Disclaimer- This chapter has sex.

A/N- Thanks to everyone that reviewed and put this story into their alerts and favorites. So this chapter some bad things happen to Jake, but Edward will come to the rescue.

Going back inside the house, Jake got a tray of drinks, but the pain was becoming too much for him to bare. His head felt like a thousand sledge hammers were pounding on it. Wincing he couldn't take it anymore and headed over to Quil, who was working the bar. "Hey I'm going to leave," he said putting the drinks down.

"What why?"

"I feel sick that's all." Just then he started to vomit everywhere. His stomach felt like it was a fire. Damn it Damian. More vomit kept coming out as he desperately tried to stay conscious. His vision blurred as his breathing started to become jagged. This can't happen. No I have to get myself together for Elijah.

"Shit Jake," said Quil grabbing a few towels. "Dude if you were sick you shouldn't have came."

"I don't need the lecture now," Jake managed to get out as another surge of vomit came out, this time it was mixed with blood. Then everything got black and he passed out.

Edward eventually made it back inside the house; he was going to leave anyway, but he heard some commotion. Running towards the noise, he had to push past a crowd of people to find the server he had talked to earlier laying passed out on the ground. And no one was doing anything, but watching. "Everyone move," he yelled. Getting close he pulled off his jacket and undid Jake's shirt. Then he listened if Jake had a heartbeat, luckily there was one, but it was beating rapidly. "Someone call 911."

"We just called," said a frightened Quil. "Will he be okay?"

"Help me sit him up, so he doesn't choke on his own vomit." They rolled Jake on his side, while Edward checked his pupils by taking out his car keys, he had a small flashlight attached and shined it into Jake's eyes. They reacted a little. "What happened to him?"

"He came to me saying that he was sick and that he was going to leave, that's when the vomiting started. He appeared to be in pain all night."

He was in pain when I talked to him, Edward thought. I was so stupid to accept his excuse that he was fine, when I knew he wasn't. "Can tell me what his name is?"

"It's Jacob."

"Jacob if you can hear me, I need for you to try and move your finger." Nothing happened. Someone get me a wet towel." Someone rushed and gave him what he wanted; Edward cleaned him up then made sure that Jacob was still breathing until the paramedics came. Then they took over taking him out of the home, with Quil following behind.

Getting off the floor, Edward quickly followed behind, until Braxton jumped in front of him blocking the way. "Edward had to be the savior of the party," laughed Braxton. "Next time I should go with a company with employees that are not on drugs."

"He was sick, not on drugs," he growled.

"But his kind are known for their drug use, now that's he is gone, come to my room."

"I rather not," Edward said running outside, by the time he got there the ambulance was already gone. Damn it Braxton. Even after Jacob almost died, the party resumed its energetic atmosphere, since everyone was drunk and didn't care about the well being of a person below them. Edward cared that he wanted to find out more about Jacob. Walking around he found another server. "Hey what do you know about Jacob?"

The small girl that reminded him of Alice blushed. She was ecstatic that the great Edward Cullen was even talking to her. "Nothing sir, I haven't worked with him before. Do you want anything to eat or drink or something else? You can have sex with me if you want," she whispered. "I've had sex with tons of guys before, but never someone as sexy as you."

Edward felt uncomfortable as he backed away the girl couldn't be that old. Ok she is freaking me out. "No, who was that guy with him?"

"His friend I think, sorry I can't give any more information, but I can give you me."

"No thanks. What company do you work for?"

"Serve Right."

"Thanks," he said walking away for the overly sexed girl. There was no point being at the party, collecting his jacket; he headed out to his mustang without saying goodbye to anyone. Tomorrow after I see Alice I will call the company and see if Jacob is alright. Once he got back to his apartment, he took a hot shower and kept thinking about Jacob. I have never thought this away about anyone before, am I falling for him. No I don't even know him. Shaking his head of the confusing thought, he got out of the shower and dressed in a pair of boxers. Settling in his room, he laid on his bed only to close his eyes and see Jacob.

Jake grumbled to himself as he got off the bus; he had to spend a total of twelve hours in the hospital, so they could make sure that he was ok. He had a slight concussion and was told that he needed to come back in a day or two to be reevaluated. He had no intention to do that, because he would have to pay more. He didn't have health insurance, so the whole hospital visit was a big blow to his bank account. He would have to make monthly payments for the next year to cover the costs.

Finally making it to Ms. Stone's home, he knew she wouldn't be happy about him getting Elijah later. He had made Quil call from the hospital, but that didn't do much of anything. From what Quil said, Ms. Stone cussed him out over the phone and slammed it down. Knocking on the door, the shrill woman answered it. "Where the hell have you been," she shouted.

"I had my friend call you last night, I was in the hospital," Jake said. He wasn't in the mood dealing with her, because he had to save his strength to deal with Damian later. The older man called his phone all night demanding where he was. Jake didn't answer it, fearing what he would do.

"Then your friend should have gotten your child and I don't appreciate you giving my number to men I don't know. They could come and rape me. That's it I'm not watching Elijah anymore."

"C'mon please, I didn't know I was going to get sick."

"You know my policies. Get your child and leave."

"Whatever," said Jake pushing past her. Sometimes he couldn't believe why he left his child with her. Well at the beginning she was happy to have the chance to take care of his son. But as time progressed she showed obvious favoritism. All the children were treated better then Elijah. She gave him a small portion of food compared to the others, or if he wet himself during naptime, she would only clean him when she knew Jacob was about to pick him up. Then she set him in timeout for hours over nothing.

"I still want my payment for watching him."

"You'll get it." Sighing, he found Elijah watching TV. "Hey little guy sorry daddy wasn't here earlier."

"Ok Daddy," said Elijah just happy that his father came; he was harboring delusions that Jacob didn't want him anymore. But now he was happy his daddy wasn't leaving him here.

Jake picked up his son and his bag and walked out without saying anything to Ms. Stone. When he walked towards his apartment, he saw his landlord putting something on his door. "What are you doing?" He asked.

The stout man with a thick black mustached frowned at him. "Putting a warning on your door, I got complaints last night about your boyfriend and the excessive noise; this is not the first time this has happened. Where is my rent?"

"I don't have it."

"Why not? You know what this is it, no rent. I am evicting you, be gone in the next two weeks," the landlord said.

Jake couldn't believe his luck. "That's complete bullshit."

"I do not care, I have warned you multiple times; I want you gone, you are my most troublesome tenant. I will not take it anymore."

Jake could have responded back, but he just walked inside and slammed the door behind him. "This is just great," he said under his breath as he set Elijah down. Going to the answering machine, he checked if he had any messages. There was only one.

Jacob this is Mr. Shawl, you general supervisor. Because of last night's incident, we have to let you go. Please come by later to pick up your last check and bag.

"Shit," he yelled. Why is this happening to me? In the course of a day, I have lost my babysitter, job and apartment. What can happen next? The door was forced open. I spoke to soon.

Hearing footsteps, Jake turned around only to see stars as Damian slapped him. "Where the fuck were you, I said I was going to come over," Damian screamed in his face.

Jake touched his burning cheek and hissed at the pain. "I was in the hospital."

"You liar, you just didn't want this." Damian grabbed his crotch. "I should beat you for lying, but I'm going to be generous and not. He pulled Jake's pants down. His head turned towards Elijah. "Go to your room." However he had no problem in allowing the child see him assault Jacob.

"Yes," the little boy peeped out almost wetting his pants, because Damian never talked to him. As he ran past them Damian stuck his foot out and tripped the toddler. Elijah didn't cry as he got back up and left. In his room, he closed the door, grabbed his stuffed wolf and hid under the bed.

Back in the living room, Damian pushed Jake on the couch, before taking off his pants. His penis was erect as he walked in front of Jake. "Suck it." Not saying a word, Jake took it into his mouth; Damian took a hold of his head and rammed himself into his mouth, almost choking Jake. When he felt ready, he forced Jake on his stomach and pulled apart his cheeks. Not giving any warning, Damian forced himself in. "Shit you're tight," he said as he started to thrust in hard. Jake felt like he was being torn in two, but he didn't cry or say a word. He felt dead inside. After what seemed like forever for him. Damian gave a final thrust and shoot is cum. As he pulled out he slapped Jake's butt. "That was good now make me some food."

"Can I clean myself up?" Jake asked trying not to cry.

"No do it now, I have things to do."

"No."

"What?" Damian slapped Jake. "When I give you an order I want it done." His phone went off, checking it he saw that he had a text message from one of his girlfriends. "I have to leave, when I come back I expect you to act like you have some damn respect." Before he left he gave Jake a good bye punch to the stomach. "Slut." Once Damian was out of the house, Jake collapsed on the floor and cried.

Edward sat silently as his mind kept focusing on Jacob, he had called the hospital he was in earlier, but he had already been discharged. He would be checking the agency he worked for later, but right now he was waiting for Alice to come out of the dressing room. After a stressful night, he got up in the morning and went to get Alice immediately and for the last few hours they have been shopping.

"How do you like this," she said coming out with a short white and black dress on. Because of her small stature she wore clothes that gave the illusion that she had height.

"Cute, do you want it?"

"Of course, oh shoes." Edward laughed at her. He knew that she would wear what he bought her once. Carlisle and Esme wanted Alice to appreciate what she had, so they gave a small amount of money per month and forced her to get a job. However with Alice being the baby, she just called on her brothers to give her money. "I'm hungry, can we eat something?"

"Yes," said Edward taking to the clothes to the cash register as he changed back into her other clothes. Taking out his credit car, he paid $5000 for everything.

As they walked down the street, he saw camera flashes going off. At least that whatever magazine the pictures would be in they would say that he was with his sister. A blond hair woman with a notepad ran up to them. "Mr. Cullen can I get your point of view about your heroic deed last night?" She asked with a plastic grin on her face.

"No comment," he said pushing past her. He wasn't in the mood for going into details about what happened. Oscar had called him a few hours ago demanding why he left the party and what he had done. Edward just said that he helped someone and didn't want to be bothers with the insensitive people there anymore.

"Please, is it true that the young man was on drugs?"

His blood boiled, he didn't know the boy, but he knew how a drug addict acted. He hated that everyone was assuming that, especially Braxton with his ignorant racist remark. "No he wasn't, so please leave."

Not wanting to be followed anymore, the pair ducked into the nearest exclusive restaurant that didn't allow the paparazzi. Being seated the two ordered drinks. "What was that about," Alice asked. She knew people asked about his private life and this wasn't the first time that they have been stopped on the streets to give some sort of interview. But she was interested with the issue of drugs came up.

"Last night I went to a party thrown by Braxton Tubbs."

Alice's mouth fell open, Braxton was one of her favorite actors; she worshipped the man. "Are you serious and you didn't tell me?"

He laughed at his little sister's reaction. "With good reason, anyway one of the waiters got sick and passed out. I made sure that he was ok, since everyone was to drunk off their asses to help. However everyone thinks that he was on drugs at the time."

"You're a hero."

"Not really, I haven't found anything about him, except his name."

"Was he cute?"

"Yes," he whispered. "But I'm going to go by the company later and find out more about him."

"Well, if you two become friends, maybe he can be my boyfriend, "Alice said.

"He might have someone," he replied back. But in the back of his mind he hoped Jacob didn't. Even after their first unofficial meeting, Edward felt some sort of protectiveness toward the boy.

The next night, Jake walked the dingy streets only dressed in a black tank top and a pair of tight blue jeans. He pushed his back against a wall and lit a cigarette; since he was fired he had to make more money. So his only choice until he found a good job was to be a prostitute. Elijah was staying with Quil and Embry; they had no idea what he was doing. And he would never tell Damian. To make himself presentable to other men, he had his neighbor apply makeup to his face to hide the bruises. Then to dull the pain of what the night would bring, he smoked some of Damian's leftover marijuana and drank a full bottle of tequila.

So far he had two clients tonight paying him a total of $200 for his services. He knew he could have made more, but there were other boys walking around offering better deals and right now they were getting all the business. Seeing a black car slowly come up the street, he ran to it, hoping he would get picked. When the car stop, the window was rolled down and he was pointed at. Excited Jake got into the car.

Inside he noticed that the man wore a mask; he felt afraid out, but swallowed his fear. "My name is Jack," he said lying. "It's 50 for a blowjob, 75 for anal or 125 for both.

Behind the mask, Edward recognized that voice. Turning on the lights, his eyes saw Jacob looking at him. What are the chances I would meet him again? I'm not about to do anything with him. He wasn't even planning on picking up someone today, but his day was so stressful with interviews and a recording session, that he needed a stress releaser. "Don't you have a job?"

One of Jake's eyebrows rose up in confusion. "What are you talking about; this is my job, so what about it?" The man didn't say a word. "Look I really need money; I'll do anal and a blowjob for 100 and throw in something for free."

"I'm not going to have you do anything Jacob," Edward said as he drove off.

"How do you know my name?" Edward pulled off his mask. "You're from the other night," Jake pointed out. "Shit, I soliciting from a celebrity. Since you saved my life, I have to have you do me for free." He started to undo his pants.

Edward pushed his hand away. "Jacob, I'm not going to do anything and to answer your question, your friend told me. Why are you doing this?"

"You're asking like you know me, I need money, so if you're not going to sleep with me, just drop me off anywhere."

"No! Are you hungry?"

"What?"

"Are you hungry?"

Jake's stomach growled, Damian had come over while he was at his first job and ate all their food, so whatever was left he gave to Elijah. He hadn't eaten all day and he wasn't going to get paid until next week. His last check from the serving company was given to Ms. Stone and Damian stole the rest. "Yes," he admitted.

"Good." Putting on his shades, Edward drove to a McDonalds and order food through the drive thru. Then he drove to a secluded place, so they could eat in peace.

"Thanks for the food," Jake said stuffing French fries into his mouth. He never thought they would taste so good. He wished he had asked Edward to order a happy meal for Elijah. He always begged for one, but since they were a budget Jake only got them on special occasions.

"No problem," Edward said marveling how adorable Jake was. "I wanted to see if you were okay, so I went by your company and they said you didn't work there anymore."

"Bastards fired me for getting sick. Said someone saw that I was doing drugs on the job. The only thing I did was take aspirin, because I had a headache. The company didn't care; they just got rid of me without hearing my side of the story."

"That sucks."

"Why a star like you want a hooker? Jake asked. "Won't the press find out?"

"Depends on who tells."

"I won't; it must be hard being a star."

"It is with people following me, or my family around taking pictures and asking information. Then there is the constant gossip, but I know none of its real."

"How did you know what to do that night?"

Edward smiled. "My adoptive father is a doctor, so he taught me a lot. If I hadn't gotten into music, I would have followed his footsteps and went to medical school. Sometimes I wished I would have became a doctor, then that way I help more people in life."

"You never answered my other question, why would you want a hooker like me? You're a star that gets tons of groupies."

"I could. Let me put it this way, when you're a star you don't do the most likely thing. Besides eliminating the sex part, it's interesting to talk with different types of people."

Jake eventually stopped eating; he was confused about the whole thing. How is talking to a hooker interesting? "So are you going to fuck me or what? I'm losing money."

"No I'm not, do you really want to sell your body?"

"No, but I have no other choice." He was about to let out that he had a child, but he didn't want anymore of Edward's sympathy.

"I know I just met you, but I could set you up with a job at my recording company."

"I don't need your damn charity," Jake shouted. "What is this for, some worthy cause to save a hooker then get all the glory?"

"No, I don't want to see you selling yourself. If you don't want my offer fine."

Jake had to think for a second, he couldn't pass up an opportunity like this. He still had to find a new apartment, pay bills, plus he has found a new babysitter for Elijah, but the woman was charging even more then Ms. Stone did. "Ok I'll take the offer."

"Good, tomorrow go to Twilight Records around noon. I'll be there."

"Ok. Since we're not, can you just drop me off somewhere?"

"I rather take you home."

"You don't want to go to my neighborhood; I still have work to do."

Edward pulled $500 out of his pocket. "Here this is for spending time with me, I know you're suppose to be working."

Jake pocketed the money. Easiest money I have ever gotten, he is going to keep insisting that I don't do anything tonight, so I'll create an alibi. "Thanks, can you drop me off on Ocean Avenue?"

"Why?"

"My friends have an apartment there and there is something I have to pick up." Edward looked at him weird. "One of them is Quil, the guy who told you my name."

"Oh." As Edward drove his eyes kept taking little glances at Jacob. Everything about him was perfect from the shape of his kissable lips to his likable skin. He wondered what his penis looked like. He's hot; I maybe should have accepted his offer for sex. No, I want him to trust me. "So are you from L.A.?"

"No, I'm used to live on this reservation in Washington called La Push."

"You mean by Forks?"

"Yes," Jake said. He never thought he lived in close proximity to someone famous.

"Irony, my parents live in Forks and I went to the high school for my junior and senior year."

"Small world. What's your dad's name?"

"Carlisle Cullen, he's the chief medical doctor at the hospital. After I graduated we moved away for awhile and my parents just recently moved back. I haven't seen them in a year, been busy with work."

"Well I have seen my dad for the same amount of time." Jake yawned. "Sorry." He was extremely tired, but he couldn't go to sleep.

"That's okay, it's after midnight; I'm ready to sleep to. Got to meet with record company executives in a few hours." Edward pulled onto the street and Jake directed him to what apartment building he wanted to go to. When Edward pulled up, he stopped the car.

"Thanks for the ride," said Jake. "Are you sure you don't want anything? I'm willing to give it for free.'

"No. I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Sure," Jake said getting out of the car. Smiling he walked into the complex to fool Edward, once he knew he had driven off. Jake went back on the streets to sell himself.

A/N- Sorry for the abuse that Jake goes through, but things will get better.

Next Chapter- Jacob and Edward share a small moment and more.