I don't own Twilight. I got my Breaking Dawn Companion book in the mail today. Lots of nice Rob pics, but not really any juicy behind the scenes stuff. Looks like Kristen left England today. Wonder where she's headed….. lol

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. They are both pretty damn talkative now!

Reviewer of the day goes to…. Debbi84 who said, "Hopefully Edward can help Bella out and she can be friends with both of them. Jasper is sooooo bad marking Edward, now they have to figure out how to hide it." I was trying to come up with a different Bella than we've seen before. I'm not sure that's possible, but I do think it's so great of Edward to try and help her. We'll see how it goes! :)

Chapter 63 - First-aid

J- What have I done? I didn't even think when I bit down on his neck. I was so far gone that at point, I didn't know what the hell I was doing. I mean my boy loved it, so it's not a complete loss, but now that we're both satisfied, how are we going to cover that up?

"Oh shit, baby, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to leave a mark. You were just so fucking hot talking dirty to me like that. I couldn't help myself."

I feel so stupid for making a mistake like this. There are just too many people who are ready to come between us if our secret gets out. We can't let that happen.

"Jasper, it's going to be fine. Let's get cleaned up and think about what we're going to do."

Well, at least I can help with that.

"Don't move."

I walk over to the corner of the loft and grab the box of tissue and bottle of water I stashed up here last week. I had a feeling it would come in handy.

"Well, aren't you the Boy Scout?"

Edward laughs as he uses the tissue and water to clean himself up. I do the same and find our shirts. Pulling them on, we climb down from the loft and start toward the house.

Then Edward's phone starts ringing. He looks down at the screen, and I can see the pained look that come over his face. I have a feeling I know exactly who it is.

"Hey dad, I'm still here with ….."

"Yeah, I know but….."

"Okay, I'll be right there."

He shuts his phone off and shoves it into his pocket.

"I guess you've got to go home?"

"Yeah, I guess I do. Dad said he needed me home this evening for some reason. He just can't stand to see me happy for very long."

"Baby, what are you going to say about your neck?"

Looking at it now, it really isn't terrible. It's not like it's a full blown hickey or anything. It's kind of like a scratch from where I bit down. Walking over to his car, he uses the side mirror to finally get a look at the damage I'd caused.

"Oh, that's not so bad. I'll just tell them I got scratched by some wire in the barn. I think they'll buy it. I mean it's not like they're even thinking I would be up in a hayloft having my cock jacked by another guy or anything."

He starts laughing, and I try to join in, but I'm still worried. I will be so pissed if this causes his dad to not let him work out here anymore.

"Edward, I want to you to call me as soon as you can. I'm going to be going crazy here until I hear from you."

"I will. I don't know if he'll want to talk to me or anything when I get there. I'll call as soon as I can get up to my room."

He looks down at the ground and then back up at me.

"I don't want to go, Jasper. I don't want to go back to that house. All I want is to stay here with you, and I want it more than anything."

God, I want to grab him in my arms and never let him go. He needs so much love and reassurance thanks to that asshole of a dad he has. No wonder Edward thinks he can help Bella. He knows just what it's like to have a parent fuck with your head.

I take a step closer to him. Probably closer than what would be socially acceptable, but I don't give a fuck at the moment.

"I love you, Edward. As soon as I can, I'm going to get you away from him. I promise you. We're going to leave him behind and never look back."

He looks up and gives me a watery smile. Fuck, why can't we be 18 right now? I don't know if I could leave the farm, but I sure would think long and hard about it if I meant I could go somewhere and be with Edward.

"I need to go before he calls again. See you bright and early tomorrow for work?"

"Yeah, I'll be here. Remember to call me as soon as you can."

"I will. Love you."

He reluctantly steps away from me and gets into the Volvo. With a wave, he's down the driveway and gone until tomorrow.

"He's a really nice guy, isn't he?"

What the hell?

"Damn, dad you scared the shit out of me. Are you trying to kill me?"

Fuck, how long had he been standing there? It's not gay to watch another guy pull out of the driveway and drive away, is it?

"Sorry, son. I didn't mean to startle you. I was just going to get some nails for your mom. She's still working on the room. Did Edward have to leave?"

"Um, yeah, his dad called and wanted him to come home for the rest of the day."

"Well, I'm glad he was able to spend some time out here today. You know he's always welcome."

I don't say anything as he walks past me into the barn to get what he needs. Why the hell can't Edward have a dad like mine?

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E-

Driving away from Jasper is fucking torture, but I know it has to be done. I would rather do just about anything than go home, but I'm sure mom needs a break by now. We try and take turns getting the brunt of his attention. I'm his favorite target, but I know if I'm gone for very long, he starts taking it out on her. I don't even want to think about what it will be like for her when I leave next year.

I know she wants me to get out and away from him, but the thought of leaving her alone with him just makes by stomach turn. Maybe by then, I can convince her to leave him.

I hate that these are the thoughts I have in my head after the wonderful day I've had with Jasper. I need to stay positive and try not to let dad get me down.

I lean up and look in the rear-view mirror at my love bite. It really isn't that bad, and maybe if I'm lucky he won't even notice. I'm sure by tomorrow, it will have faded a bit so it won't be a problem out at the farm.

I pull up to my new house, and as always the sense of dread fills my body. I never really noticed just how bad it was before, because even when I away from home, I was never truly happy. Now I know what it feels like to be loved for who I am, and it almost feels like I'm walking back into prison after being out all day.

I never announce myself when I walk in, just hoping that he won't notice that I've returned home. It usually doesn't work. It's like he's got a sixth sense of where I am at all times. Unfortunately, this is not a lucky day.

He's sitting in the living room with the recliner leg rest up and a beer in his hand.

Charming.

"Well, well, well, look who finally decided to join us today, Lizzy. You're son is finally home from that farm. At least you smell like you did some work today. I let you go out there to make a good impression on Carlisle. Hopefully, you didn't fuck up too bad."

I just sigh, and start to walk into the kitchen to see if I can help mom with dinner. I don't even want to be in the same room with him.

"Hey! Did you hear me? I asked you what the hell you did out there all morning."

He's slammed the leg rest down and is sitting up straight in his chair.

Damn it! Why does he fucking care?

"I helped Jasper out with his horse, Jolene. He's taking her to the County Fair in a couple of weeks."

"A horse, huh? Well, I guess that's not too bad. Did you learn anything?"

"Oh, yeah. Jasper taught me all about horses and how to care for them."

"Well, I don't think you'll be using that bit of information when you go to Northwestern next year."

He snorts laughter, and I just stand there waiting to see if he has more for me.

I have no idea how I'm going to get out of going to Northwestern if Jasper doesn't want to go there. No matter what, we're going to be together, though. I guess that's just another thing we're going to need to talk about soon. College applications will need to be filled out in a few months for early admission. I actually have no idea what Jasper's grades are. We really have a lot to learn about each other.

"What happened to you neck right there?"

Fuck! Why did he have to notice?

"What's wrong? Did you get hurt, Edward?"

Mom comes scurrying out of the kitchen and grabs my chin to move my head over so she can get a better look.

"I'm fine. I just got scratched on some wire in the barn. No big deal. I forgot I even did it until now."

I look down at mom examining my bite, and can tell she's not convinced of the story I'm telling. I don't think she wants to believe what she's actually seeing. Her eyes flash to mine, and I implore her with mine to play along.

"Oh, yes. I can see where the wire scrapped the skin a bit here. Let's go into the kitchen and put some Neosporin on it."

Normally, I would scoff at her attention, but right now I just want the fuck out of this room.

I'll let her wrap me up like a mummy if she wants to.

"Oh for fuck's sake, Lizzy, stop coddling the boy. It's just a Goddamn scrape. He'll live!"

We don't answer him as we walk into the kitchen and mom grabs the first-aid kit out of the cabinet. I'm looking at her face to see if I can tell what she's thinking, but after years of living with him, she's good at putting a mask on when she needs to.

She reaches up and cleans my neck where my love left his mark. I know she can tell it isn't a scratch.

"Honey, you need to be sure that this doesn't happen again. I'm positive your dad would get angry if you keep getting hurt on the farm like this. He might even stop you from working out there."

I slowly nod my head that I understand the meaning of her words.

"Next time, if you get hurt, try and make sure it's somewhere that isn't quite as visable."

I know my mouth has dropped open, and I'm gaping at her.

Closing the first aid kit, she winks at me and walks out of the kitchen. Did my mom just tell me to make sure the next time I come home with a mark to have it where it can't be seen?

I don't know who is cooler, my mom or Esme. I wonder who she thinks gave me this though. I'm sure she just thinks it's Rose that did it since that's where I was all day.

She has to think it was Rose, right?

Well, do you think Elizabeth has figured them out? Sometimes we moms are pretty damn good at knowing what's going on with our kids, even if they do think we're morons. Wait, maybe that's just mine. LOL

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