OO ch 10

A/n: Sorry for the delay in getting this one updated...but it is what it is...I've outlined the remainder of this story and plan to work on it until I have it completed, which I'm hoping is either by the end of February...

WARNING: There is mention and actions of sexual assault and/or rape in the second half of this fic...if this bothers you or is a trigger for you then please start EPOV and skip when Emmett comes into the room until the last 4-5 sentences...you'll need those last few sentences to know what's going on though...

*Big, deep breath* Scoot...read...

JPOV

I stood at the cabinet in my kitchen as I poured another cup of coffee. There wasn't enough caffeine in the world to keep me alert right now.

It had been a week since I last saw Edward. My mind was overwhelmed with curiosity as to what has happened to him and when would I see him again.

Aro landed the account for Emmett's fitness chain but I wasn't allowed anywhere near the account. It was just as well because I would have broken all kinds of ethics in using his company information to locate the green eyed man I was obsessed with.

But, it could have also helped with Rosalie's investigation. I had however pointed her in the direction of the club, specifically to Jordan. He'd been a regular at the club for as long as I'd been there and he knew everyone and their business.

"Sweets, don't ya think you've had enough coffee for today?" Alice's voice brought me back to the present.

I shrugged my shoulders and walked around the bar to sit at my small dinette set as we waited for Rosalie to get here.

"Shug, I know this is hard but we're working on it. I promise, if anyone can help you, it's Ro." Her voice was meant to be a comfort but it only reminded me that I was here, safe and sound but Edward wasn't.

There was a knock on the door which startled me, causing me to jump. I'd been that way for days especially after the nightmares I continued to have about Edward being tortured.

"Calm down Jazz, it's only Rosalie." Alice said as she got up to answer the door.

I heard a female voice and a male voice which made me suspicious so I got up to see who it was. I never expected what I saw as I rounded the corner.

There stood this giant man with long dark hair and skin the color of sand. He had to be over six feet five inches because I stood at six one and he towered over me. I was immediately intimidated by his presence alone.

"Aw, Jasper Whitlock meet Jacob Black." Rosalie said as she slapped him on the chest while Alice closed the door behind them.

"What is he?" I asked, confused.

Rosalie laughed, "He's our 'in' with your boy's keeper. He's also the best damn mechanic in town, besides myself."

"I don't understand. What do we need a mechanic for?" I asked as I scratched my neck and gave her a sideways look.

Rosalie laughed and nodded towards the couch before the three of them walked over and sat in my small living room which was instantly crowded.

I stood there in confusion before I forced my feet to move to the love seat to sit beside Alice.

"We don't necessarily 'need' a mechanic...but, we need Jacob because my boy here is THE mechanic for a Mr. Emmett McCarty. He also knows a way into the BDSM club that Emmett chairs." She said very matter of fact and with a smug smile on her face.

"I don't understand." I said as I released a long, deep breath.

Alice patted my knee and scooted closer to me on the sofa, "Excuse him, he's exhausted and emotionally drained." She explained to the others.

Rosie waved her hand around before she sat forward and slapped her hands on her knees. "It's going to be okay, Jasper. Jacob can get Alice into the club so we can make contact with your boy. I've also got some news about the investigation I've started into his dealings." She said as my eyes locked on hers.

I felt Alice's hand run in circles around my back as if willing me to breath. "Sorry..." I took a breath, "Sorry, what news?" I was finally able to get my brain to catch up with my mouth and join in the conversation happening around me.

Rosalie smiled, "According to your friend Jordan, I've been able to make contact with a few young men that have fallen victim to his little sexscapades that basically equate to rape and sexual assault. The problem that I'm running into is that no one wants to testify against him. He's put the fear of God in all of them." She said with a touch of anger to her tone.

"But, thankfully there is one young man, Quil, that had the sense enough to document his injuries and actually got a rape kit done at the hospital. However, he too was scared and failed to report it." Her eyes were steel blue and full of determination. Having been sexually assaulted herself, Rosalie had a strong reaction to helping those that had faced the same situations.

"So, what are we going to do?" I asked as I palmed my face a time or two.

"Well, that's where Jacob comes in. He's going to accept Emmett's offer because he has a new girlfriend that's interested in the D/s lifestyle." She said full of confidence.

"I would be said girlfriend." Alice chimed in with a smile as I turned to look at her all the while shaking my head.

"I don't like this, Alice. How do I know you won't get hurt? I'm sorry but I don't know Jacob," I waved my hand towards him, "No offense, but I can't allow you to put yourself into harms way." I said as anger boiled inside of me.

This whole damn situation was fucking with my head. I just wanted Edward. And I wanted him to be safe.

EPOV

I should be thankful that Emmett hasn't touched me in two days, but I wasn't. Because I knew that meant something was brewing...and it wouldn't end well for me.

I had been restricted to the house, I wasn't even allowed outside on the grounds. Felix was posted outside the bedroom door and if I left the room he followed my every move. Thank fuck the bathroom was in this damn room or I might have created more trouble for myself.

I lay on my bed and stared at the ceiling as I thought about Jasper. I wondered if he even thought about me at all.

I had been so cold and disconnected towards him, I wasn't sure if he'd even give me a second thought. But, I had seen that glimmer, albeit a small one, in his eyes just before he left the room.

I had to hold onto that small glimmer and hope and pray that he would feel something for me if I were to ever get free from here.

As I let myself get lost in the memories of that night I felt myself get hard. I only got hard when I thought about Jasper, anymore.

Since I had nothing but time on my hands and a hard dick I unbuttoned my jeans and popped the rest of the fly open to pull out my cock.

I wrapped my hands around it and remembered the feel of Jasper's hands on me. The way that his own dick felt as it rubbed against mine. The warmth of his body as I pushed into him.

He felt so fucking good as I pushed inside of him, deeper and deeper until our bodies were flush together.

I ran my thumb over the head of my dick and continued to stroke myself to the memories of Jasper's body undermine. I pushed into him over and over and felt the connection between us with each stroke and when he looked back at me over his shoulder, I felt my release build and I knew it was only a matter of seconds before I came in my hand.

Just as I felt the first spurt hit my chest the bedroom door flew open and a very irate Emmett stood over me with fury in his eyes, his hands clenched in fists.

"You fucked yourself and called out that twink's name?" His hand came out to grip mine that was still wrapped around my now deflated dick.

"You have the audacity to pleasure yourself and speak that twit's name in my house?" His grip tightened and his other hand raised, fisted and ready to strike.

"You WILL forget that little shit ever lived or so help me, Edward, I will kill him." He yelled as he slapped me across the face and yanked me off the bed.

"If I can't fuck him out of you, I will force his memory from your mind and then..." He yanked my face up in front of his as he snarled at me. "I'll fuck your brain up so much you won't even remember your own fucking name." He released my face and forced me back onto his bed a few feet behind me.

He pulled my pants the rest of the way off my legs and quickly undid his own as he gave his own cock a few good strokes. "You will pay, repeatedly, for that little stunt my pet. That I do promise you."

He gripped my ankles and threw them over his shoulder before he smeared his precum around my hole and forced his thumb inside of me. It felt like I was being ripped in two. But, I knew that if I shed a tear it'd only make it worse.

He added another finger before he withdrew them and started to shove his cock into my body.

He eventually flipped me over and rode me harder and harder. I went numb. It was the only way that I knew how to survive. I felt the tears well up in my eyes. But, I closed my eyes and buried my face into the bed as he pounded into me over and over. He was never gentle or loving. He fucked me until it felt like I'd never walk again.

He was not Jasper.

He would never let me free.

I just wanted to die.

Little did I know how much closer to death that Emmett would take me because once he was done with his assault, he pulled me by my leg over to my little bed and threw me down. He walked into the bathroom and returned with a syringe.

"You forced me to do this, pet." He said as he pushed the needle into my vein.

I immediately felt the swell of the drug that he'd forced me to take. All the hurt and pain that I'd suffered to get clean and stay clean and with one hand job, I'd fucked it all up.

"You will always be mine," were the last words I heard him say before I slipped under the wave of the heroin.

I closed my eyes and saw Jasper...

A/n: Still with me? Told ya Emmett was big, bad motherfucker;( But...he he he...good will always prevail, just keep that in mind;)

See ya next Wednesday...as I'm going to be working diligently to get this one back onto it's normal update schedule!

Kyla