Disclaimer- Don't own Twilight. So this chapter contains sex and spousal abuse.

A/N- Thanks for all the reviews. For this chapter Edward and Jacob become closer and it also shows what Edward sometimes has to deal with his celebrity status and Bella. So please enjoy.

Roughly Jacob pulled himself out of bed, checking his alarm clock it said that it was already ten in the morning. Shit I overslept. Last night had been rough, after he and Edward said goodbye. He had a few more clients, but they wanted to have very rough sex with him and didn't pay his prices. Then after that some pimp tried to recruit him, but he ran away before anything could happen. Grumbling, he stiffly walked to the living room where Elijah sat in front of the television watching cartoons. "Hey why didn't you wake me up?"

"Daddy in pain," Elijah said looking worried. When he got up, he went into his daddy's room to wake him up, but everytime he touched Jacob he would wince in pain. "I make food." He pointed to the kitchen where cereal and milk was everywhere.

Damn now I have to clean. "Great," Jake lied. C'mon Daddy has a job interview and I need to drop you off at your babysitter."

The child's lower lip went out in a pout. "No job, want daddy." If a three year old could be tired of not seeing a parent then Elijah was the exception.

"You can't Elijah, once I get this job; we'll spend more time together. Let's take a shower." Elijah perked up, he loved taking a bath with Jake. Immediately he stripped off his pajamas and ran to the bathroom, with Jake slowly following behind wincing at every step.

Once they were clean and dressed, Jake cleaned up the kitchen somewhat and got ready to leave until the phone went off. "Hello."

"Mr. Black this is Tanya Morris; you have been approved to rent one of our apartments."

Finally some good news, he thought. Yesterday after his regular job, he looked and found a one bedroom apartment that he could afford. It was in a crappier neighborhood, but he didn't care as long as it was something. The rent would be a killer, but if he still whored himself then he would be able to make the payments. "When can I move in?" He wanted to move as fast as possible without Damian finding out.

"If you can come sign some papers today, you can start tomorrow if you like."

"Yes thank you, I'll be there in four hours. Is that alright?"

"Sure, bye."

"Bye." Hanging up the phone, he grinned. A new apartment and job, guess my luck is getting better. At least there won't be that much to move. The two bedroom apartment he lived in now barely had any furniture, or much of anything. "Hey little guy, we're going to move away from Damian."

"Yay," Elijah cheered. "Where?"

"Someplace far away," he replied. "Ok we have to go Daddy is getting another job."

Come as you are

Stay with me.

"Damn," Edward said aloud. "I can't come up with anymore lyrics to this song." After his time with Jacob, he came up the melody about him, but now he could barely write any lyrics. As he kept thinking, his office phone went off. "Hello."

"Mr. Cullen there is a young man by the name of Jacob Black downstairs saying that he needs to see you," his secretary said.

"Send him up to my office."

"Yes sir."

Hanging up, Edward made sure that his office was clean and waited until Jake showed up. He noticed that the younger man was walking slowly. "Hi Jacob," he said.

"Hey, can we get this job thing over with I have to do some stuff."

"Sure, follow me to Trevor's office, he does all the hiring." The two walked together down the hall of the expansive building. "So how was your morning?" Edward asked.

Jake's turned his weary eyes toward the ground. "It was okay. Look why are you doing this for me?"

"Because, I don't want to see a beautiful guy like you get hurt by someone."

You have no idea, thought Jacob. "Thanks for looking out for me, no one else does."

"No problem." Edward led them to a large wood door with window panes at each side. Stepping in they saw a man around 40 with blond hair writing. "Trevor."

"Edward," Trevor said smiling, as he took a look at Jacob his smile grew bigger. "So this is him, leave and I'll see what I can do."

"You're in good hands," Edward whispered to Jake before taking off.

"Jake sit and hand me your resume." Obeying Jake did what he was told. Trevor read over it and smirked. "No experience that proves to me that you are not competent to work here. The only thing I can offer is a janitorial job. Better yet you can be my little whore."

"Hell no," said Jake snatching his resume away.

"Why not? Don't play games with me, I know the only reason you're here, is because Edward wanted someone like you to be close. You are the first whore he has brought in for a job." Reaching into his desk, Trevor pulled out $700 in bills. "All this is yours just show me how talented your mouth is."

"Can I just take the job?"

"Show me how your mouth works first," Trevor said unzipping his pants and pulling out his penis. Rolling his eyes, Jacob went to the man, got on his knees and put the man's extremely small penis into his mouth. "Good boy, use your tongue."

The money goes toward Elijah, is what Jake kept repeating in his mind as he sucked. It didn't take too long before the older man shot his cum into Jake's mouth. Spitting it out, he got up and took the money. "What about the job?"

"You made me cum too early; I rather not have someone of your qualifications working here."

"YOU FUCKING BASTARD!" Grabbing Trevor's collar, Jake tried to restrain himself from choking the man. Feeling pain surging through his head, he let go. "Fuck you," he said walking out. He tried to get his anger under control, but it was no use. Not only was he mad at Trevor, but at himself for being so gullible.

"Jacob, you got done that quickly," asked Edward running toward him. Jake shoved past him. "What happened?"

"Fuck you."

"What happened?" Jake looked down at the ground in embarrassment. "Jacob please tell me."

"Am I some type of joke to you? You want to know what happened; he exploited the fact that I needed money, by having me suck his disgusting cock.

I should have expected that, I was such a fucking idiot. "I'm sorry," said Edward. An awkward silence fell between them. He didn't know what to do to make it up to Jake. "Hey are you hungry?"

"No, I need to go."

"Hey free food; there is a wonderful cafeteria downstairs that delivers to all of the offices. And no one will see us."

A rumbling came through Jake's stomach; he hadn't had time to eat anything this morning, with all the rushing he had to do. "Whatever," he said. There was no point in continuing to starve.

Edward led him back to his office. The 15th level office/piano study could fit Jake's apartment easily. It was sometimes referred as Edward's second home as he preferred to spend his time in it. Walking in, the walls were a cream color reflecting how Edward wanted peace in his life. Couches were everywhere, along with a desk, chairs, small refrigerator. Expensive art hung on the walls. In a second room there stood a giant white piano.

"Wow," said Jacob looking around. He had never been in such an impressive place, when he thought about offices it was just the whole cubicles in a large room idea. "This place could easily fit my apartment."

"It's nothing much," Edward said leading them to his desk. Jake became interested with the numerous photographs on it. Picking up a picture frame, he identified Edward standing next a large boy with short brown hair with an impish grin on his face, while a boy with blond curly hair gave a wistful smile. "Those are my brothers, the tall one is Emmett; he is currently playing college football and the other is Jasper who is getting his master's degree in history."

"Oh." Jake put the frame down and picked up another one that showed as small pixie girl with short black hair sitting next to the model Rosalie Hale, while an older woman sat between the two. "Who are these people and why is Rosalie in this picture?"

"Rosalie is my adopted sister, the smaller one is Alice. She is a freshman at Long Beach and the last one is our mother Esme."

"None of you look alike," Jake pointed out.

"We were all adopted; I'm the oldest of the family so I was first adopted at age 12, then came Rosalie and Jasper, then Emmett and lastly Alice was the last one. She is also the baby of the family."

"How old is she?"

"18, Emmett is 21, and Rosalie and Jasper are 23. Our parents were in their thirties when they adopted all of us."

"Really wow?"

"Amazing I know, must people don't adopt older children, but they wanted to give all of us a chance of having a family." Edward picked up a frame that showed a regal looking man with soft blond hair standing next to Esme. "That's Carlisle."

"He was there when…" Jake almost let it slip that the man was there with his ex girlfriend Isis when she delivered Elijah, three years ago. He remembered that when Isis was going through severe labor pains, Carlisle let her hold his hand and talked to calmly telling her that having a baby was a blessing and that she will be loved forever by her son. None of that came true, since Isis gave up Elijah a few weeks after he was born. Hell Elijah didn't know he had a mommy.

"What?"

"Nothing," he said settling on one of the couches.

Edward's eyebrow went up in confusion, but didn't say a word. Grabbing his phone, he called down to the cafeteria. "Hi can I get a Monte Cristo and a cheesesteak with an order of steak fries. Hold on a second. Jacob is what I ordered ok?"

"Sure."

"Ok, I'm back on both sandwiches put sautéed onions, on the Monte Cristo three tomatoes and chipotle mayo. For dessert the can I get the chocolate mousse with extra whip cream. Ok thank you." He hung up the phone. "The food will be up in a few minutes. So tell me about yourself, how old are you?"

"19."

"You're so young, do you go to college?"

"Yes, part-time, most of my time is working at my retail job."

"So do you…"

"I whore myself for extra money; I have bills, college loans, and a new apartment to pay for, so I need the money. I normally don't have sex with strangers," Jake explained feeling annoyed about all the questions.

"That's good, so do you have a family?"

"I have two older twin sisters. Rebecca lives in Hawaii with her surfer husband Johnny and they have a seven year old girl named Leila. The other one Rachel is engaged and is going to have a baby soon. My dad is still alive and my mom died years ago from a car crash."

"Oh I'm sorry."

"Don't be." Taking in a big breath through his nose, Jake yawned and rested his head against the top of the couch. He was ready for a long nap.

"Tired?"

"Yes, sorry."

"It's okay," Edward said. Taking another deep yawn, Jake eyes fluttered until they were fully closed and he drifted off to a deep sleep. Smiling Edward laid Jake down, got a blanket and covered the teen. Kissing him on the cheek, he savored how smooth the skin was. Having a stroke of inspiration, Edward grabbed his notebook and began to write a song.

Twenty minutes later, a buzz on his door let him know that the food was here. Getting it he set everything up before waking up Jacob. Gently he shook the teen. "What's going on," Jake yawned.

"Food is here," said Edward gently wiping away loose strands of hair from the teen's face. "I have everything ready."

With a stretch and a yawn, Jake sat up and walked to the table where the food was at. Taking a sit he immediately started to eat without talking. He was so hungry, with barely any money there was nothing he would eat tonight. "This is good."

"Our company's kitchen has a good reputation. Did you eat this morning?"

"No, was too much in a rush," Jake said with a mouth full of sandwich. Edward decided to let him enjoy the rest of his food. After the main course the two ate dessert, but Edward let Jacob have most of it, since he was to skinny. Taking a huge burp, Jake felt content with himself. "Thanks for the food."

"No problem."

"I need to leave," Jake said standing up.

"Wait Jacob, I know the job idea fell through, but I do want to get to know you. Can I get your cellphone number?"

"Do I get yours?"

"Yes, but all I ask is if you don't give it to anyone."

"I wouldn't do that to people that I like."

Edward smiled at the comment and pulled out his phone, so the two could exchange numbers. Once they were done, Jake grabbed his bag and Edward escorted him outside. While they were in the elevator, Jake leaned against one of the walls and yawned again. "Go home and get some sleep," said Edward.

"If I could, I would," Jake replied taking another large yawn. Once he left, he would be taking the bus across town to sign the papers for his new apartment, and then tonight he would be out late prostituting himself.

Standing next to him, Edward leaned in and stared into Jacob's tired eyes. "Make sure, you get some sleep when you get home." Not knowing what to do, he placed a kiss on Jacob's forehead. "For me." Blushing Jake nodded yes. "Good." When they got to the entrance, Edward knew that the paparazzi were outside, so he stood by the door. "Bye."

"Bye, I'll call later," said Jake running off to catch his bus.

Smiling to himself, Edward went back up to his office feeling happier than he had in a long time.

Edward yawned as his flight touched down in New York City, because of demands he had to fly back two days after giving his number to Jacob. They had been getting along well in talking for two hours everyday. Edward was hoping to spend some time, with the teen, but no he had to fly out for business. He was hoping to get back to L.A. sometime next week, but there was talk that he would be sent to Chicago to collaborate with some artist.

Pulling out his laptop, he checked his email. The first one was from Bella demanding why he hadn't answered any of her phone calls to him. He quickly wrote back that he was in meeting and couldn't answer them, and that he would be seeing her soon. The second email was from Emmett who sent him the link to an online newspaper talking about him. Reading it, Edward learned that his baby brother was MVP at his last game. The third email was from Jasper saying hi and the last one was from Braxton telling him that he wanted to spend time with him. Edward didn't even bother to answer that.

Closing his laptop and eyes, he focused his mind on Jacob. There was something about the teen that intrigued him even if they have only been in each other's presence three times. And the last time he kissed him. He couldn't figure out his feeling. The second night they met, he couldn't take advantage of Jacob, because of the situation, but he desperately wanted to fuck the teen. Even with the sex element, something in the back of his mind said that he should begin a relationship.

This is your captain speaking; Flight 290 from Los Angeles to New York will land in ten minutes, please set your seats in their upright positions and secure all trays and thank you for flying with us today.

Regarding the announcement, Edward did what he was told. After the plane landed, he put on a hat and a pair of sunglasses, like they would do much good. The paparazzi always figured out who he was. Just as he expected the minute he stepped in the terminal, flashes of light kept going off, as he was led away by his agent and bodyguard.

"OH MY GOD, IT'S EDWARD." Before he knew it a crazed fan girl managed to get past everyone and tackled him to the ground. "I LOVE YOU," she screamed as her lips dived for his. "Please kiss me, make love to me. You're my soul mate." She was lifted off him by Percy his bodyguard. "Let me go, I want him."

Getting up himself, Edward ran through the airport to get away from everyone, but he was chased not only by the paparazzi, but from crazed fans that wanted a piece of him. Shit why can't my life be normal, he thought. Managing to get through the airport, he pulled out his phone and called Oscar. "Get my luggage, I'm hopping into a cab and going home."

"No problem sir."

Hanging up, he managed to get a taxi and relax somewhat, but people were crowding the car taking pictures. "Drive out of here quick," he said covering his face. The driver nodded and sped as fast as he could. Giving the driver directions, he leaned back and tried to get his head in order. This is getting ridiculous.

For New York the streets are not that crowded, so Edward made it home in no time. Getting out, he paid the driver and walked inside first heading towards the mini bar. Taking a bottle of tequila he drank most of the bottle until he felt numb. Stumbling upstairs, he entered the master bathroom, were he filled the tub to the brim to the hottest temperature the water could go. Stripping, he got in.

Closing his eyes, he started to wonder. Bella must be at the demon's ballet practice at this time. God please let them get hit by car or something that I don't have His mind kept thinking about how he didn't want to see them. I wonder what Jacob is doing right now? I'll call him when I get out. Gradually, the water turned from boiling hot to chilling cold. By the time it was there the annoying voices of Bella and Renesmee could be heard.

"Edward," called Bella. He kept his mouth shut and put his head below the water to tune the woman out. However even with this action, her voice became louder and closer, until she was in the bathroom staring down at her husband. "Edward," she said slurred. Earlier in the morning she drank two glasses of wine, at Renesmee's ballet lesson, she drank a water bottle full of vodka and just getting home she drank another glass of wine.

"Jesus woman, can't I take a bath in peace," he scowled lifting his head back up. "What the hell do you want?"

"I need money."

"Why?"

"Because I need to pay the fee for Renesmee's gymnastics class."

"She's already in ballet, singing, piano, cheerleading, and fucking acting classes. Why in the hell does she need to take gymnastics?"

"Because I want her to be a well rounded young woman and it's something she adores."

"Fuck that, I'm not paying for another damn lesson. If you want her to participate so much, get a damn job and earn some money instead of mooching off of me. The both of you think I'm made of goddamn money," he said getting out. Taking a towel, he wrapped it around his waist and walked into the master's bedroom with Bella following. He noticed the scowl on her face. "Do you have a problem?"

"You obviously don't care about our daughter," said Bella already fed up with the whole conversation.

"No shit Sherlock and to get things correct, she's not my daughter in the first place. I know you were fucking around when she was conceived."

"That's a lie; the only man I have slept with is you."

"And Michael Newton to."

"He's only my friend," she said going to stand next to him. Edward rolled his eyes at her as he put on his boxers and a pair of jeans. "Why are you so jealous?"

"Actually I'm not my beautiful swan," he said sarcastically. Grabbing her by the shirt he looked her dead in her eyes. "You smell like a damn bar, were you drinking while your child was wasting my money with her no talent."

"Don't give me that, I saw the empty bottle of tequila when I came in. I got a call from Trevor the other day telling me that you brought some whore into see him. You talk about me cheating, when you go out and fuck anything with legs."

"At least they're not dried up like you. Tell me Bella how do you get yourself wet by fucking yourself with a dildo or does Mike make it better. However the last time I checked his dick was the size of tack. So don't give me your bullshit. Least I tell you who the hell I sleep around with, you on the other hand try to be all sneaky. Why don't you tell the truth for once?"

"Why don't you grow a pair of balls, you useless excuse for a man," she fired back. "The only good that came from you is our daughter."

"My daughter, stop with all you delusions already. The hell spawn is not mine, so I think you need to stop saying this."

"She loves you."

"Bullshit Bella, I hate her and vice versa. You know I never considered her my daughter and the only reason I have tolerated it for so long is to keep up with appearances. For all I care she could be dead and I would pay for the funeral, but I would not be sad. I actually dance on her grave and yours to. Why don't you do me a favor and kill yourself and her."

Turning a deep shade of red, Bella picked up their bedside lamp and threw it at him. "FUCK YOU! I can't wait for the day when you get sent to hell."

"You'll be there to," he said dodging another lamp barely missing him and shattering against the wall. "Is that all you got?" In a split second Bella tackled him and tried to scratch out his eyes with her nails. Taking her wrists he easily picked her up and threw her on their bed. Bella quickly recovered in throwing herself back at him attempting to kill him. Getting a good punch in, she slammed her fist against his nose. Placing his hand against his nose he saw the blood coming from it. "Bitch."

He had to control ever ounce of strength that he had not to slap her back. Gritting his teeth, he went to the bathroom to clean up, but Bella followed. "Say something you asshole," she screamed jumping on his back. Getting her off, he flipped her down to the ground. "I hate you."

"The feeling is mutual," he said. To show his dominance he reached out for her wrist and squeezed it just enough that she felt pain.

Before he could say anything else, Renesmee ran into the bathroom. Seeing the shocking scene of Edward holding her mommy's wrist. She attacked the man with vigor. She had heard the shouting and screaming, it scared her that she didn't have the perfect parents that people at her school believed. "I hate you," she screamed at him. "You hurt Mommy."

Pulling the child off him, he lifted her up until she could see his face. "What I did is nothing compared to all the hurt she has caused me over the years." Looking into her eyes, he saw complete terror that snapped him out of his angry state. Putting her down, he felt sick. "Go to your room, while your mother and I talk."

"But…"

"No buts just go," he said raising his voice. Not wanting to see him anymore angry, she ran off. Pulling Bella off the ground, he stared into her brown eyes. "I'm tired of this shit. Get out."

"What no, this is my house to Edward Cullen," she growled. At this point she could barely stand up as the alcohol kept affecting her more. Standing near him she lurched forward and vomited onto his feet. Not wanting another fight, Edward just put her in the tub and turned on the shower. Sticking his feet in, he made sure they were clean, before leaving to lock himself in his office.

A/N- How was the chapter guys, please let me know. Sorry for the lack of Edward and Jacob scenes, but I don't want them to jump to fast into a relationship.

Next Chapter- Jacob tries to leave Damian and another step in Jake's and Edward's relationship.