Summary: When Jasper meets seventeen year old Edward he's immediately enamored, but he's reminded of past mistakes and beats a hasty retreat. Will he be able surmount his fears and make a play for the man he loves? All human. Non-canon pairings. Slash.

Author note: This is a companion story to It's Waiting There For You, but one does NOT have to read It's Waiting There For You to read this one.

The first few chapters will be short and contain Jasper's backstory. Longer chapters will be posted when the story moves to present day.

This is unbeta'd and not pre-read by anyone. All mistakes are my own.

MA: This story will have explicit and lemony scenes. If boy x boy relations offend you please don't read any further.

Characters belong to S. Meyer.

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[year: 2000 – Jasper age 13]

Pulsatin' puke annoyin' shit stain fuckin' asshole!

Anger rolled through me like a freight train running at full power and I swept everything off my desk, including the keyboard still attached to my PC. I sat clenching and unclenching my fists as I took deep breaths trying to control my fury.

I hadn't wanted to believe it, but the damning evidence was too hard to ignore.

Fear ripped through me.

What was I gonna do? How was I suppose to tell her?

Momma was going to be so hurt.

"Awwwwwwww!" I screamed in frustration.

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It was supposed to be a simple social studies assignment.

In fourth period Social Studies on Monday, our teacher Mr. Lehman, had assigned our annual final term report. We had three weeks to research one of our parent's place of work and write a report of how they handled, or ignored as the case may be, a social issue topic from the list Mr. Lehman had handed out.

Momma, who had worked cleaning homes for the rich most of her adult life, had recently switched careers after a lot of training to become a photographer. She was currently employed at the local Sears portrait studio, a job she claimed was a stepping stone to starting her own business.

I hated her current boss and I had no intention of setting foot anywhere near their studio.

So, stupid me, I decided to research my dad's work, big mistake, huge mistake - because it turns out my stupid dickwad of a father had another family.

That's right, the fucker had two families at the same fucking time!

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"You always tole me you didn't fuckin' believe in marriage!"

"Watch your language Jasper Robert Whitlock! You're not too old for me to get out the soap," she warned.

"I will watch my fuckin' language, when you fuckin' explain how you lied to me my entire life," I mumbled. I wasn't afraid of Momma, but when she called me by my full name I knew I needed to watch my step. And the soap threat wasn't an idle one.

"Sweetie," Momma's voice softened. "I know this is a shock to you, but sit down and let me explain the situation better."

How can you explain that you knew Dad was a polygamist?

Well not technically a polygamist, since he hadn't actually married Momma.

If he had, I'd have been a Hale, not a Whitlock.

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"Where did you hear about this?"

"Why does it fuckin' matter," my mouth spun out forgetting to watch the swearing. The look of fury that switched on in Momma's eyes snuffed out my fight. "Sorry," I mumbled. "Google."

"You are trying my patience Jasper. Stop with the smart mouth. How did you find out about your father?"

"Google," I repeated and sighed. How was this important? "It's a search engine you can use to search the Internet."

"Oh," Momma responded. "I didn't realize Robert was that famous. Can anyone look this information up?"

Momma was a little behind in technology. She didn't own a cell phone or computer. I was surprised she'd even heard of the Internet.

"He's not famous," I tried to explain. "You can find information on just about anyone on the Internet. I did a Google search on his name and company and found his company website."

"I don't understand, on this company website it tells you about his wife?"

"No. There was a link on the site to press releases. One was 'bout a new branch openin' in Tallahassee and in the picture…" Even though she'd apparently known about this other family I had trouble saying what I'd seen. "…he was cuttin' the ribbon, and standin' next to him was a lady and a girl."

Momma's face blanched and for the first time since we'd started this conversation she looked hurt.

"How did you know? You know, that it's his wife?" Momma whispered quietly.

"In the article it said he attended the opening with his wife and daughter."

I closed my eyes so I didn't have to see her reaction.

"Momma, she looks like me."

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