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Warnings: fewer angst and drama but lots of explicit (but rather mild) kinky slash! Yes, finally the flashbacks are being tied up with the present (pun intended).

Thanks to Jonathan and Lineia for beta-ing, and dantemalfoy for providing additional comments!

Chapter 4: Nothing good happens after 2 A.M.

It had started snowing. Edward lay still on the muddy driveway, limbs stretched out as he closed his eyes. The clothing his father had thrown at him lay in a shallow puddle in front of him. He had started shivering.

The sun had finally set completely, the dark night enveloping Edward as the cold air assaulted his tired body. His breathing grew quieter and calmer with every hot breath that left his flared nostrils, the water vapour condensing when it met the ice-cold air and circling up like smoke, until it was swept away by a frosty wind. He lay there on the cold earth, hurting and pained with the evening's dramatic events, but he felt at peace for the first time in a long while. Nobody was shouting, nobody was angry. Finally it was quiet, and he was left with his own thoughts. The silence, save for the weak rustling of leaves in the wind, was deafening. A weak smile appeared on his face.

In a way he was glad this had happened. Now people knew. He didn't have to hide in shadows, work behind everybody's back. It felt good being out, even if the consequences were dramatic… and at that thought it dawned on him full-force what had actually happened: he had been thrown out of his parents' house. He had been disowned. He was alone, outside, in the cold, with nothing but his clothes.

The smile that had appeared on his face faded away gradually as his cheeks, already red from the many tears that had found their way across them, were once again wetted with sorrow. All that remained was a pained expression of hurt. He started sobbing silently, bringing his clenched fists to his eyes to wipe away the new tears that were rolling down his cheeks.

He had nowhere to go, nobody to talk to. Except perhaps….

Jacob

His eyes widened as he thought of the guy that, in a way, had been at the centre of his life's collapse. It was not fair to blame him, though; Jacob didn't even know what had happened… if anybody was to blame, it was Edward himself; plain and simple. He had willingly ignored the one rule he should have never broken. Edward sighed – all that was now in the past. His best bet was to go to the reservation and find Jacob, explain what happened, and hope for the best.

Slowly he stood up, getting on all fours first as his back sighed under the physical exertion, his knees ached and his legs dreaded the load of Edward's body pressing down on them. Low on food, drink and energy, Edward started to feel slightly sick with dizziness as he straightened his body, supporting himself on the mud with his arms as he acquired a crouched position. Finally, he straightened his legs, and stood up.

He glanced at the clothing that lay in the puddle. They were partly covered in snow, making Edward wonder how long he had been lying on the driveway. Those clothes represented pretty much all he had at the moment. He grabbed them, folded them up without much regard for neatness, tucked them under his right arm and walked down the driveway.

As he came down the muddy road, he turned around to look at what he was leaving behind. He noticed his mother staring at him from behind a curtain, on the first floor of the house. She still held that bloody tissue to her face, fidgeting with it just below her left eye.

If she is so sad about it, she should have done something to stop that psychopath, was Edward's angry thought, as murderous intentions made his fist clench with vicious grief. A tear rolled down his cheek as he turned his gaze back to the driveway, his mouth twisted in anguish, and continued walking. Soon he was at the gate. He opened it, went through, closed it with a loud bang, and left.

It had been made clear to him: at that house there was nothing left for him. His future was now elsewhere.

He started walking along the road, hands firmly tucked into his pants' pockets, spare clothing still tucked safely under his arm, pressed against the body that was fiercely fighting off the cold night. He had started shivering vigorously, but he hardly noticed it, his thoughts drowning out all other sensations.

As he continued onwards, he mulled over the last eighteen hours of his old life, which had now been so abruptly terminated. His thoughts went back to 2A.M. He smiled too himself at the thought of Jacob's tender but strong grasp, his hair glimmering in the dusky bar's lights….

Holding each other, Edward and Jacob stood in silent anticipation, a tension of passion permeating the air around them. Their breathing quieted and synchronized, as chests heaved in unison. Both their smirks and foolish grins had evaporated, revealing their boyish vulnerability. They held each other gently. Their eyes met when they raised their gazes concurrently. Time slowed to a standstill as all sound of the bar was drowned out.

"Yes…" Edward whispered.

Jacob gulped, but a smile formed, gradually becoming warmer and more welcoming, until it was broad enough that his teeth were ever so slightly exposed, so that some of his white teeth were exposed. Silently they looked each other in the eyes as quiet beams of anticipation permeated their faces, a joyful twinkle making both their eyes sparkle. Lust now started filling their hearts as their smiles evaporated, the twinkle in their eyes becoming more aggressive, and Edward started to slowly pull their faces together. Jacob reciprocated. Their heads tilted into position in anticipation of what was going to come, mouths half open in expectation as their hot breaths mixed.

They kissed.

Edward lustfully breached Jacob's lips, who parted them with pleasure, granting Edward full access to the deliciously-tasting void that was Jacob's humid mouth. As Edward intruded with flaming force, Jacob pushed his tongue into Edward's mouth with equally fervent enthusiasm. Hands eagerly travelled up and down backs, along thighs, exploring the smooth curves and angles of muscular torsos, gripping and groping backs, necks and ass cheeks. Chests heaved faster and more excitedly as the tongue's movements became rasher with mounting passion.

Edward was in heaven.

Panting with sizzling fervour they disconnected, crazed entrancements on their faces and mouths still half open, moist and wanting more. Jacob stared at Edward greedily, who blushed from excitement. A smile adored his youthful face.

"To my car," Jacob whispered hoarsely, while gripping Edward's ass and pressing his groin against his own, so Edward could feel his bulge against Jacob's, making him stiffen even more.

Edward just nodded frantically as his eyes opened wide from the new sensation.

A subdued laughter came from the backroom, in response to which Jacob rolled his eyes quietly and sighed almost inaudibly. Edward looked over Edward's shoulder, to be greeted by two very wide grins, and one intense glare. Paul and Quil were shouting encouragements by now; Embry had slumped back behind the wall, sulking. But no attention could be paid to Embry now, whatever his problem was.

"Don't worry about them, they always do that. Bastards," Jacob whispered casually, but with an undertone of mild agitation. He frowned lightly.

"I don't care. Let's go," Edward responded, and pressed another kiss onto Jacob's lips. Their lips parted again, leaving Jacob grinning. Jacob's grin made Edward chuckle in response as he grabbed hold of Edward's ass firmly, turned him around and escorted him to the coat rack where they collected their jackets. Together they walked outside, into the cold, dark night. It was drizzling lightly.

As they stood in front of Gaya, again their bodies met in a tight embrace and frenzied kissing ensued.

Half kissing, half walking, stumbling as they went, they made it to Jacob's car. Their lips parted as Jacob hurriedly took the car keys out of his pocket and opened the doors of the car. Right then, Edward spoke.

"Jake, just one thing before we do this…."

He looked at Jacob awkwardly, as if pained to have to bring this up. Jacob stared at Edward, holding the door to his car's back seat in one hand, and pressing Edward's lower back tightly against his lower abdomen with the other. Edward's arms embraced Jacob's strong back.

"What is it?" Jacob asked with a slightly concerned tone of voice.

"Wherever we are going, I don't want to do anything within a mile radius of my parents' house. That's my only rule. I'm just way to scared tha –"

His words died away when Jacob had placed his index finger on Edward's lips.

"You have no reason to be afraid. Now get into the car," Jacob replied with an aggressive, nearly vicious undertone that yanked at all of Edward's primal instincts.

Needless to say, he didn't need to be told twice. He grabbed a tight grip of Jacob's collar, swivelled his torso around so that Jake was with his back to the car door, and jolted him into the car. He bounced onto the back seat, grinning in surprise, as Edward joined him. Edward nearly jumped onto him, mouth watering and a greedy lust filling his heart, like a starving lion launches itself onto an unsuspecting antelope. He sat heavily on Jacob's hot thighs as he closed the car door behind him with a bang, zipped open his coat and started unbuttoning his shirt. He did it rashly and with a hungered grin that made Jacob shudder, who did the same, his chest heaving with lustful drive.

Soon they were both half naked. Edward fell down on Jacob and kissed him passionately as his hands travelled up Jacob's arms, suddenly smacking them roughly against the car door and pressing them tightly against it, immobilizing Jacob's torso. At that point he broke off the kissing and licked his way along Jacob's muscular neck.

Finally, he thought, a ravenous impulse confounding his brain as he bit Jacob voraciously in the neck.

Jacob yelped in surprise, but ended it in a satisfied moan as Edward continued licking his way down to the nipples. These he sucked calmly, nuzzling them, and then bit them harshly, eliciting another pained moan from Jacob. But as the moan escaped Jacob's hoarse throat, frowns and grimaces were unmistakably interchanging with grins of delight, offering a confusing mix of expressions that made Edward smile – in his fantasies, that was exactly the expression he saw on his victims' faces! In response, Edward continued licking and biting, changing from nipple to nipple, and when he felt like biting really harshly, he went back to the neck.

"Oh god Edward, I can't believe you've never done this before…."

Jacob's husky voice was interrupted continuously by gruff moans and shrill whines that escaped his throat, as rushes of blissful agony continually assaulted his clouded brain. He struggled lightly with his arms, trying to free them from Edward's strong grasp as his nipples, neck, and now also his abs, were attacked by Edward's tongue and teeth.

But Jacob's struggling got more pronounced when Edward's teeth had firmly dug into one of the segments of Jake's appetizingly symmetrical abs. The whining became more incessant as Jake grimaced from the pain, lurching his head back, tensing the muscles of his neck so that they were hard as a rock.

Something else was also hard as a rock – something that Jacob had felt coming for a while now. His struggle became even wilder as a result.

"Oh Edward…."

Edward gazed up from his position, which was now around Jacob's happy trail.

"Please, my pants,"he said softly yet urgently with an ever-more hoarse voice, in-between gasps and a continual panting. The muscles of his face, neck and upper body incessantly tensed and relaxed when a new wave of painful salvation abolished Jacob's powers of reasoning.

Fortunately, Edward understood immediately what he was asked to do. He let go of Jacob's arms and, now travelling with his tongue back to Jacob's face, moved them down to Jacob's and his own pants' zippers.

While he licked his way up, biting a nipple as he ascended and taking another bite from Jake's neck – all of which resulted in yelps of pained ecstasy from Jacob – he fumbled with the button of Jacob's pants, and then his own. When he got them open, his tongue had reached Jacob's mouth. When the zippers of the pants were open, Edward and Jacob were again passionately kissing. And while they were still kissing, Jacob's hand had made its way to Edward's groin, and Edward had enclosed Jacob's cock in his one hand – the other he used to support himself on the back seat's backrest.

That last hand didn't stay in a supporting role for long, though. Edward managed to shift his balance thus, even while kissing and jerking off Jacob frantically, that he had gotten a renewed hold of Jacob's arm. He swung it above Jacob's head, as before. Contrary to before, he not only swatted it against the car's door, this time he also managed to grab a hold of the back seat's seatbelt.

He tugged on it firmly, while still passionately kissing Jacob, struggling against the divine feeling that came from his loins as Jacob was jerking him off, so as to not loose focus on what he was trying to accomplish with the seatbelt. The divinity complicated matters though – he was forced to release Jacob's throbbing limb. Instead he grasped Jacob's hand forcefully, so that he could tie the seatbelt around it with the other hand, thus restraining Jacob firmly. This moaned in increasing excitement.

"You like being restrained like that, eh? Jake?"

Jacob just moaned under the delight Edward was causing him. He held his eyes closed and his mouth was half open as he flailed with his head from side to side.

Edward repeated the procedure with the other hand, pulling Jake's arm away from his groin and restraining it with a seat belt from one of the front seats. Jacob moaned in happiness, eyes still closed as a vague smile of bliss permeated his face.

Making sure Jacob was firmly secured first, he then ascended with his body and took a strong hold of Jacob's hair, pulling his head upward. Jacob opened his eyes in moderate surprise, eyeing Edward as his groin closed in on him. A vague smirk curled the corners of his mouth when he understood what Edward wanted from him. He gazed at Edward's face, which had an almost animalistic expression of excitement smeared all over it. His tongue was stuck out slightly due to the physical exertion.

A blast of pleasure enveloped Edward's brain when he penetrated Jacob's oral cavity and Jacob started moving his head back and forth. Jacob's slow movements and the slight suction that he was applying felt better than anything Edward had ever done or tried. He moaned as levels of pleasure rose. Jacob moaned in affirmation.

"Faster Jake, faster!" Edward whispered animatedly, and Jacob happily complied.

But it wasn't fast enough.

Edward took a firm hold of Jacob's hair and rhythmically moved Jacob's head back and forth faster. Jacob whined softly, to which Edward answered by letting go of Jake's head with one hand, and letting it descend down Jacob's body, back to his forgotten cock. Jacob's whining was soon replaced with moans of pleasure.

As tension rose, Edward let loose of Jacob's head completely, now bucking full-force in Jacob's mouth. The unifying bliss that came from it was unimaginable. Tension kept rising as pleasure soared to new heights – at which point Edward released Jacob's mouth from the ravaging he had wreaked upon it. He disengaged and descended down Jacob's body slowly so he could stare Jacob in the eyes. They were twinkling with rebellious vigour.

The sight of Jacob's unwavering resolve set something of inside Edward's burning heart: he slapped Jacob across the face with a flat palm, producing a highly satisfying "swat" and a subdued yelp from Jacob.

The blow caused Jacob's head to be brutally flailed sideways, but he regained himself quickly. To Edward's amusement the rebellious sparkle had increased in intensity and Jacob was grinning broadly. It elicited a smirk from Edward.

"You're a rebel. I like that." Edward's smirk broadened. "The more you rebel, the more I will have to crush," he said as a fiery spark ignited not merely a twinkle, but a blazing fire of sadistic delight in Edward's dark eyes. His sneer had twisted into a grin that was infused with glee at the prospect of unleashing his fantasies on Jacob. Jacob gulped at the sight, but his grin had not faded one bit.

Edward let a hand snake down Jacob's body as he closed in on his face with his head, teeth bared. Out of nowhere, Edward plunged them into Jacob's soft neck, which was already richly scarred with bite-marks. The sudden searing pain had Jacob erupt in a howl that was disrupted when a tingling sensation of intimate pleasure launched from his hole to his by pain sensitized brain; Edward had started roughly fingering Jacob, sticking in multiple fingers, scissoring to prepare him for the grand finale.

Jacob struggled against his bonds: on the one hand the pain Edward's teeth caused him blinded him, making him wail with intensifying hurt; on the other hand the harsh fingering provided a jarring yet intoxicating delight that made Jacob weak and ground his defences to dust. He started panting due to the debilitating cocktail of antagonistic feelings assailing his increasingly submitting mind.

"Fuck me Ed," he iterated softly, grimacing in-between pained moans of gratification. "Fuck me now…."

Jacob spoke softly, but with a pressing urgencythat didn't leave Edward untouched.

He let go of Jacob's neck and slapped him harshly across the face with his free hand. The fingering continued with increasing intensity as more fingers were introduced. Jacob's facial expression kept shifting confusingly between grimaces, smirks and outright grins.

"Sure I will, but you're not in the position to make demands, boy!" was his softly spoken retaliation, meanwhile withdrawing some of the fingers that were so busy inside Jacob. Jacob answered Edward's slap and speech with a surprised smirk. Edward smacked him again.

"Take that smile off your face. You have no reason to smile. I'm going to fuck you into submission until you'll whimper and whine and squeal and howl,"Edward hissed threateningly.

Jacob lost the grin immediately, but his eyes twinkled with submissive delight upon hearing Edward's intimidating talk. The latter opened the door of the car, took a step outside, allowing him to brutally yank Jacob's pants and boxers off. It elicited a subdued yelp as some of the hairs of Jacob's legs were caught in the movement and got rudely torn out. Edward quickly climbed back in the car, closed the door, threw Jacob's jeans onto the driver's seat, and got into position. He parted Jacob's legs….

"Lube… next to the driver's seat…" Jacob managed to interject before Edward entered.

The comment had knocked Edward briefly out of his domineering role, as he gazed at Jacob, perplexed. Soon he regained himself, let his gaze shift to the space between the two front seats, and leaned over to search the crevice in-between the two chairs.

In the dark it was more difficult to find the tube of lube than Edward had hoped, but soon he held it in his hand and squirted some of the viscous gel onto both himself and Jacob. Jacob grinned as he was watching Edward's every move closely, his arms hanging loosely above his head, entangled in the car's seat belts.

As soon as Edward was done, he closed the cap of the tube and threw it casually back between the two front seats. He took his position again, manoeuvring himself gently in-between Jacob's strong legs. As he inched closer, his heartbeat quickened, until he found himself at exactly the right spot. He glanced over to Jacob's face briefly, licking his lips. Jacob was grinning in calm expectation – a grin that wouldn't stay there for very long.

"Get ready…" Edward proclaimed quietly, though with a bestial smirk that made Jacob tremble slightly in fear – it had been the first time that night that Jacob had become fearful.

Edward entered Jacob, steadily though somewhat forcefully. Jacob instantly cried out an agonized "Fuck", producing a pained howl that would have torn right through the hearts and minds of weaker individuals, as his muscles tensed up and his face locked into a tight grimace. Though Edward had prepared him somewhat, the force with which Edward had assailed his hole was of new proportions.

A continual soft, anguished whimpering now filled the car, pervaded by harsh moaning from Edward as he started pumping. Slowly and easily at first Edward went, but soon his bucking picked up speed. All Jacob could utter beside quiet moans were strings of "oh fuck" and "oh god" as Edward steadily increased the rate at which he fucked him.

The air in the car became hot and damp and the car's suspensions creaked noisily as the car rhythmically bounced back and forth along with Edward's frenzied movement. Beads of sweat dripped down his forehead, his mind shrouded by an animalistic drive while he groaned deeply. Jacob moaned in response, whimpering under Edward's primal fury, still grimacing and eyes shut tight.

As the pounding continued, Edward nudged closer and closer to that moment of bliss that would unify them in a rush of divine delight. Still restrained, Jacob wasn't far off either, as Edward noticed: his cock was hard and leaking; all he needed was to be brought a little further closer to the edge…

"Oh oh oh, I'm going to cum Ed!" he started whimpering suddenly, breaking off his normal routine of agonized moaning.

"No!" Edward retorted sadistically. "You're not going to cum until I say so! Just a little bit longer…."

Jacob's face tensed up entirely in an effort not to shoot before given permission by Edward, but this could see that Jacob was struggling hard against basic primal instincts. So Edward turned it up one notch, and bucked with a fiery force that he didn't even know he had in him. Surprised at his own stamina, he suddenly felt how his loins were enveloped in the precursors of that blessed blast of explosive ecstasy that consumes the mind akin a fiery conflagration. He was almost there…

Just

A little

Bit

More….

"Cum now Jacob, cum now!" he hissed demandingly as he closed his eyes and threw his head backwards, letting his primitive spirit being overtaken by the full rush of heavenly perfection, extending an arm to gently stroke Jacob's erection. Their moaning joined in a choir of lustful anticipation as they were together pushed over the edge.

They came hard, simultaneously, their joined moaning erupting in a conflagration of united bliss. They groaned heavily, nearly crying with the feeling of ecstasy that had enveloped their loins and, like a locomotive gone rogue, rushed along their spine to squash their brain in mind-blowing delight. It was all as he had once, many months ago, imagined.

When it was all over, Edward slumped down onto Jacob. Their chests heaved frantically as they caught their breath, sweat mixing as their naked chests touched. Panting they stared at each other, still moaning softly, intermittently, each of them with a wide grin that portrayed ultimate satisfaction. Then Edward steadily slid out of Jacob, and slowly leaned over Jacob to untangle his arms from the seatbelts, freeing him. As he moved back to his former position, his face ducked down onto Jacob's, and once again they kissed passionately, fervently, happily. Gently. Then, Edward rolled over and leaned against the back seat's backrest. Again he glanced over to Jacob, who seemed to still be on a different planet, little stars swirling before his eyes. They sat like that for a few minutes.

"Wow," Jacob groaned. "Nobody ever fucked me like that… I've never been with a man that could truly dominate. You, Edward Cullen, are going to see much more of me; like it or not."

Upon hearing that, Edward's heartbeat had once again quickened. In the meantime Jacob had taken a towel that was comfortably lying under the driver's seat to wipe the cum off of his magnificent set of abs. He glanced over to Edward with a smile. Jacob then took his pants and underwear and put them on again. Edward followed his example, putting on his shirt and coat, even though he was amazingly warm.

After a few moments, they were once again dressed and ready to go. They got out of the car, walked over to the front doors and opened them. As they slid into their seats, Jacob in the driver's seat, they exchanged a smile; it quickly grew into another grin, and soon Jacob pulled Edward into another kiss. Finally they disconnected, Jacob started the engine, and they drove off to Edward's house. It was nearly 3:30 A.M.

Soon they reached Edward's home, where Jacob pulled over along the curb.

"I believe this is your stop," Jacob said, with a sigh of regret.

Edward nodded in reply. Sighing also, he opened the car door, but before he got out Jacob pulled him in again, giving him a note.

"That's my phone number. Call me." Jacob added a nod in affirmation of the gesture.

Edward smiled and nodded briefly as he accepted the piece of paper, then resumed to re-open the door and got out. Outside, he slammed the door shut and walked over to the other side. Jacob lowered his window while he watched Edward walk around the front of the car to his side. Edward crouched down, supporting himself on the windowsill of the car as he grinned at Jacob warmly, a satisfied sparkle in his eyes.

While Edward stood with his back to his family's home, fixed on the beauty in front of him, a light had been turned on in the house. A dark figure appeared in front of the window, but Edward and Jacob were oblivious to it.

"I had a great night, Jake…" Edward began, but didn't continue. Jacob had pushed Edward back and had opened the door.

The figure in front of the window held a hand to the chin, cupping it, seemingly lost in thought.

In surprise to Jacob's action, Edward had taken a few steps back as he saw the magnificent body of the young native step out of the car in all its entrancing masculinity. His brown, leather jacket fit so well with the rest of his clothing, his face and hair, that Edward felt a novel bulge appear in his pants in response to the male stepping in his direction.

The figure in front of the window kept staring at the two youngsters, curious as to what would happen.

Jacob approached Edward, and finally stood right in front of him.

"I felt a hug was more appropriate, given how the evening proceeded," Jacob responded with a warm smile.

Agreeing to that proposition, Edward immediately reeled Jacob in, who was pleasantly surprised by Edward's continuing dominance throughout the evening. Edward tightly held his arms around Jacob, who reciprocated the gesture, as they rested their heads on each other's shoulders, seeking warmth and shelter from the cold winter night in each other's embrace.

The figure in the window had slowly lowered the loosely clenched fist, in surprise to the spectacle that was unfolding in front of the house. The figure leaned forward, supporting the body on the windowsill and eyes fixed on Edward.

Having stood there like that for a minute, they released their grips slightly, enabling them to pull back and stare each other lovingly in the eyes. Their gazes locked, chests heaving in unison. Calmness pervaded the scene. Edward slightly lowered his gaze, so that he focused on Jake's strong jaws.

"Earlier I said I didn't want to break this rule, out of fear," Edward whispered shyly to Jacob, "but I'm not afraid any longer. I choose a perfect ending to a perfect night."

He raised his gaze and locked it in Jacob's. Faces moved closer. Heads tilted into position. Mouths opened in expectation, damp with anticipation….

Behind a window, a fist clenched ever more tightly….

They kissed. A final, passionate kiss. The perfect ending to a perfect night. Tongues played around like young wolves in a damp cave, toying around foolishly. Then they disconnected, and stared at each other one more time in the eyes. Finally, their grips loosened as Jacob took a step backward, got into his car and slammed the door shut. Through the open window, he smiled, and Edward smiled back. Jacob winked, focused his attention on the road, put the car into gear, and softly road off into the night. Edward was left behind, still in a dreamy entrancement as he watched the two, red car lights disappear around the corner.

Finally he turned around.

And saw a figure behind a window, in a brightly-lit room; a room that he had always dreaded: his father's study.

The figure stared at him, and Edward stared back. The figure's hand slowly reached to the edge of the curtain, yanking it open with a firm tug. Carlisle, his loving father, appeared from behind it, eyes blood-shot. A crazed expression of disgust, disappointment and humiliation could be read all over his face. Edward saw his head droop. He moved away from the window. The light was turned off.

Silence.

Edward gulped, turned around, and paced away hurriedly. He would come back in the afternoon, when he knew half of his family would be away. What he would do until then he didn't know; walk around in the forest? Sit in a bar? He'd find something to do. And then in the evening, when the family returned home for dinner, he would have to explain. In the meantime, his father no doubt would have told everybody what he had seen that night. His loving, homophobic father.

As he continued down the road, he couldn't do but think of the sentence that had kick-started the night. The perfect night with the perfect end – the perfect end to life as he had come to know it.

Nothing good happens after 2A.M.

A/N: Chapter 5 is on the way, hopefully to be published sometime next week.