I don't own Twilight. Wow, I can't believe this is the 50th chapter. I'm still just excited that you lovely readers are still with me. I've read MANY stories, and I know that my writing skill leaves a lot to be desired. I just want to tell you how much I appreciate your continued support and love of these boys despite my shortcomings! :)

This is a slash story with m/m lemons involved and language. If you're under 18 or that's not your thing, please just hit the red X.

There will be alternate POV's every day. Jasper will be first and is much more talkative, but Edward is starting to talk a bit more!

Reviewer of the day goes to…. sas who said "I know the FFA have final showings at the county fairs at the end of summer. What events would the FWA have: STD prvention, BJ101, and the greasy pig race would take on a whole new meaning." BJ101! Where the hell was that class when I was in high school? Not that I ever did that sort of thing. *whistles while adverting eyes* ;)

Chapter 50 - Earn

J-

I watch as Edward composes himself and then steps back out into the sunlight.

I honestly don't' know what I can do to fix this fucked up situation. I want to murder that man out there.

That man who's supposed to love his son unconditionally. That man who is supposed to know better than degrade and embarrass his son in front of others.

I'm sure there's a very good reason he's the way he is. Maybe he wasn't loved as a child or he was physically abused. Maybe he was given up by his parents and always felt lonely and abandoned.

I don't know what his fucking problem is. All I do know is that I have absolutely no sympathy for him.

I have to act casual like it isn't killing me inside when I hear him talk to my boy like that. If I lose control, not only will it bring suspension on why I care so much, but it will most definitely give his dad a reason to not let him work here.

I know that would kill both of us. We'd be forced apart, and more importantly that would leave Edward at home all day under the thumb of his dad.

I can't let that happen.

As we walk outside and get closer to our dad's, we both notice something at the same time.

Raised voices.

I stop Edward with a hand on his shoulder, because I want to figure out what the hell is going on.

"Ed, I get your point, but you have to know that belittling him isn't going to get you anywhere. He's a damn fine kid, and his work this week has be excellent."

I can see Edward's dad shaking his head the entire time my dad is trying to get through to him. He's not even listening.

"I appreciate you trying to sugarcoat it for me, but I know what my wife has done. I know what she's raised. One summer on this farm isn't going to fix a lifetime of pussy behavior he's learned."

"Edward has shown nothing but a wonderful work ethic and hasn't been afraid to get in there and get dirty. Believe me, that barn is not a pleasant place to be in the heat of the summer sun. Those boys earn the right to be proud of their work."

"Carlisle, it's really nice of your son to try and help Edward fit in the around here. I know it's not going to work, but it's nice of him just the same. I'm sure without your boy doing a large share of Edward's work, nothing would get done."

I take a step forward, but Edward just grabs my arm and then drops it quickly.

Both of them notice we're here. My dad looks ashamed and embarrassed at being caught talking about Edward. His dad doesn't seem to give a shit.

"There you are. Well, what do you tell these nice folks for trying to help you fit in around here. Not that it will work, but it was still nice of them to try."

It's like we're back to square one. All of the confidence he's gained this week by working hard and sharing my love is gone in an instant. Back is the boy from the first day. His head is down and I barely hear his whispered thanks.

I can't just leave it like this. I can't let him walk away feeling like he's worthless and unloved. I can't leave him with no hope at all.

"Mr. Masen? I was going to ask and see if Edward wanted to come over tomorrow. I'm going to be working with my horse to get him ready for the county fair. I could sure use his help."

Edward's head shoots up and he gazes at me in shock. Is he mad I asked if he could come over? Will this get him in trouble?

"I don't know, Jasper. Since he's wasted so much of my time today, I don't know if I should allow him to leave the house again this weekend. Let me have him call you later and let you know. It will depend on if he do some things around the house to make up my lost time."

Lazy motherfucker.

He just wants Edward to do all his dirty work around the house. I'm about to say forget about it, but Edward speaks out before I can.

"Okay, that's fine dad. I'll do what you want me to do around the house. Jasper, I'll call you later and let you know if I can come out?"

I give him a look, but he just shakes his head slightly. He doesn't care if he has to do all that work. He just wants to be with me again tomorrow.

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E-

I don't care what I have to do.

I'll cook, I'll clean, I'll do anything to get away from the house tomorrow and back in Jasper's arms. I know he doesn't want me to have to do any of my dad's work, but I couldn't care less. I need to be with him.

"Edward, I'll follow you home. We need to get back there so your mother doesn't worry and you can get to work. You know, I think I'm going to take some money out of your first paycheck from Carlisle to pay for my gas for having to run all the way out here."

He has that evil smile on that I've grown to loathe over the years. It's the smile that let's me know he's gotten the better of me. I've seen it more times than I can count.

I need to get my dad out of here, before the Cullen men decide to throw him down the well.

"Well, thanks again, Jasper. I really enjoyed the tour of the farm so much. I'll call you later and let you know if I can come over tomorrow."

I hope he understood my little innuendo about the tour. I enjoyed our time together in the meadow more than he could possibly imagine.

"Okay, sounds good. Talk to you later."

He turns away from our dad's and starts walking up toward the house, but not without giving me a wink first and licking his lip's

He's such a fucking tease!

The trip home was way too fast for my liking. I would have given anything to not have to walk in that door.

As soon as I do, my mom is on me. Hugging me tight, she doesn't say anything.

"Oh fucking stop it, Elizabeth. He wasn't hurt or injured. He was just goofing off with that Cullen kid on the farm and forget to take his phone with him. I told you he wasn't responsible. I feel like taking that phone away from him, if he's not even going to use it!"

I cringe as he brushes past us and into the kitchen.

"Do we have anything decent in there to eat?"

Mom just hugs me tighter, and then lets go of me.

"I was so worried about you. So was your dad, of course."

I want to roll my eyes at her, but I don't. If she wants to live in her delusional world, who am I to spoil it for her. It must be the only way she knows how to survive.

"Lizzy stop coddling him and help me out in here!"

His voice has gone from annoyed to angry, and mom jumps away from me and practically runs into the kitchen. I just stand there waiting for my instructions. I know they're coming so I don't even bother going up to my room to get comfortable.

Sure enough, five minutes later, he walks out with a beer and a freshly made sandwich. He plops himself down in front of the T.V. and turns it on.

"Well, you can get started in the yard. I want it mowed and hedges trimmed. You need to rake up the clipping, too. When you're done, come back in here and I'll let you know what you need to do next."

I don't even argue. I turn around and walk back out the door.

The sun is beating down even worse now since it's the middle of the afternoon. I should go get some sunblock, but I don't want to go back in there for it.

Besides, he'll just call me a pussy for needing it.

I whip my shirt off, and tuck it in the back pocket of my jeans. The mower is in the small shed in the back of the house. Mom wanted to get a riding mower, but dad insisted that the lawn was small enough that we didn't need to spend the extra money on it.

I'm sure he knew even then it wouldn't be him mowing the yard.

I get a good start on the the front, but run out of gas. I head over to the shed to get the gas can, and enjoy the few minutes in the shade. I can feel my back already burning, but it's too damn hot to put my shirt back on.

I head back over to the mower and lean down to loosen the gas cap, when I hear something behind me. As I turn, I hear a whistle of appreciation and Jacob's voice dripping with smugness.

"Oh Edward, don't you stop on my account. I have been throughly enjoying the show this afternoon."

Holy shit!

Jasper is going to lose it.

Where the hell did he even come from, and why is he talking to me like he knows I'm gay? Does he know something? Did he see me and Jasper this week?

I am in so much trouble right now.

Now Edward has two assholes to deal with and no Jasper there for support! And what's our fuck hot farm boy going to do when he finds out about Jacob talking to Edward? And what the hell does Jake know?

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