After The Storm.

Disclaimer: We're not own Twilight, Mrs. Meyer is.

Summary: Jasper Whitlock has a horrible past, involving a violent homophobic father and a sadistic boyfriend. The day he decides to stand on his own feet is the worst day of his life. Not knowing if things have a chance of improving, or if Hell is his destiny after all, he decides to end his life. However, a certain Doctor Edward Cullen has made it his aim to show this seventeen year old how to rebirth his soul and live life without ending himself.

WARNING: CONTAINS NON-CONSENSUAL SPANKING, SLASH, RAPE. Do not read if it is not your cup of tea. Rated M, just to be safe.

-Nightmares-

Edward's POV.

I ran downstairs and looked for the switch, when I found it, I saw Jasper, screaming in the couch, kicking, struggling with the pillow and aggravating his wounds, so I placed beside him, holding his legs, and his arms. I shook him by his shoulders.

"Hey, Jasper, wake up! Wake up! It's okay!" I yelled at him, he instantly woke up and a pair of terrorized blue eyes looked at me.

"Please, please don't hurt me! I'll be good; I'll do whatever you want! Please don't!" I felt something breaking inside of my chest.

"Shhhh, calm down, I'm here and I won't hurt you, I won't ever hurt you, it's okay, easy, Jasper, it's okay" He tried to calm himself but his breathing was still rough.

"Okay, Jazz, I'll drop your arms so you can move, when I do this I want you to put your hand on my chest and feel my breath, okay?"

"Y-y-yes"

"Okay"

I dropped his arms and he instantly did what I said, I'm not sure if that was for fear, or he really wanted to help himself.

"Good work, now I want you to breath like me"

"I-I can't"

"Yes, you can, come on, Jazz… try it"

He tried, and he could! We stayed like that until he calmed down, I sat next to him in silence, just comforting him with my presence, I was about going to my bed but I heard his voice, almost unable to he heard.

"D-did you c-called me Jazz?"

"Yes, I did. Is that okay? I'm really sorry if I…"

"It's okay" He interrupted me. "I like it, it's just…" He stopped talking and embrace himself.

"What is it, honey? You can talk to me"

"N-no, I c-can't, I can't talk anyone!"

I move closer to him and put an arm around his shoulders, he tensed for a minute, but then…. He relaxed.

"I know it's scary, I know you're terrorized, I want to help you but I can't if you don't trust in me, trust is the key, sweetie, I know someone has been hurting you, and you have to know this is not your fault, you are a good boy and the person who did this to you has to pay for it, he deserves a punishment, I promise I'll protect you"

"Why? You don't know me"

"That's a good point, but I will protect you, you know…. When I was in the elementary school I was abused by a teacher, and I promised to myself I won't let that happen to anyone else."

"T-T-Thanks, Edward" This is the first time he says my name.

"Anytime, Jazz. Alright, did you remember what I told you about some questions I want to do to you?"

He sighed.

"Yes"

"I'll continue with that, but if you start feeling bad, you have to tell me, okay?"

"Okay"

"Do you study?

"Yeah"

"What do you study?

"High school"

"How's that your teachers hadn't note all of your injures?"

"They don't care"

"Do you have friends, Jazz?"

"No"

"Okay. Next questions will be about you and your family. I won't say anyone if you don't want. And when you're ready to make the people that hurt you to pay, I'll be with you. Okay?" I saw tears on his cheeks, and he smiled. I don't know why, but this guy awakens my protective instincts. He looks like the little brother I never had, but he's so handsome too . . . Oh, my god. What did I just say? Edward Cullen, control yourself! He's just a boy and you are the DOCTOR.

"Hum… Edward?" He caught my eye.

"Yes, Jazz?"

"I said it is okay"

"Oh… yeah. Sorry. Well, do your parents know about where you have been?"

His smile got out.

"No. M-my father threw me out of the house when I was fourteen, and my mother was too scared to face him, so, she let me go." His voice breaks on each word.

"Didn't you have a brother or sister, aunts, uncles, grandparents?"

"I have a big sister" My father threw her out too, I used to live with her in the streets, but on day, she just disappeared. I don't know if she's even alive."

"How old is she?"

"Hum… she was five years older than me, she must be… 21 now. I think"

"And what's her name?" He looked down to the ground and started sobbing.

"Rosalie. But I used to call her Rose, she was the first one of call me 'Jazz'"

At this point, he was crying hysterical.

I hugged him.

"If she's alive… we're going to find her. I promise"

He nodded and rest the head against my shoulder.

James's POV.

"What do you mean he's gone!?" Laurent yelled at me while I hold an ice bag in my head.

"I am telling you the fuckin' boy is gone!" I had not patience to listen his claims.

"How did this happened?"

"He made his first try two or three nights ago, he told me 'no' when I wanted have sex with him, and I didn't keep him these years just for have he telling me 'no' so I whip him."

"And didn't you think… if you whip, yell, and humiliate him, he will never be a part of us. James, that boy would be perfect for us, do you imagine how much money we could made with him? But now, you changed our beautiful boy for a repressed and scary boy!"

"Please… even if I 'love him' finally, we will would force him to sell his body for us…"

"Maybe, or maybe not. If you would made him trust in you, maybe he would sleep with that men by his own will!"

"Please, Laurent. He's seventeen, why would he let us made him sleep with all that men he doesn't know! He would fight us. It was better to let him know who the leader here is"

"Yes. And watch what you win. He's gone. Do you know what 'gone' means? It means we will have no money even for eat!"

"We have the other guys"

"Clients are not paying so much for them, and I promise them a young, blonde and sexy boy."

"We'll find him. He has not family, no friends, nobody cares for him. He must be in some good Samaritan's house or in a refuge"

"Refuge!? What if he denounce us?"

"He won't. Believe me, he's so scared for that. And with a good reason, when we found him, he'll suffer"

A smile appeared in my boyfriend's face.

"I like how that sounds" He said and started kissing me.

Jasper's POV.

Edward was being so good with me, but I know inside me… James is going to find and kill me. He always does, but I want to spend the last days of my life being happy, Edward was giving me the trust and love as anyone in my life. Excepting Rosalie, I know my sister always loved me, I don't finish understanding why she left me like that… maybe she was kidnaped. What has become of her, even if she was dead, was better of what had become of me.

Edward bought some clothes for me, and let me sleep in his bed, as he sleeps in the couch, of course.

One night, while he was caring of my broken ribs, he made the question I was afraid of.

"Jazz… why did you father threw you of his house?"

I can't tell him. He can't know I'm gay, he will do the same things James did to me, or worse.

"He just never wanted me, he was sixteen when my mother tells him she was pregnant. And that day, he was too drunk he hit me like an animal, and told me he wouldn't see me in his house never again. He didn't let me take some clothes or money" Wasn't a total lie, everything was true, but he doesn't just threw me out. He discovered me kissing the neighbor, Mike.

"I am so sorry about that. You deserve a better life, and I promise you'll find it"

"Do you really think that?"

"Yes, Jazz. I do."

"Ouch!"

"This one hurts?" He asked pressing some point on my torso.

"Yes, a lot!" I tried to move away.

"Shh…it's okay. Stay still." He hold my arms with his right one so I couldn't move… and we repeat the same for days…

It was happened a month since I find Edward, I was doing so much better, tomorrow is his birthday, and we have been talking about go back to the school, I feel something I never felt before: hope. But I made a bad mistake, the biggest mistake of my life: I like him, I love him… of course I'll never tell him, he was the big brother, maybe father and friend I never had, and that's it. I was teaching him to play chess.

"No, Edd… you have to move the tower here so you can eat my queen"

"And why would I eat your queen? It's just metal" I laughed.

"That's the point of the game"

"What if we just eat some pizza?" We both laughed.

Someone called to the door.

"I'll go" He said and stood up.

Edward's POV.

I walked slowly to the door, still smiling and open it. A pair of men, one of them was blonde and tall, and the other one, brunette and curly-hair.

"Good night, sir." The blonde said. I don't know why, he gave me a bad feeling.

"Can I help you?" I asked without correspond his greeting.

"We are looking for our nephew, Jasper Whitlock" I listened a vase breaks against the floor.

A/N: Hi, I know I haven't update for a long time. I am so sorry, I have been really busy. Now, I'm on vacation. (They're almost over, bah!) I hope you like it and I'll try to update soon. Enjoy!

My little brother sends kisses, see u.