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AN: This will only take a moment before we get to the boys. I wanted to talk to my readers about plagiarism and ask you guys to please be on the lookout for anything that looks exactly like this story and to please let me know. I've noticed this trend going on where some people are going around and copying authors' work and claiming it as their own. This shit is wrong!
I, myself, as well as others spend our time thinking up these storylines, doting them down on anything we can find, bugging the hell out of our pals whenever something changed in our mind and living and breathing for the way we want to use these characters.
So I find it incredibly disrespectful of someone to just up and copy and paste or whatever the hell they do, and then type their name on there and claim your hard work as their own. That is sick!
Be brave! Write your own thing, don't copy another person's mind and just wham! bam! It's mine and I wrote it. So I ask you guys again to be on the lookout when while you are out there reading.
Plagiarism has to be stopped. This cannot go on. These people need to learn to back the hell off and go think for themselves.
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On with the story…
JPOV
It's been three weeks since I made the arrangement with Edward for his services. However, along the way and with each day that I see him, I'd feel something I wasn't even aware of building inside me.
No, wait, that's a lie.
I knew that it was there, building, but I chose to ignore it. I couldn't let it in. Because letting Edward in and admitting that I cared more than I should, would never work because then I wouldn't just want him for his services, I'd want him.
Things began to change around our second week together. I started to notice things about him. The little things, like how his laugh sounded, how cute his crooked smile was and even how passionate he was in our discussions. From those talks, I could tell that he'd been properly educated. Hell, he sounded so smart sometimes that I've began to question his exact IQ. The things he would say were wiser at times than that of my own students. He sounded like he could top them in any discussion. I found myself wanting to reach for a dictionary or research something he'd said sometimes. He could keep up with me on any topic and he was only twenty years old!
Who was Edward?
Another thing I tried was to test him. I wanted to know if I was the only one feeling like this. But from his reaction and the way I'd catch him looking at me sometimes I knew that I wasn't the only one dealing with this. He felt something for me too.
If only he knew how anxious I would get whenever we had to meet. How I couldn't wait to get off work to see him. How I raced to get where he was, depending on traffic. How my heart pounded when I'd see him there waiting on me or when he climbed in my car and we'd kiss. But those things, I kept to myself.
Around Edward, I felt free. I loved messing with him and he was so hot when he was angry. I wanted to fuck him into oblivion at those times and sometimes I did. There was nothing like pissing him off. The way he'd throw me those disapproving looks whenever I bought him something, would excite me. He didn't understand why I did it and I didn't get it either but I'd leave work on my lunch breaks and go shopping. I hardly shopped. Yet, I went shopping for him and even myself and now I had a closet overflowing with new clothes because I couldn't stop buying things.
I never said why I do it. Instead I put it under the disguise of wanting to see him in these particular clothing. I knew I was using his own rule as a pass to do something for him, but from the furious looks he'd give me, I knew it was the right decision.
Edward is something just for me. He's something I never thought I'd find and something I feared to let go of. I don't want this arrangement between us to come to an end. I don't want to part with him. The night I'd left that party behind and gotten lost turned out to be the best night of my life.
He means more to me now than he knows, and I guess I don't want to lie to myself anymore. I care for this man. I really like Edward aka Tony.
I wonder where he got that name. Tony. Was it a part of his name? Maybe it's a middle name? What was his last name? I'll have to find a way to ask him.
Talking to Edward about his past is the hardest thing. He doesn't want to share anything. If I didn't lose my temper at dinner then I doubt I would've heard as much as I did. However, with what I've learned about him has only left me wanting to know more. He skipped some of the basics like his last name for instance, and I want to know that. I want know what kind of parents would turn their back on such a wonderful person. They push him out of his home and left him to fend to for himself while treating him like nothing and all because he's gay. Any negative reaction he gives me from this moment on or whenever he doubts himself, I'll blame them.
However he is now, is their fault.
I know I pushed him over his limit this evening when I practically forced him to show me where he lived by inviting myself up. But he needs it. He needs a push in the right direction. Maybe I'm being selfish. I don't know. But I feel like I have to help him. This guy does not belong in that life.
Leaving his and Tanya's place, my mind is going through so much. Edward is adamant that he doesn't want any help yet Tanya thinks that they do. I agree with Tanya.
When he went into the bathroom, I got a chance to talk to her. She's so protective of Edward and it makes me breathe easy to know that he has her in his life.
I want to help her too. I can't help Edward and leave her behind. So that got me thinking. From what she'd said, they both need a job outside of prostitution, a place to live, and Edward is heading back to school.
So who can help me with part of that, no questions asked?
Emmett.
Emmett is a great guy, funny as hell and strong as fuck. Whenever we spar at the gym, that bastard can drop me in a second. But despite his larger than life appearance, he's more like a big teddy bear. He's a very friendly guy, approachable and considerate. If anyone will lend me a listening ear to help these two, it will be him. Jake can help me too. I know I can persuade him, but that will take telling him the truth about Edward and I'd have to do it as soon as I get home. But for now, it's Emmett first.
When I get home, I stay in the car for a bit and dial up Emmett. He answers on the second ring.
"Hey, man."
"Hey, Em, you got a minute?" I ask.
"Yeah, shoot."
Here goes. "Emmett, I got this friend that needs help. At least, two friends that need help."
"Okay, what's up with them? They're hiding from someone or something?" he asks.
"No." I go silent as I ponder the right words to say to him until he starts to ask if I'm still there. "Yeah, I'm here."
"Okay, man, what's up?" he says. "You can talk to me, Jasper."
Emmett knows about me and Alice. Rosalie, my TA and student is his girlfriend and she really hates Alice. She's unfortunately met Alice once or twice and says it's an experience she'll try to avoid because she won't be responsible for her actions if Alice talks to her again. I don't know what was said between the two, but that's where it stands for Rosalie. Rosalie and Emmett have been great friends of mine since they came into my life. Since Emmett is a club owner along with the restaurant and coffee shop he owned, he and Rose are always inviting me and Jake out to clubs. Jake loves it and adores the VIP treatment he gets at Em's club while I choose to lounge around and try to relax. I head out with them because it's both a great way to hide out Alice and also hanging out with my friends is always an unforgettable experience.
I don't know why I told them but one drunken night when they brought me home, I confessed that I was gay to Rose and Emmett. I guess I was so comfortable with them now that I wanted them to know. My parents hated that but luckily for them and unfortunate for me, I haven't confess my sexuality to a larger scale of people yet so they think there is still time to change my mind.
But when I told Emmett and Rose, I'd expect shock and disbelief but all I got from them was the two of them laughing at me while arguing that Emmett had won whatever bet they had going. Rose pouted and asked why I didn't tell her before because she knew some great guys to set me up with. And how I would've been perfect for her brother, Garrett, before he started dating this great guy he met.
With a shake of my head, I turn my attention back to Emmett on the other end of the line, deciding to tell him the truth.
"Emmett, that party we talked about…"
"Yeah, the one Jake told me about where you left and met some guy. What's up with it?"
"Well, the guy I met, I didn't exactly meet him in a bar. He was a prostitute."
Emmett is silent for a minute and I prepare myself for the chastising that will follow in a moment. I'm sure he's going to ask what I was thinking and how dangerous that could've been to both my health and my life.
But Emmett surprises me when he simply asks, "So you've been seeing this guy?"
"Yeah," I say with a sigh of relief.
"And? What you do want from it? You want to help him get out?" he asks.
"Yes."
"Okay. Is he on drugs?"
"No."
"Are you sure?" Emmett asks.
"Yes." I try to keep the anger out of my voice because Emmett has the right to ask, especially if he's going to help me.
"Okay then, you said two. Are you seeing two guys? Wow, Jas, I didn't know you were so freaky." He laughs.
"Shut up man. No, it's not two guys. Just Edward and his friend, Tanya. She takes care of him," I tell him.
"Just screwing with you," he says. "Okay, so what do you need from me?"
"I want to get them jobs. Tanya has explained to me that since they have no pimp they're free to leave their current profession behind, and her and Edward plan to, but I want to speed that up. And now that I'm talking to you, I remember you wanting a cocktail waitress for your club so I was wondering if you needed anyone at your coffee shop too?" I ask, hoping like hell he'll say yes.
"Well, I still need the waitress so I'll definitely see this chick, Tanya. And as for the shop, yeah, I can take Edward," he tells me making me laugh in relief. "Hey, hey, don't count your lucky stars yet, Jas, I still got to interview them like everyone else."
"I know, man, I'm just happy you didn't ridicule me and that you'll look into it." I say.
"Jasper, you're a grown man despite what your parents want to think. You gotta live for you and sometimes we find love in the strangest place."
"Well it's not love, I'm just…"
"Helping out some new friends cause your boyfriend is really good in bed?" he teases.
"Shut up."
"Seriously though, I'll see them when you're ready for me to. Alright?" he says.
"Alright. Thanks, Emmett."
"Sure. Later."
"Later." I say before we disconnect the call. I now have two jobs lined up for Edward and Tanya and I couldn't be happier.
Leaving my car and downstairs behind, I get off the elevator with a new pep in my step at my progress so far.
Now, to get them an apartment. Tanya already warned me that Edward will be fighting us all the way because he's stubborn like that. When I told her that I know, she smiled and hugged me telling me how happy it makes her to see me with him. She said that she knew what we thought about this just being an arrangement, but it was obvious to her that it's now more. I couldn't help but look down at my lap when she said it to Edward because it was true.
Walking into my place, Jake is on the couch, his bare feet propped up on my coffee table and his head behind a Hustler magazine. I shake my head as I shut the door behind me, head over to where he is, and dropping my keys on the table. I push his feet off, causing him look up from his magazine and arch an eyebrow at me.
"You know, it's not nice to interrupt me right?" he says. "I believe you learned that lesson when we were twelve."
"First of all, I was sick that day or else I would've dropped you like you know I can any other day."
"Oh shut up," he mumbles, lifting the magazine back up to his face before he asks. "How is Tony? Fully sated?"
Shaking my head, I answer, "No, he's home and pissed off at me."
"Oooh, trouble in paradise?" he asks.
"Me being pushy for his own good and him being stubborn for the wrong reasons."
"He'll come around. I mean, look at you. What's not to love?"
"Oh shut up," I tell him, knowing that he's just patronizing me.
I throw myself down on the couch beside Jake while he continues to go through the magazine. He likes to focus on each page as he admires his sometimes dates–because he goes through the magazine like a dating sheet for women–so I don't interrupt. Instead, I relax beside him thinking about the things Edward shared with me. My mind reverts back to his parents and wondering what kind of people could do that to their child. In a very weird way, it makes my parents aside from their disapproval of my sexuality, seem like better parents.
But then again, maybe they're not so different. I know that if my mother had the ability to, she'd control a helluva a lot more in my life. Especially my finances. But I'm thankfully that my inheritance comes straight through Grandpa and my mom and dad can't touch my money.
A fact that my mother hates.
"Gone off in dream world? Are you thinking about Tony?" Jake teases.
With a sigh, I look over at him and say, "Edward. His real name is Edward and he's a hooker."
Jake freezes. He looks at me as if I'd grown two heads while gaping like a fish out of water. But before he can utter a word, someone buzzes the door.
I get up and head over to it,hoping that it will distract me or at least help build up the bravery to let Jake in on all that's been going on with me when this person is gone.
Opening it up reveals none other than Alice. "What do you want, Alice?"
"Oh, come on, Jazzy, relax," she says as she walks up to me and runs her hand over my chest. I stop her hand midway down to the waist of my jeans and turn and walk back over to where Jake is.
When she sees him, she rolls her eyes and asks, "Does he have to be here, can't he see that you need a moment alone with your girlfriend?"
This has to end. If I'm going to go forward with Edward and find out what my time with him has to offer. I can't let this pathetic charade get in the way of that.
"Yes, he has to be here for this, because a) I want to talk him about something and b) I want a formidable witness who you can't influence to hear when I break up with you for the last time." She moves to protest, but I hold my hand up, silencing her as Jake jumps up from the couch with a smile plastered on his face.
"Now, I don't give a damn what you want to tell my parents nor do I care what happens after this because I've got my own life to live and that's what I'm going to do." She tries to talk again and Jake tells her to shut up.
I smile at his eagerness before looking back at Alice and continuing, "This," I say, gesturing between me and her. "Whatever it was, is over. I've got someone. Someone who's more beautiful than you could think of. And he's everything I never thought I'd ever have the privilege of meeting, but I'm incredibly lucky that we have met. And I don't want this pathetic charade of yours and my parents hindering what we have."
She laughs manically before saying, "He? You're dumping me for a fucking man?"
"Of course he is, he's gay, you idiotic bitch," Jake says, jumping to my defense. She throws him a nasty look but Jake isn't fazed by it one bit as he throws one back at her.
I didn't feel it until it happened. I'm too busy looking at Jake and shaking my head in laughter at his protectiveness that when I feel the sting of her slap on my cheek, it surprises me and I whip my head to her to glare at her.
She raises her hand to slap me again and I grab it midair, pulling her to me and saying, "You got away with the first one, don't even think about another." The hard look I throw her has her cowering away once I release her hand. She mumbles then yells before huffing as she makes her way to the door. She shouts that she'll be heading straight to my parents to tell them about this.
"I'm grown man, Alice," I sneer as she opens the door. "I don't answer to my mother. Not anymore." With that, she glares at me and tells me we'll see about that before slamming it shut behind her. I know that this was only the beginning but I'd leave that for later. Right now, I have to deal with Jake.
He stands there astonished for minute while repeating over and over again if I'd really just done that. Before I can even answer him, he grabs me and hoists me in the air, spinning me around while he laughs like a maniac.
"Would you put me down?" I yell as laughter escapes me.
He does and I move to the couch falling back against it. I lean forward as he throws himself down beside me, laughing still until it starts to die down. Leaning forward as I wait for him to ask his questions, I run my hand through my hair a couple of times.
"That was so fucking good," he says. "I can't believe it. Finally!"
"Good to see you so happy now," I say.
He bumps my shoulder with his, chuckling before he goes silent for a bit. I chance a look at him and notice him watching me intently. And then he asks what I'd been waiting on.
"Now, Jas, please explain to me what you said about Ton…I mean, Edward being a hooker."
"Just like I said, Jake, he's a prostitute, well, actually he'll be quitting by tomorrow."
"What do you mean?" Jake asks, scratching his head and sitting forward too, mirroring my position. "How did you meet? I mean, is this something you've done before because I could have probably hooked you up with an agency or something."
"And you know an agency for gay guys?" I ask, laughing and shaking my head.
"Of course I know an agency. Well, it has girls mostly but there is a side of it that caters to men too," he tells me.
"Well, I don't need that."
"At least tell me you met him in a bar and not on some street corner." When he says it, he meets my eyes and must have seen the guilt there because he springs up from the couch in anger.
"Jesus! Fuck! Jasper, what are you thinking?" he shouts. "Hold up, you brought him home today. Wait…you went down there? I mean, yeah, you've been down there but this is a casual thing for you now. You go there a lot or something? Where does he even live?"
"Yeah," I whisper before saying. "And yes, I've been down there but no, it's not somewhere I frequent my choice just out of necessity. I need to meet him or pick him up. And he didn't let me see where he lived exactly until today when I practically forced my way upstairs."
Looking at him, I can practically see the wheels turning in his head as he tries to decipher what I'd just told him.
"Wa…wait a minute, so Ton…Edward really is a prostitute?"
"Yeah," I say, calmly. "Yeah, he is."
"Jesus, Jasper, come on man," he laughs. "Please tell me you're joking."
"I'm not."
"Fuck! How can you be so careless?"
"What?" I jump up saying. I wasn't in the mood to be judged right now. "Listen, I don't need your judgment right now. What I need right now is my best friend because I like this guy. I mean, I really like him and I don't know what I'm going to do. Not only that, but I'm about to be in a shit storm with my parents once Alice fucking babbles to my mother. Oh! And when they find out that I've pissed off their fucking charade for a hooker that will be the news of the fucking century!"
I get up and start to pace the room. My heart beating ferociously in my chest and it feels like it's about burst right out if I don't calm down soon. The world feels like it's closing in on me and my knees buckle, sending me to the floor. Jake is by my side in a second, rubbing my back, and telling me to breathe. I close my eyes and try to do what he says, but it hardly helps.
Holy shit! Am I having a panic attack?
I thought I'd gotten rid of these. I used to have them a lot more when I was younger, especially after telling my parents the truth about me. It was even diagnosed and I saw a therapist but in recent years, I haven't felt anything like this so I thought it was gone.
But here I am, on the floor, lying down, after Jake coaxes me to. I'm lying still, eyes closed and doing therapeutic breathing. Jake moves from trying to help me maintain my calm to joking that he can't have me passing out on him because he was in no mood to give me mouth to mouth right now. A few more encouraging words from him and I'm off the floor and on the couch. He goes for some water and after drinking it, I relax against the seat, and again, close my eyes.
We sit there for a second while my mind goes to Edward and how much I need him right now. I want to call him, but I need Tanya to work her magic as she calls it and pray that Edward accepts my offer via Tanya.
Jake nudges and asks if I'm asleep. I open my eyes and tell him no, that I'm only thinking. After a bit more silence, he says, "So the party was a little over a month ago, right?"
"Yeah," I reply.
Jake lives in his mind. He has a high IQ and a head for finance like you wouldn't believe. There is nothing he can't decipher. He turns to me and sighs, closing his eyes and rubbing his temples before opening them to meet mine as he goes on to ask more questions.
"And how did you meet Edward exactly?" he asks.
"I got lost. At first, I just got in the car and started to drive. I wasn't sure where I was going or anything, I just needed to be far away."
"So you ended up where he works then?"
"Yeah. I didn't even know where I was until I noticed the girls on the corner and the cars crawling pass mine. And then when I was about to speed up to get out of there, I spotted him. I saw Edward. He was talking to a girl and laughing and Jake, I don't know what happened. I just knew I had to get him to me. So I drove up and the girl, Tanya as it turned out, walked up to my car first."
"Is she pretty?" he asks with a smirk.
"She's beautiful, Jake, and so nice. She loves Edward. She takes care of him."
"That's good," he says.
I smile and then continue. "So, I told her that it was him that I wanted and she motioned him over. So he came over and my heart stopped when he looked at me. So there you have it, and now we're here."
"Why not just sleep with him? Why do you want to be with him?" he asks.
"I don't know. I just know I've never felt like this. I want to know about him. I wanna know everything. Jake, you have to understand, it started out as just me being a customer but each time we're around each other, it changes to something deeper. Because with him, I feel brave, I feel free. I don't want to let that go."
"What do you need from me?" he questions without me even saying anything else.
So I tell him. I tell him about the call to Emmett and how Emmett will see what he can do. Jake then says that he'll help with the moving part. He gets up and calls his realtor right then and there, telling her he needs an apartment like yesterday. Considering that it's Sunday, I didn't think he could get it done, but then again he did sleep with her so that's a dumb point.
When he gets back to me, throwing himself down beside me again he tells me to expect a call from his realtor around Wednesday. I practically jump on him, hugging him to me. But when I kiss his cheek, he throws me off causing me to laugh. He then says that it's not that he doesn't enjoy the attention, because he knows how hot he is and that I can't resist, but he doesn't want to make my boyfriend jealous. Hearing him call Edward that sends a thrill through me and I genuinely hug him this time. No antics.
Jake leaves a little after that and I move to my bedroom, throwing myself down on the bed with my cell phone in hand, wondering if I should call Edward. Closing my eyes, I sigh and decide to give Tanya a little more time before I make the call. But I probably will before the day is out. I need to hear his voice.
My house phone begins to ring but I don't move to answer it. Instead, I let the machine get it and sure enough it's Mother telling me that she knows I'm there and I should pick up.
I don't move from my spot.
She hangs up and then the phone rings again a minute later. This time it's my father wanting to know what's going on.
I still don't move.
Again it rings and this time it's Alice saying that she's going to give me some time to get this out of my system and then we'll talk.
I get up and make my way to my answering machine, deleting all messages.
Since the ringing is getting on my nerves and I need to give Tanya just a little more time, I call the one other person I can talk to.
Grandpa picks up on the second ring and laughs. He tells me that my dad, just called him and told him what my mother and Alice must have babbled to my dad. He says Dad is asking him to talk some sense into me, but all he wants to know are two things.
I ask him what and he says, "The guy's name and are you happy?"
"His name is Edward and yes, Grandpa, I'm really happy."
Thanks to abbymickey24 looking this over for me. Heart ya bb!
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