathes in when my mouth goes around his delicious cock.
"GOD, Edward! Such…a warm…mouth you have!" he pants. Alex slides his hand down into my hair and entwines his fingers in my perfectly messy hair.
I soon take all of him into my mouth, which is a lot of work (even for me). When his enormous length is fully inside my mouth, I swallow him, which makes him moan exceedingly loud. Soon his hands are controlling my head, moving it back and forth on his length. I reach up and cup his balls softly.
"Oh, Edward, I'm…going to…come…soon," huffs Alex. I start to take him out of my mouth and nip at the tip. I get a whimper in response.
I trail kisses up his stomach, over his chest, across his neck until I reach his ear. I whisper, "I want to fuck your brains out and have you come with me while you scream my name." I nibble on the lobe of his ear and only get a moan in response.
I move him toward the bed, lay him on it, and lift his legs up. I grab the lube off the bedside table and squirt some on his hole and my index finger. I insert my finger inside him to stretch him. I see that Alex is already a little stretched, so I add my second finger and scissor them inside him. When I insert my third, he moans a little.
I pull my fingers out to grab a condom and rip it open with my teeth. I roll it on my cock, then lube up. As I slowly push myself inside him, he moans. "Oh…feels so good…OH!"
I find his sweet spot fairly easy with my expertise. His response is, "OH! Right there… Right there, EDWARD!" Pretty soon I catch a rhythm, and before I know it, Alex is moving his hips to meet mine.
"Deeper…Edward…deeper!" Alex moans. I do as he asks and start pounding into him as fast as humanly possible without hurting him, or me. I lean over on top of him and put my hands on either side of his chest. "Oh, Edward, I'm going to…come…EDWARD!" He screeches as he does.
His ass tightens around my cock, which almost sends me over the edge. I quickly pull out of his ass, yank the condom off, and thrust a few times into my hand 'til I come all over Alex. I fall right beside Alex. We both just lie there until we catch our breath.
"Hey," Alex says, "do you care if I take a quick shower in your bathroom?"
"No, go ahead. I'll be in there in a minute to take a bath, which does have jets, right?" I ask as he gets up and walks to the bathroom.
"But, of course."
On that, I get up and follow him to turn on the hot water and let the tub fill up. Then I walk into the living room and plug my IPod to the entertainment center. I play Tokio Hotel and turn the volume up so I can hear it in the bathroom.
I go back into the bathroom and turn the water off. As I sink in, I turn on the jets and let them massage my muscles. 'Hey, this tub has a cigarette disperser. AWESOME!' I think. I reach over and open the window so the smoke will flow out. I grab the lighter, which happens to be placed near the tub, and light up. I close my eyes and focus on the music. I relax while trying to remember not to drop the cigarette and tap the ashes into the ash tray.
"Hey, I'm going to go. Maybe we could do this again sometime?" I hear Alex ask. He must have already taken his shower.
"Yeah, that sounds good," I reply then take another puff of my cigarette.
"Fabulous. Then I will leave my number on the desk. Just call if you want to."
"Okay." I hear him walk into the den, then out the door. I finish off the cigarette and just relax until the water starts to get a little cold. I get out and dry myself off then head into the master bedroom. As soon as I get in there, I realize that I forgot my sleeping clothes. "Oh, well. Guess I will sleep nude," I say to myself.
As I crawl under the 100% Egyptian cotton sheets, I turn on the plasma screen TV and fall asleep watching Project Runway and thinking that tonight is the first night of my new life.
I wake up the next morning around 9:30 in such a happy mood because I know what is going to happen today. I am going to get my own apartment.
'Shit!' I think to myself. 'Minors cannot get apartments in the USA! Shit, now I will have to find a fake ID since it will be six months until I reach the adult age. Unless…'
I get out of bed, bend down, and reach under the bed to grab my bag. I reach into the side pocket and grab a bag. 'Yes! I did grab the right duffel bag! This is the one that has a bag with some of my secretive crap!' I think, smiling. I open up the bag and am glad when I see my fake ID. I find my wallet and stuff it in there. I then walk into the bathroom and turn on the shower to take a quick one.
After I get out, I finish getting ready. I gather up my stuff, making sure I have it all: IPod, phone, wallet, and the other stuff.
As I walk out of the Pacific Inn, I stop by the front desk to return my key and ask for directions to the closest Bank of USA. The clerk tells me just to follow the highway going west, and before I hit the red light at the 3-way intersection, there it should be.
I hop in the Lamborghini and take the directions that he told me. Sure enough, he was right. I find a parking spot and strut my little, but sexy, ass in there. I see there is two counters open, one being occupied by a man with blonde, curly hair, a perfectly skinny body (not too skinny and not on the borderline of chubby either – just right) and the most OUTSTANDING ass! The other is empty so I walk up to that one.
"Hello, sir. How may I help you?" asks the middle-aged woman across the counter.
"Um, I would like to get an advance of $10,000 apiece from each of these credit cards, please," I whisper, hoping that no one else will hear me, as I hand her the credit cards.
"Um...Okay," she says a little stunned, probably at my withdrawal amount
"Um, this one has been cancelled," the accountant says handing back my Discovery card.
"WHAT!?" I speak so loudly that I'm sure I am getting a lot of looks.
"I said that-"
"I know what you said. Just…just try the other ones."
"Declined. Declined. Declined. Declined," she says as she hands me back my MasterCard, Visa, American Express, and Chase back one at time. I start to freak out each time I get one back. But I really begin to fright when she hands me back my Chase card because that was my last resort.
"What am I suppose to do now! That was the only kind of money I had left! I'm BROKE!"
"Well, what were you doing to pay for the cards?"
"I didn't pay for them! Yes, they were in my name, but I didn't pay for them. My parents did!!" I say a little too loudly.
"Just calm down, sir. Maybe you could go to them and see if they can loan you some money."
"Yeah, I will go to them, the same day I can go ice skating in hell," I say as I walk off, shoving the cards in my wallet. Why? I don't know. I just did it. Once I was outside, I am stunned to see the gorgeous man that was occupying the other counter earlier. I start to walk to my car when he steps in front of me.
"Hello. I'm Jasper Whitlock," says the drop-dead sexy man as he puts his hand out in front of him. And I couldn't help but think that that name sounded familiar.
"Oh, hey. I'm Edward Cullen," I say taking his hand and doing a traditional handshake.
"I couldn't help but overhear that you are having money trouble. All your credit cards have been declined, and you are broke, correct?" I am shocked by the way he is approaching me with this. What does he care? He obviously has money. I mean, he is wearing Prada shoes, Dolce & Gabbana jeans, a Marc Jacobs sweater, and a $4000 GUCCI jacket (I know how much it was because I have wanted it for months, but my legal guardians said that it wasn't worth it. It totally was!). So I knew he had money.
"Yes, that is correct. I don't even know where I'll sleep tonight. I only have $300 to my name."
"Oh. Well, you are almost completely broke, aren't you?"
"Yeah, I really didn't plan on having all my credit cards declined."
"Oh. Well, I might have a solution for you. Now you won't get paid any more than $500 a week, but you will have a fabulous place to sleep, all the food that you can eat, and access to the gym and pool."
Wow, I can't believe this! This Jasper guy is offering me exactly what I need. I wonder what the catch is though. "Um, what is this 'solution,' Jasper?"
"You will work for me, as my assistant. You will live in my house with me and will be treated as a guest unless I need you to assist me, of course." He smiles such a gorgeous smile; I almost melt. God, can this guy be serious?
"Are you serious?" I ask hoping he isn't just fucking with me. 'Cause if he is, I will just lose it.
"Very much so, Edward. I can give you my card, and you can call me with your answer later…"
"NO! I mean, I accept, and thank you very much. This is exactly what I need."
"I know, so here is where I live." Jasper hands me a card with his address on it. Luckily it is in Forks. "Just give me an hour to have the maids make sure your bedroom will be clean. Do you have any suits to wear?"
"No. All I have is casual clothes and one party outfit."
"Well that just simply won't do. I'll have some put in your closet. How do 3 GUCCI, 4 Prada, 3 Marc Jacobs, and 2 Dolce & Gabbana sound? Those are a few of my favorite designers."
"Expensive, but fabulous."
"Great. I will have them ordered, and they should be there by the time you arrive. If they are not, let me know. And I have one question for you. It's kind of personal though, but in no way will your answer at all affect your job."
"Okay, what is it?"
"Are you gay?" What the Hell! How did he know? I'm not standing gaily. Well, I'm about to find out.
"Yes, but how did you know?"
"Just a hunch." And I will swear on my life that he just winked at me! HOLY SHIT! The guy gives me a job and then flirts with me!
Sadly, he starts to head to his car, a 2010 Ferrari, when he turns is head and says, "Just give me at least an hour to make sure the maids have your room clean, but make sure you are there by 8:00 in time for dinner. Okay?"
"Okay. I will be there. Don't worry." With that, he climbs in and races away. I slowly walk to my car, clamber in, and start it. All while I'm absently doing these things, I can't stop thinking about what just went down. I push the address into the navigator and see how long it will take me to get there. It looks like it will be about 30 minutes. Okay, it isn't far, so I will head down that way around 2:30, and that will give them time to get everything arranged and me to explore the house – because I have a feeling that it will be HUGE – and get settled in before dinner.
Well, I just hoped that everything would work out, and it looks like it has.
Okay, so there it was! Remember, hit that little button at the bottom and review because as we all know, reviews are like Edward hooking up with a hot guy named Alex!