Ch 36-Broke

EPOV

I just sat with Jazz on the porch. I was ready to deck that officer when he was quietly accusing me of hurting my baby. I think he got his shit corrected real fast by Chief Swan. Dumbass.

I can't believe they destroyed my car, I know its James' friends. Now we'll have to restore it completely.

I rest my chin on Jazz's shoulder, "Love, I'm sorry."

"I know babe, I'm pissed too," he says kissing my cheek. "You need ice or Tylenol for your hand?"

"Yeah, both."

"I'll run in and get it," he tries to move, but I tighten my arms around him. "Let me text mom to get you some, ok?"

I loosen my grip so he can pull out his phone. I watch as he sends her the message.

His phone vibrates with, 'be there shortly'. I look over and she's gone. I look out into the yard and see something shiny and what appears to be a bag. Jazz had picked ours up carrying it with us to the porch.

"What's that?" I ask pointing at the stuff.

"Not sure, it wasn't there when we came home. Hey, Chief!" Jazz shouts.

Chief Swan walks over to us. "What is it?"

"Those things weren't here when we came home and they don't belong to us," Jazz says pointing it out.

"Roberts, collect that stuff it may be evidence, they don't recognize it." He turns back to us, "Anything else?"

We shake our heads at him. I put my head down as mom walks up.

"Charlie, can he take this, its regular Tylenol for his hand."

"That's fine, Esme. Do you need to go to the hospital? Is it broken?" he asks.

"No, Carlisle checked it before you got here, he said he's bruised is all," mom says handing me the pills and water. Jazz puts the ice on my hand, holding it where I have it resting it on his thigh.

"Chief, do you know anything about the Chevy, my old truck?" Jazz asks.

"Insurance is totaling it out; we have it impounded until trial. After that at some point it will be demolished. You can go see if there is anything in it you want, we can look at anything tagged as evidence at the station. Can't let you have it, but can document items for the DA to release after trial. Same will go for the Camaro, we will tag what you want, and I don't think it will be totaled."

"I want it back to restore, I don't want it demolished," I say looking up at him.

"It will be costly to restore after this," he starts.

"Um, no offense, but cost isn't an issue," I say looking at mom.

"He has quite the funds at his disposal; let's just leave it at that. Ok Charlie?" Mom asks looking at him.

He nods then says, "If there is nothing else, I'm going to get the rollback called to tow it in."

"Can we look inside first, to make sure we have everything?" I ask.

"Yeah, just don't touch anything, we can remove it for you and if it's something I think is evidence we bag it other than that I can let you have it."

We follow him to the car and I have tears running down as I walk up to it. They have the doors open and I lean in looking around. Glass covers the seats but they aren't cut up much, my coat is in the backseat. Jazz asks for them to open the center console and glove box. The officer pulls papers out and Jazz shakes his head no; nothing in there we need. The center console has CD's and a notepad, they look at me and I shrug; wasn't anything I really need. I point at my coat and the officer grabs it shaking it out. He searches the pockets finding they are empty. He holds it up to the Chief and the Chief says, "He can have it, if we need it we can get it later."

The officer hands it to me and I give it to mom.

"I don't see anything in here, was there anything in the trunk?" I ask looking at the Chief.

"No, just some oil and water jugs."

I nod and walk to the house; Jazz comes over to sit with me saying, "We need to put cream on our tattoos."

I nod watching them pull the car onto the tow truck covering it with a tarp.

"I know babe, maybe by the time we get back next weekend we will have it to work on," Jazz says leaning into me.

"This just sucks; I hope whoever did this will get in as much trouble as James and the others. I know he had it done, I just can't prove it."

The Chief waves as he gets in his car to follow the tow truck. We stand heading in the house. I just want to go to bed. Jazz brings our stuff in until I remember his hand and take the duffle from him, "I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking." I kiss him.

"No worries, come on let's go to bed."

"Guys, is it still ok to use the truck?" Em asks knocking on the door.

"Yeah, we'll see you tomorrow. Tell everyone we said goodnight for us," I say hugging him.

"Sure, thanks again," he says closing the door.

Jazz walks up the stairs with me and I drop the bag beside the bed. He puts my laptop on the couch. I start to lie down until he says, "Let's change and use the bathroom."

He pulls out pants as I grab the tattoo cream out of the bag leaving it on the dresser and we go to the bathroom. He closes the bathroom door as I take off my shirt. He steps up looking at my tat, barely gliding his finger over it. I unbutton his shirt taking it off him. He uses his right hand undoing my jeans. I look at him as he slides his hand in my briefs moving my dick straight up. I undo his jeans as he kicks off his shoes. We just look at each other, gentle touches all over by both of us.

I squat taking off his clothes, he stands before me completely naked getting hard. I undress looking at him, he already has me hard. We don't speak, he turns me as he lowers the cover on the toilet and sits.

He pulls me to him, looking up at me as he leans in licking my tip. I bite my lip to keep quiet. He sucks me in as far back as possible not going in his throat. He never drops eye contact, he licks and sucks slowly. I start rocking my hips and he hums.

"This won't take long, sorry," I say stroking his cheek.

He pulls off to say, "As long as you need." He grabs my thigh with his right hand to try to move me. I start rocking my hips again and he nods. I see his left arm moving slightly and lean over enough to see he is trying to jack himself with his fingertips.

"You interested in trying to 69? We can lay towels down on the floor, you on your back and me on top. I can lean on both hands easier than you." He raises a brow as he pulls off me with a hard suck making a popping sound.

"Yeah," he says smiling still rubbing his dick.

I lay out a few towels to try and pad the floor for him. I help him lay down then kneel at his head. I lower down on hands and knees over him looking down my body at him. He lifts his head to suck me, I widen my knees and he rests back as I push my dick closer.

"Comfortable?" I ask and he nods enough for me to understand. I look at his dick twitching and I close my lips around it.

"Mmm," he hums as I start bobbing up and down. I think we both are close. I speed up and suck hard as he slides his hand over my hip pulling me down farther into his mouth.

FUCK! I thought as he goes to town on me. I am trying to keep up, but am having trouble. He must have realized because he backs off giving me a second to return to sucking him. I start working him over then he picks up speed and suction.

I swallow and it sets him off, he cums hard as I keep swallowing. Tasting his cum has me cumming, he pushes up on my hip and I realize he doesn't have room to move to swallow. I lift up keeping just the tip in his mouth as I clean him off.

"Shit, I like that, what about you?" I ask getting back up on my knees looking down at him. He has a little cum on his chin from having trouble swallowing. I move bending down to lick it, he pulls my mouth to his, kissing me upside down.

"I liked it, definite repeat position," he says smiling.

I help him off the floor as I start the shower. I pull him in behind me.

JPOV

I just wanted to get his mind off the car; I wasn't expecting to do that on the bathroom floor. What he needed was all I was concerned about, he didn't have to get me off although I liked it none the less.

We get in the shower and he is watching how we wash up trying to avoid our tats. We finish and get out putting sleep pants on. We brush our teeth then go to our room. He closes the door and starts to take off his pants when there is a knock. He looks at me and I shrug.

"Come in," I yell.

Aunt Sue opens the door leaning on the door frame. "We were planning Rose and Emmett's wedding, Rose can't fit into Esme's dress without major alterations. We offered to buy her one, but she doesn't want us to spend so much."

"Just a second," he says grabbing his phone making a call.

"Hey Ali, how hard would it be to make Rose a dress? She can't wear moms and won't let us buy a new one."

"Good, how much?"

"No, we'll have a check for you in the morning so give me an idea."

"Is that just for the dress or you adding tailoring costs?"

"That is your choice. I'll leave a check with mom. Thanks, pixie."

"Love you too, night," he says hanging up. "Alice is going to make one, an original for Rose. Said about $150 will cover it. She is making it as their wedding gift."

"You all are really close and look out for each other don't you?" she says smiling.

"One big family, bunch of different last names like any other," I say kissing her cheek.

"You boys don't have to foot the bill for everything."

I look at him and he smirks, "Aunt Sue, I have enough to have us all living comfortable for years. This is pennies to what I," he looks at me and corrects himself, "we have. We got you a garage door opener, I think we will have someone else install it, I'm good at cars, but leave wiring to the pros."

"I knew you had some but didn't pry. Thanks, I have wanted to get one. I'll call tomorrow about having it installed."

"We are paying for the installation. No buts or arguments," I give her a stern look.

"Ok, I see how it is, gang up on the old lady," she laughs.

He shakes his head smiling and I just drop my head.

"Thanks boys. Goodnight."

"Night," we say as she closes the door.

He takes off his pants then helps me with mine. He goes to lie down and I get the tat cream. I walk over to his side of the bed and pull the covers down for me to straddle his hips.

He pulls the sheet around me enough so that if anyone opens the door they will not see anything they shouldn't.

I open the cream and squeeze some on his chest near his tat, dropping the tube I slowly, carefully rub it over his tat. He flinches a little and I ease up on the pressure. When I finish he cleans my hand with a wipe. He puts some cream on his hand and rubs it on me. He is just as careful as he is with my stitches.

"Can I lie on top of you a while?" he asks tracing around the rings on my chest. I am playing with his engagement ring. He wants me to hold him after all he has been through today, from my medicine reaction to his car being destroyed.

"Yeah," I tell him leaning down enough to kiss him. He pushes on my knees straightening my legs down his rolling us over. He fixes the sheet to cover us as he slows down our kiss. He shifts to the side enough to keep pressure off our tattoos.

I play with his hair as he lies there quietly; I can feel tears on my chest as he cries. I don't say anything; he took care of me even if I was asleep and now is my turn to take care of him.

He fell asleep and I just lay there holding him. My back was starting to hurt after a while, I try to move him but with one hand I'm not having much success. I shake him, "Babe, babe. I need you to move."

He starts to wake up and looks at me. He looks lost and sad.

"Babe can you turn over, I can't lie down like this. I'm not going anywhere I just need to get comfortable," I say stroking his cheek.

"Oh, sorry. You should have woken me before now," he says moving to lie on his back.

"No, you were fine, I wanted to hold you," I say as I move next to him curling into his side.

"I love you," he whispers into my hair.

"I love you too," I say kissing next to his tat.

"Thanks for staying with me today; I wasn't trying to make you stay. I just felt lost or something, I didn't want to be alone."

"I know, today wasn't easy on you. I held you thinking of what you went through this morning, with me I mean. I know you were scared, worried and whatever else you felt. I felt the same for you tonight; I just wanted to watch over you. I didn't want you to wake and me not be here if you needed me," I say rubbing his side.

"Thank you," he says hugging me with a kiss on top of my head.

"You're welcome. Now, let's get some sleep."

"Night, love you."

"Love you too, babe."

It isn't much longer and we both are asleep.

I wake up to him looking at me. I realize he was watching me sleep like I did him yesterday. I just lay there letting him enjoy the quiet. He plays with my hair and rubs my back every so often. We stay like that for a half hour or so.

"Knock, knock," Alice says knocking on our door.

"Come in pixie!"

"Good morning. I came to get the money for her dress."

"Oh, can you hand me my checkbook, it's on the dresser," Ed asks her.

She turns and gets it bringing it to my side of the bed, climbing on top of the sheet.

I go to move, but he put his hand on my back. I settle back in as he takes the checkbook from her.

"Is $150 going to be enough?" he asks filling out the check.

"Should be, there is a sale for half off at the fabric store. Plus, I get discounts for my shopping card. I think there will be some left over actually. I'll use it toward whatever else we need for the wedding," she says lying down on my pillow. "Do you want to come shopping with me?"

"Nope, we are going to move our stuff over here," he says handing her the check.

"Oh, um, might want to get dressed since your both nude, the boys will be here soon," she says prancing towards the door.

"How did you know Alice?" I ask moving enough to look at her.

"I know things!" she says tapping her temple. She flips the lock as she closes the door behind her.

"Sucky ass psychic pixie!" he barks out as we both laugh.

We get up and put on sleep pants, he grabs the cream and rubs it on me, and I do his in return. He starts unpacking the duffle bag and has just put the lube and stuff in our night stands when someone beats on the door.

"Open up! Shit, bad visual! Um, Rose's boobs, that's better. Come on! Shit, that's worse. Rose in a bikini, much better," Em is having some bad visuals trying to get us to open the door.

I have a thought, I motion for Ed to be quiet and come to me. He looks at me curious and I raise a finger to my lips telling him to be quiet. He nods and I start shouting, "FUCK! YEAH! Suck harder! Shit! That feels good! Oh, oh, yeah, finger my ass!"

Ed folds over laughing trying to stay quiet when he straightens up he yells, "Yeah ride my fingers! That's it come for me!" he says this as he walks to the door and unlocks it. He jerks the door open to see Em covering his ears with his eyes shut tight saying, "NO! NO! NO! Rose in a bikini, boobs, jeep, fingers, FUCK! Not helping!"

We both bust out laughing at him, I am holding on to Ed from behind to keep us from falling down.

Em looks at us laughing at him and gets more pissed by the second. He yells at us, "You guys suck! Shit! ROSE, help! They did it again!" He runs down the stairs saying, boobs, bikinis, cars, jeep. We hear him mumbling then Rose yells up, "I think you broke him. He isn't making any sense!" She starts laughing at him.

We grab a shirt each throwing them on and head to the bathroom just laughing at how we broke Emmett.

I haven't been feeling well the last few days, that is why the chapters are posting later in day than they had been.

This chapter is called Broke because it represents Edward's car, his emotions and how they 'broke' Emmett.

The car being destroyed wasn't heard because the family was in the back of the house and Emmett and Jake were playing a video game that was loud including the argueing of cheating while playing. I hope that clears that up.

Also, I have written out over 57 chapters of this story and am still going, it may get to a point where posting isn't twice a day and gets to be daily or every other day. I will let you all know when or if that will happen as it gets closer to what I have posted and written doesn't have a big chapter gap.

Thank you for the reviews, I love reading them and I love writing this story and sharing it with all the fabulous readers on this site. Thank you for encouraging me to keep going. *blows kisses*

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