Disclaimer-Don't own Twilight, also this chapter contains sexual assault and abuse of a child.

A/N- Thank you for all the reviews from last chapter.

"For the love of fuck, will someone please fix the damn sound in my microphone," said Edward as he stomped around stage. Right now he was in rehearsal for his Seattle performance tonight and so far nothing was going fucking right. The sound wasn't working right, his demands were not being met and he had a headache. Growling, he was ready to quit the tour after the first week. And to top everything else off, he and Jake couldn't get the opportunity to visit the kids, because of his schedule.

To shed some light on the grim situation, Carlisle and Esme were bringing Renesmee to see the show and had offered to bring Elijah, but Billy said no. Rachel would have taken Elijah, but the baby was wearing on her body, so her doctor put her on bed rest. Paul was too lazy and just wanted Jake to suffer by not seeing his child.

"Hey boss, we've fixed the problems," yelled one of the technicians to Edward.

Edward grumbled and said, "Good." Sitting at his piano, he flexed his fingers and then started to play. Even with the sound fixed, something wasn't right about what he was playing, so when he finished practicing he went to get a very strong drink.

As he walked backstage, he saw Jake leaning against a wall, while one of the drummers, Lewis, talked to him. Edward didn't know Lewis all that well since he'd just became one of his drummers after a previous one quit. But from what he'd heard and seen, Lewis, was a nice African-American man around 21. Despite hearing nice things about the guy, Edward felt extremely jealous as he watched the two talk, emphasized by the fact that Lewis was standing so close to Jake and kept giving him small smiles.

"So I know this great burger place that me and a couple of the other guys are going to visit later on, do you want to join us?" Lewis asked.

Jake smiled at the question. Since beginning the tour, he always had to be close to Edward to be protected. Now he was getting sick of it. "Sure, a friend of mine lives here. Would you mind if she came?"

"Not at all." Lewis then gave Jake a very seductive wink that caused Edward to interrupt them. "Hi, Mr. Cullen," Lewis said startled causing him to quickly step away from Jake. Everyone on the tour crew knew that Edward and Jake had some sort of connection with each other. They also knew that it would be unwise to mess with Jake, but Lewis loved a challenge.

"Lewis," Edward nodded curtly in Lewis's direction, and then turned towards Jake saying, "Jake come on we need to talk."

Sighing in frustration, Jake followed him; however, when Edward wasn't looking he turned to Lewis and mouthed a yes that he would go out to eat with him.

Edward escorted him to his dressing room and locked the door. "I don't want you hanging out with some of the band members."

"Why the fuck not?" Jake asked. "I need other people to talk with other than you. I know you want to protect me, but keeping me under your thumb is just what Damian did."

"I'm not him," Edward growled. "And I will never be. Look I'm sorry just be careful." He pulled Jake into his arms, and stared to kiss his neck. "I don't want you to get hurt."

"I won't," Jake said pulling way. "My friend Leah will be there and nothing will happen. What time are your parents and Nessie coming tonight?"

"I wish you wouldn't call her that. I think of her as the Loch Ness monster, but to answer your question they'll be here before the concert and it would be nice if you were here."

"I'll be there to see Nessie. Do you think there is any way that I can go to La Push to see Elijah?"

"I'm sorry, but no. Tomorrow we're leaving early, so that we can go up to Vancouver where we'll spend a day and I have interviews and meetings. Look if there was a way we could get there, we would go, but the schedule is saying no."

Fuck the schedule, Jake thought. I'm getting sick of this damn tour. I should just quit and go back to L.A.

Edward could see the pissed expression on Jake's face. "Hey, I'm sorry. I'll try to figure out a time when you can see him."

"Whatever," he said walking away. He has no idea what's it like to be without his child, because he hates Nessie. He stuck his hands in his pants pockets and walked to go find Lewis. It had only been a week, but the tour was getting on his nerves. It wasn't just his not being able to see Elijah or Edward being protective. It was the constant traveling and how the road manager was getting on his nerves.

Bruce had been Edwards's road manager for years and had a secret crush on the young man, but he knew that Edward only brought Jake along because he was fucking him. So he set out to make Jake's job as miserable as possible. Jake always had the back breaking work and was the last one to finish up after every show. Then Bruce made sexual references to Jake about his being a whore, which Jake tried to ignore, but nothing worked. Bruce then would pretend to dry hump him when they were alone.

Of course Jake never told Edward any of this, not wanting to cause trouble. Snapping out of his thoughts, he sighed, and went to go call his son.

After the show, Jake felt a little weird as he sat next to Lewis in the burger restaurant. It was two hours after the show and he was supposed to see Nessie some more, he'd thought he would be meeting with Leah, but she bailed on him at the last minute. He'd enjoyed being around the young girl for an hour before the show. She had completely attached herself to him and Edward. But Edward being distant with her barely said more than five words to her, then he had to go prepare for the show. Jake stayed a little bit more with her, until he was called to help with some technical things. Afterwards, he couldn't spend any more time with her because everyone had decided to go out to eat once everything was cleaned up.

Lewis had his arm around his waist, pulling him so close that Jake was practically sitting in the other man's lap. Around him the other guys were laughing and telling some pretty dirty jokes as burgers, fries, beer, soda, chicken wings and a lone salad littered the table. Jake laughed at the raunchy jokes, but he didn't like any of them.

"So how many people do you think Edward will fuck on this tour?" asked Stewie, he's one of the lighting engineers.

Kayla, Stewie's assistant, said, "Who do you think he'll bring along to be his little fuck buddy and then leave them? Last time it was a male."

"No," said Stewie. "It was a male and I think a female."

Justin, who worked in the sound department chimed in. "No it was those twins, but remember he didn't keep them long once he met that one guy in Wisconsin."

"Hold up, I do remember that, but even when he brought those people around; he'd still go out and fuck all the groupies that swarmed him."

"Not all of them, just the clean ones."

"Are groupies clean at anytime? I mean they fuck whoever is famous, but hey if Edward doesn't want them; then we get them," said Justin. "So Jake are you ready to have wild sex with a bunch of horny girls?"

"Sure," he replied feeling very uncomfortable. Edward had told him about sleeping with other people, but he never thought that Edward screwed anything with legs. He tried to push the thought out of his head, but couldn't. Sighing he tried to move away from Lewis, but the older man firmly put Jake in his lap. "Hey."

"I'm just being playful, Jake," Lewis said. "God knows we'll have to protect you from Edward."

"Right," said Stewie. "He's right Jake; since you're the new boy Edward might do something."

"He won't. Hey I need to go call my son," Jake said climbing off Lewis's lap. Earlier he couldn't get anyone on the phone. Going outside, he lit a cigarette as he shivered. A light blue long sleeved shirt only covered his body. Taking out his phone, he called his house after a few moments someone picked up the phone. "Hello."

"Jake," said Billy on the other side. He was exhausted, since he had been at the hospital while Rachel had given birth to his third grandchild.

"Dad, I tried calling the house earlier, but nobody picked up."

"Because we were at the hospital. Rachel gave birth."

"Really? Why didn't anyone call me?"

"We couldn't reach you."

"Oh, I had to keep my phone off. What's her name?"

"Madison Sarah Meraz, she came out 7 pounds 7 ounces."

"Lucky 7. Where's Elijah?" Jake asked feeling guilty that he wasn't there.

"Asleep. Jake, I'm exhausted call back in the morning."

"Okay. Um…bye." Hanging up the phone, Jake went and pushed his back against a wall. He wouldn't be able to see his niece for another few months, which was a little unfair. He was there when Leila was born. He took a puff of his cigarette and decided to walk back to the hotel he was staying at. It was only a ten minute walk, but it felt like hell to him as a light snow covered him.

Shivering, he started to feel depressed, his friends were miles away, his son wasn't near him and then there was the possibility that Edward would cheat on him. But Jake never told Edward that he loved him, but was getting to that point, feeling a sickening sensation coming to his stomach; Jake bent over and vomited into the ground.

"You look like you could use something to help you out," said a voice behind him.

Jake turned around to see a tall man glaring down at him. "No thank you, just a little sick," he said.

"Of course." The man reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a plastic baggy with a few rolled up cigarettes. "Here smoking these will make you feel a lot better and takes away whatever pain that you have."

"I don't take things from strangers."

"Smart boy, look I'm trying to kick my habit, and I can tell that you need these more than I do."

"What are they?"

"Just some sticks of marijuana, nothing that's going to kill you."

Should I take them? No, but I don't have any pills or my razor blade. Maybe marijuana would help a little. "No thank you." Jake turned and ran away, but something made him stop and turn around. He couldn't decide to go back or not; no matter how hard Edward tried he still had pain and wanted to forget many things. Making up his mind, he ran towards the man. "Can I have them?"

"It's going to cost you," the man said. He gently grabbed Jake's arm and pulled him into a darkened alley, where he proceeded to undo his pants. "Suck me and I'll give you something extra if you're good."

"No," Jake said, but then he felt his head make contact with the hard ground.

"Little slut, I tried to be nice to you." The man pulled something from his waist band and put a knife to Jake's throat. "Suck me or I'll cut your fucking neck."

Fresh tears came down Jake's eyes as he whispered yes. Getting back on his knees, Jake placed the man's penis into his mouth and sucked it until the man came in him.

"Swallow my cum." Jake tried to, but couldn't and threw up all over the ground, which earned him a kick to the ribs. "Little slut," the man said spitting on him. Taking the bag, he threw it at Jake and left without saying another word.

Spit mixed with blood came out of Jake's mouth as he sat up; he reached for the bag and without thinking, opened it, pulled out a joint and lit it. Pressing it to his lips, he inhaled it. The taste of the grass made all of his pain disappear; he sat there smoking it until it was all gone. Feeling a lot better, he placed the bag in his pocket and went to grab a bite to eat.

Just as he found a late night pizza joint, his cell phone started ringing. "Hello," he answered it.

Edward stopped pacing around his room; he was glad that Jake answered. He didn't trust the teen to be around other members of the tour. His family had just left returning to their hotel room. Renesmee insisted on staying with him, but he wouldn't allow it. "Where are you," Edward asked.

"Eating."

"You guys are not done?"

"No, Leah and I are going to spend some more time together, without the others," Jake said lying through his teeth. "So don't wait up for me."

"Will you be coming back to my room later?"

"No, I'm just going to go to bed when I get in," Jake said. To ward off suspicion, Jake had to share a hotel room with other members of the tour, but he always snuck out to be with Edward. "I'll see you tomorrow morning."

"Sure," replied Edward being a little suspicious, but saying nothing about it. "Bye."

A week later at La Push… "I WANT MY DADDY!" Elijah screamed at the top of his lungs. Nothing was going right for him; he had to live with his aunt, uncle, cousin and grandpa. Then he never got to see Nessie or her grandparents at all. Plus his daddy was miles away. The two talked on the phone all the time, but it never helped the ache in the child's heart.

As he laid on the floor throwing his temper tantrum, Paul and Rachel were trying to calm down Madison, who had woken up crying because of Elijah. Growling Paul tried to control his anger for the little boy, but nothing was helping. The kid was a thorn in his side, crying all the time, day and night, only stopping when he went to sleep or talked to Jacob.

"Paul, please, go and calm him down," pleaded Rachel as she tried to breastfeed Madison, but the baby wasn't hungry and was screaming her head off.

"Shit, nothing, I do will make him shut up," Paul said clenching his fists. "Jake needs to come back and take his child."

"Paul, please, do something, I need to get Madison to calm and I want to take a nap," she said wearily. Now that there were two children in the house constantly needing attention, Rachel hadn't had a nice long rest in days.

"Where the hell is your dad?"

"How the hell am I supposed to know; I'm guessing with Harry Clearwater fishing. Paul, please, do something," she begged.

"Okay," he huffed going to the living room where Elijah screamed and beat his fists against the floor. Grabbing the child, Paul shook him a little bit. "Be quiet, your aunt is trying to get Madison back to sleep."

"NO! I want my daddy now," screamed Elijah as he struggled to get out of Paul's grasp. "I want him."

Paul shook Elijah harder. "He's not here, you little whelp now shut the hell up."

"No."

Angrily Paul took Elijah out of the house and into the shed, so Rachel wouldn't hear what he was about to do. "Be quiet now or I'm going to punish you," he threatened. Of course the child didn't listen to him. Growling Paul got on Elijah's level and slapped him hard across the face. Elijah started to scream even harder. "You want something to cry about." Pulling down Elijah's pants, Paul started to smack his bottom until the child crippled on the floor with ungodly pain, but it did make him stop crying. With a satisfied smirk on his face, Paul pulled down Elijah's underpants to see if there any damage. The child's butt cheeks were darker than normal, but there weren't any marks. Feeling a little sadistic, Paul pinched the cheeks just to get a high pitched whine out of the child. Not satisfied with the whine, he pinched harder until Elijah made the sound he wanted.

A hoarse laugh escaped his throat as he checked Elijah's face, satisfied that there weren't any marks; he redressed him. "You better not say anything to your aunt, granddad or your dad. Do you hear me, or you'll get a worse punishment," Paul threatened.

With quick deep breathes, Elijah managed to say. "Yes sir, I'll be good."

"Good." Picking him up, Paul took him back into the house and placed the child in his room. "Take a nap." Elijah nodded and curled into a tight ball, as he made quiet sniffling sounds.

Paul satisfied went to his and Rachel's room to find her rocking Madison, who was sucking on a pacifier. "How did it go?" Rachel asked.

"Okay, I gave him a good talking to and he is laying down for a nap right now," he said lying with a straight face.

"Thanks you make a good dad," she said as he leaned into her. The two kissed passionately, before breaking apart, so that Rachel could put Madison in her crib that was located where Elijah was. As she put her baby down, she took a quick look at Elijah and saw nothing that would warrant concern. Bending down, she kissed his forehead, left the room and made sure close the door behind her, so that the kids wouldn't wake up as she and Paul had sex.

"Jake," Edward murmured in the teen's hair as they laid together on the tour bus trying to get some sleep, but it wasn't working out too well. Jake didn't want to cuddle or even be held. Edward noticed he had been kind of distance since they left Seattle. "Jake, did I do something wrong?"

The teen shook his head a little. "No, nothing." His mind was too confused about the possibility of Edward cheating and the incident that happened a few nights ago. He knew he deserved to be hurt, by that man for not accepting the weed the first time.

Edward sat up in frustration. "Jake fucking tell me what is wrong. You've been moody ever since you went out with the crew in Seattle. Let me guess, they were talking shit about me?"

"Yes and about all the people you slept with and how you would abandon them."

"I didn't abandon them; they all knew that nothing serious was going to come out of a one night stand. Yes I will admit, I have brought people along, but they made their own choices about not staying."

"Did you care about any of them?"

"No, they all wanted me for money at one point. Look I haven't been on tour in a year and I have changed a lot since I've met you, so I'm really going to need you to learn how to trust me right now that I won't cheat on you."

Jake rolled his eyes and turned away. "Whatever," he said.

A growl escaped from Edward's throat. "Shit why can't you just fucking trust me for once?" he asked clenching his arm, but immediately let go when Jake's eyes showed fear.

"Oh, I don't know, because you forced yourself on me."

"And you liked me sucking your dick and the many times afterward, so don't give me your bullshit. I will admit; I was a little forceful in getting you, but I got Damian off your back and make sure that you have enough money to take care of Elijah. You owe me."

"Of course by being your little whore," Jake retorted sarcastically. "Just fuck me already; make me your bitch." In a quick motion, Jake removed his clothes and laid on his stomach with his legs spread. "I'm all ready."

"Jake don't do this please," Edward pleaded as he got off the bed to get a robe to cover Jake. He stared at the scars that marred the skin and felt sick to the point that he just wanted to kill Damian at that very moment. "Don't please. I can't have you breakdown on me." He lifted up the teen and wrapped his arms around him. "What is this all about? Not only about my cheating. Seriously, Jake did something happen?"

Guilt and embarrassment filled Jake's body; tears ran down his face as he buried his head in Edward's chest and told him about the man in the alley, what everyone had said and how Bruce acted towards him. Edward held Jake close and tried to control his anger about everyone that was out to hurt Jake.

"I feel so fucking weak sometimes," Jake blurted out. "I need you to fucking protect me."

"You're not weak, just outnumbered. Look you have a choice, you can take care of Bruce on your own or I can do something."

"I'll do something."

"Good, that shows me you aren't weak. As for everyone else, please don't listen to what people say. That's how stupid rumors start and my name ends up in every tabloid in the world. As for that guy, I would kill him if we weren't on our way to Vegas. You should have told me earlier."

"I know."

"Jake, I can only help you so much."

"Okay? So what are you implying that you want me to see someone, while we're on tour?"

"Yes! You were seeing Carlisle's friend before we had to leave and it did help you out some. I just want you to be happy and healthy mentally."

"I can't see someone while we're on tour."

"I'll find someone or maybe it would be better if you went back to L.A., so far nothing has been going right for you."

"So. I may have issues, but I'm not about to give up on a job and you're a fucking dick just for thinking about taking it away from me. Look I'll be more careful and I'll trust you more, since you're the only person that I can trust while on this damn tour."

Edward gave Jake a small smile. "Thanks." He gently kissed Jake's lips as the bus rocked in a comforting fashion. "Hey Christmas is coming up, what do you want?"

"My son."

"I know. I have to do a special Christmas Eve concert in Washington D.C. and New Years concert in New York, so you will have time fly back to La Push and see Elijah."

"What about you?"

"I'll see what I can do; it would be a stretch to catch a flight out of Washington back to Forks on Christmas Eve, so I probably won't make it. The Christmas season is the biggest time for me performing, with everyone trying to book me. If I can I'll try to make it."

"You'll be by yourself?"

"Done it before. Don't worry, I'll be fine. Christmas these past few years haven't been pleasant ones, especially the ones where I had to force Bella to go to some party that she would get drunk at. One time she almost danced naked on a table, luckily everyone else at the party was too drunk to care."

"Funny. Are you going to send her a Christmas present?" Jake asked.

"Maybe just a picture of me laughing at her. No, I won't do that. I'm not going to send her anything."

"What about Nessie?"

"I don't know; I'll just send her something that would be useful. She has been begging me for horseback riding lessons, so I think I'll get her those and a horse."

"Impressive."

"For Elijah a mini piano."

"My dad won't like that and he won't allow Elijah to see your parents, so there is no chance that he could play it there."

"Ok how about I get him one of the kids ride-in jeeps that are controlled by a battery, so he can have his own little car."

"Fine by me. What are getting me?"

"Something special that I can't tell you about." Edward kissed Jake's cheeks. "Do you want to stay with me during Christmas or go home?"

"Both I guess, I mean Quil and Embry are going to be there and my dad's best friend usually has a huge Christmas dinner at his house for everyone. I don't want you to be lonely."

"I won't be and with the Christmas week, I'll be too busy to ever sit around and feel alone." Getting up, Edward grabbed his day planner. "Let's see, I really want to spend New Years with you, how about I put you on a flight to Forks on the 23rd and you come back to me the 28th?"

"Okay, the days with Elijah will be good."

"See the other one while you're at it."

"Her name is Nessie and of course I'm going to see her. Unlike you, I care about her."

"I do care in my own way," Edward said nonchalantly. "And I have explained to you about how I feel about her, so please drop the subject." He pushed a piece of hair out of Jake's face. "C'mon let's get some sleep big day in Vegas tomorrow."

"Do I get to gamble?"

"Sorry too young, besides, I'd rather not have you gamble away all of my money and gain some type of addiction."

"I've been addicted to things before."

"And I only want you to be addicted to me," said Edward placing kisses on the teen's neck. "Now get some sleep."

Jake punched Edward in the arm. "I'll go to sleep when I want to," he said trying to suppress a yawn. Edward let the violence slide as Jake' eyes grew heavy and he drifted off to sleep.

Two weeks later, Jake felt a sickening feeling in his stomach as he stood near Edward. His plane was about to take off and take him to Seattle, where he would get a ride to Forks with Leah, who was going home for the holidays. Edward stood near him disguised in a wig and sunglasses.

"Call me when you land," Edward said pulling the teen into his arms. It would only be five days, but he was going to miss him."

"Me too, I'll remember to watch you on TV," Jake said.

"Thanks, say hi to everyone for me. When you get back, I'll have something planned, a very special late Christmas for just the two of us."

Jake blushed. "I can't wait."

Flight 854 to Seattle will be leaving in 15 minutes, please come aboard, said the intercom.

"I have to go now," said Jake. Leaning over, he started kissing Edward. The other man was surprised that Jake started it, but accepted it. Their tongues intertwined, until Jake couldn't breathe anymore and had to break away. Before he headed towards his gate, Jake whispered in Edward's ear, "Love you." And left leaving the other man standing there stunned.

A/N- So how was the chapter? Please let me know.

Next Chapter- Christmas and Jasper and Emmett come into the story.