Disclaimer- Don't own Twilight.

A/N- Thanks for the reviews from last chapter they are appreciated. So this chapter is short, but it's essential.

Jake half listened as the doctor talked about what he should do to get better. Today he was being discharged after spending a week in the hospital. During that time, he had to speak with the police, a social worker, and a counselor all regarding what happened to him and his ability to take care of Elijah. All Jake told them is that he didn't know who did it and that Elijah was staying with friends at the time.

The good news about the whole thing was that he didn't have a STD, which surprised him because he knew that Damian slept around with other people. Plus some of his clients weren't the cleanest people in the world.

After the speech, he left and caught the bus home. Checking his cell phone, he noticed that he had multiple messages from Edward. The older man visited for the first two days then had to go and fly back somewhere. When Edward was there they talked about what interested them and Jake learned how the star wasn't a self pompous ass, but a great guy. In the back of his mind, he wanted to tell Edward who raped him, but decided against it.

Pressing the keypad, his phone started telling him all of his messages.

Message 1. Hey Jake this is Edward, I just wanted to say that I'm at the airport about to fly to Texas, call me when you can. Bye.

Message 2. Hey I just landed and telling you that I'm okay. I'll call you soon.

Message 3. Jacob, this is Rachel, what happened, Quil said that you were in the hospital. Are you still going to be able to come home for the wedding, because it's next week. Call me when you can. Oh Dad wants to hear from you to.

Message 4. Hey Jacob, it's Edward; do you know when you're going to leave the hospital? And if possible can you give me Quil's number; I really want to talk with Elijah.

Message 5. Hey slut, where the fuck have you been? Jake ended up deleting this one since it was from Damian.

Message 6. Jake it's Edward, I know you don't want to hear from me, but I miss you. You are constantly on my mind and I'm praying you'll get better soon. Call me if you can. Bye.

Message 7. Daddy, I miss you. Quil no cook good; I miss Edward. Love you.

Message 8. Jacob, please call me, I really want to hear from you; I'll be flying back to L.A. whenever I get the chance, so I'll call you when I do. Oh don't worry about your hospital bill, I'm paying for it.

He still had messages, but he decided not to listen to them. Pressing his head against the window, he thought about Edward. Why does he even try? Closing his eyes, he kept them closed until it was time to get off. Going to his apartment, he threw his stuff down and started to feel stress overcoming his body.

Walking into the bedroom, he laid down and closed his eyes. Slipping into a restless sleep; his mind drifted off into a dream like state.

Standing in a barren wasteland, Jake stood eye to eye with his former self. The once happy go lucky teenager who had dreams and ambitions to make something of his life. "You've fucked up," the younger Jacob said.

"I'm sorry."

"Sorry, look what you've done to me or us. A slut who gets his ass kicked like some girl." The younger Jacob slapped his older self. "Fix it," he said disappearing.

Then an image of Damian appeared; this one was not the evil monster, but the one that Jacob loved when they first met. The good Damian walked up to Jake and gently pulled the younger man into his arms. "I love you," he said.

"Why do you hurt me then?" Jake asked feeling safe for the first time in awhile.

"To make you behave; you know Jacob to be here with me you have to do something?"

"What?"

"Die," he said disappearing.

"Don't leave," Jake cried reaching out for his Damian. Crying the next image to appear was Edward holding Elijah. The toddler seemed relaxed with the older man. Running up to them, Jacob reached out his arms. "Come to Daddy."

"You're not my Daddy," the dream Elijah said. "I don't love you only Edward. Die old daddy."

Edward smirked, "Do what he wants for once in your sad excuse of a life," he said. "Make the world a better place." Turning the two vanished.

Finally the last image to appear was Jake's mother. "Mommy," Jake whispered walking towards her.

"A failure of a son is what I have," said Sarah refusing to look at Jake. "And to believe that I gave birth to you; do as Edward and Damian said die." She then vanished.

Waking up Jake started to cry tears of frustration and hopelessness. Why should I even live anymore? His body started to shake and vomit started to come out everywhere. Getting up, he went into the kitchen and took out a knife, putting it at his wrist, he trembled. He was too scared to make the knife connect with his wrist. Something in the back of his mind, started to tell him that if he did it then all his pain would go away. Then a chorus of voices of his mother, Damian, Edward, Elijah and his younger self urged him to cut.

The cool blade of the knife slowly made a cut into his wrist. It felt good, almost freeing in that he was ending his pain. He made a deeper cut, but instead of cutting the vein, he brought the knife upward and made a long cut up his left arm. Dropping the knife, he watched his blood come out with a strange fascination. You're a coward; can't even finish killing yourself. Turning the blade a little, he made another cut, each cut made him feel better until he sat in a small pool of his own blood.

Feeling a lot better he got up and cleaned himself up and went to go get Elijah.

"I WANT MY DADDY," screamed Elijah as he threw a huge temper tantrum. For the past week, he had to live with Quil and Embry which he hated, because he only got to see his daddy a couple hours a day when they visited him at the hospital. "WANT TO SEE HIM."

"We can't," yelled Quil trying to calm him down.

"WANT HIM!"

Sighing Quil tried to keep the child still, but Elijah kept squirming and trying to fight him. Quil yelled as Elijah took a bite out of his arm. He was at his wits in. Earlier Embry had called the hospital, but they had said that Jacob had been discharged and wouldn't give out any more information. So he tried Jake's cell phone, but no one picked up.

"Elijah shut up," said Quil as he rubbed his poor arm. All this week, he had to be home with Elijah while Embry went to work. He had to miss out on many auditions for roles which he knew he could have got. He was positive that he didn't want any children in the future. Hearing the doorbell, he put the toddler down and rushed to it. "Jacob thank God you're here."

"What's wrong?" Jake said ignoring the screaming in the background. After his cutting session, he was perfectly relaxed.

"Nothing, but the fact that your son won't stop screaming his head off." Quil looked at Jacob strangely; the temperature was 80 degrees outside and Jacob had on a long sleeved red shirt. "When did you get out?"

"A few hours ago, sorry for not calling." Walking past his friend, Jake went immediately to his son and picked him up. "Hey little guy have you been bad?"

Sniffling Elijah wrapped his arms around Jacob's neck. "No, I miss you."

"I missed you to, ready to go home and give Quil and Embry a break?"

"Yes, can I see Edward?"

"He had to work," was all Jake said. "Quil thanks so much for watching him."

Quil gave a shaky smile. "No problem, hey what's up with you and that Edward guy?"

"Nothing you need to know about. Hey, I'm going to get him something to eat, so I'll call you later."

"Okay," said Quil. He quickly left for a minute to get Elijah's stuff then gave it to Jacob. "Bye guys."

Jake and Elijah both said bye and left to catch the nearest bus. Because his arms felt raw and burned, Jacob couldn't carry his child, so the toddler walked. "So did you do anything fun," Jake asked.

"Quil played pony with me. He and Embry make weird sounds."

"When?"

"At bed time." What he was referring to was that he would wake up in the middle of the night and hear the two men having sex. He never went and found out about the noises in fear that he would get in trouble. "Daddy, when we see Edward?" Jacob ignored the question and just kept walking.

Edward sighed to himself as he tried his hardest to listen to everyone around him, but his mind was focused on Jacob. Because of his work, he wasn't scheduled to return back to L.A. for another week, but he needed to know if Jacob was okay.

For the past week he had called Jacob everyday and when he called the hospital earlier they had told him that Jacob had been discharged. It scared him that he didn't know what Jacob was doing or who he was with. Calling Jacob one more time, he didn't get an answer as usual. Sighing he left the small waiting room he was in and went out into a large conference room where many reporters and photographers were at. Today he was doing a press conference to promote his new projects. Taking a seat next to Oscar and other members of his record company he prepared himself for questions.

"All right everyone today Edward will be taking questions along with his agent and manager Oscar Hawking," said the announcer of the event. "You each have numbers to the order that you will be called, so number one please ask your question."

A small African-American woman stood up. "Mr. Cullen, we have just heard a snippet of one of your songs, what will be different about this album compared to the others?"

"Well a few songs in this album are personal, plus I have teamed up with other artists in the R&B genre that will make the songs stand out more. This is my third album and I just want everyone from all walks of life to enjoy it. Next question please," said Edward.

A tall man around 34 stood up and asked. "Can we get details about your upcoming tour and when it will happen?"

The tour manager whose name was Jewelia answered for Edward. "A bulk of the tour will be in the United States and will be in all major cities, plus a few others. Also there will be four shows in Canada and one in Mexico. As for international, there will be only six shows and one in the countries of England, Germany, France, Italy, Austria, and Greece. Then there is going to be one show for Australia and Japan. With the movie Edward is in, we don't want to overload him. In a year we will be doing a full international tour. We plan to kick off the short tour within the next two months. Next question."

A blond hair woman stood up. "Mr. Cullen, will your wife and child be with you at any point during the tour?"

Groaning to himself Edward recognized the woman that ran up to him and Alice weeks ago. "Well my daughter is in school, so no."

"Also Mr. Cullen what do you think about the rumors that you have been spotted with a young teenage male?"

"Please no personal questions in this interview," said Oscar brushing away the reporter. She groaned as she took her seat.

Going on with the conference, Edward talked about what his current and future plans were. Ending it, he left and grabbed his cellphone. Calling it Jacob finally picked up the phone. "How are you," Edward asked.

"Ok, tired."

"How is Elijah, is he near you?"

"Yes, what do you want?"

"To see if you're alright and say that I've been thinking of you since I left. Jacob, I love you." Hearing a loud thud, Edward wondered what had happened. "Jacob."

Jake didn't answer as he stood there stunned, no one had ever told him that they loved him. Bending down he picked up the phone. "Sorry, I dropped it. Don't lie about loving me."

"I'm not and I really do love you. If I didn't love you, do you honestly think I would give a damn about you and your son, or pay your fucking hospital bills?"

"I didn't ask you to pay them," Jake retorted.

"Well I wanted to, so stop being an ungrateful brat about it. Look what are you going to be doing in the next few days; I want to fly you and Elijah down to Texas to be with me?"

"Nothing, I have all the time in the world, I got fired," Jake said sarcastically.

"Why?"

"Because the world hates me and my rent is due pretty damn soon, so how is your life going?"

"Jacob don't be sarcastic, look just move into my apartment."

"No."

Edward wanted to pound his head against a wall. "You're so damn stubborn. I can't get back to L.A. anytime soon, how about I just send some money, so you can live off of until I get there."

"Hey what's Alice's number," Jake said changing the subject. "She said she wanted to go to my sister's wedding and its next week."

Sighing to himself, Edward gave it to him. "Do you have money to take a flight up there?" he asked.

"Yes, I've been saving some of my damn money; I wouldn't miss my own sister's wedding."

Hearing his name being called, Edward groaned. "I have to go, talk to you later and when you call Alice, just tell her that I'll pay for her ticket and dress."

"Alright bye."

"Bye."

Collapsing onto her bed, Alice cried into her pillow. Today hadn't been very pleasant for her. She had failed on of her design assignments, because the teacher said that her design was not cutting edge and that no one would buy it. She had worked for weeks on the design, but it wasn't enough. Then she had overheard a group of people talking about how she wasn't as pretty as Rosalie and Edward, that she was possibly the freak of her family. She always had to deal with people saying such things especially in high school and she thought college would be different, but that wasn't so.

Hearing her cell go off, she answered it. "Hello."

"Hey Alice, it's Jacob, do you still want to go with me and Elijah to my sister's wedding?"

Her tears dried up fast as she sat up. "Yes, when is it?"

"Next Saturday, Edward said that he would pay for your ticket and a new dress."

"I need to call him, what day are you flying out?"

"Friday morning out of LAX, once we get to Seattle, my friend Leah is going to pick us up and drive back to La Push. Then I have to fly back Monday morning."

"I don't have a class on Monday, so I'll fly back with you. Can you give me your flight information, so I can book my ticket?" Jake gave it to her. "Thanks so much, I can't wait to go," she squealed.

"Just to let you know, my family and friends might think that you're my girlfriend." Other then Embry and Quil, no one from La Push knew that Jacob was gay, not even Billy.

"Well if my brother wasn't into you, then I would have made a move."

"Oh well I would have made a move back, but you're not really my type."

"Because I'm short?"

"No you're rich."

Alice laughed at what he said. "Well, I don't like boys that are poor anyway," she said back with a smile on her face.

"Well I'm not really poor, I'm actually a prince and I was sent to L.A. to making a living for myself before I ruled my country."

"Really? Then why do you depend on Edward."

"Hey he depends on me and my dashing good looks," Jake said.

"I can't believe that," she laughed.

"Anyway, my son is screaming at me to feed him, so call me when you make your arrangements."

"Alright see ya," she said hanging up. Squealing she quickly got on her computer to make her flight plans and buy a new dress. She was excited to go home and to go to a wedding. After she finished she called Carlisle and Esme telling them about her plans, then she called Edward, but only got his voicemail.

A/N- Thanks for enjoying the chapter. Jacob is messed up right now, but blame Damian.

Next chapter-The wedding, more characters are introduced and finally some Jacob and Edward romance.