Betrayal and Something Else

Chapter two

A/N: wow! I would like to thank all of you nice people for your kind words about my situation. I would like you all to know that I have not gotten my happy ending yet, but I HAVE found a guy that makes my heart happy. He is so sweet and loving and caring and everything that my dirt bag of an ex was not. So, since I am in such a fantastic mood and I got such good reviews, I decided to make a second chapter. I don't how good it is, but hopefully it is just slightly appealing (:

Bella,

We have known each other for almost our entire lives. We haven't always been the best of friends or seen eye to eye, but we have always been there for each other.

I like how you don't judge me even though I know you don't agree with me most of the time. I can see your thoughts written on your face, so don't even try to act like you aren't silently judging me in your mind whenever I bring over some rude, obnoxious, gold digging whore. You may have noticed that they keep getting worse, well, that it because I am trying get a reaction out of you. I want to see that you care enough to speak up. I know you do, but you are too nice to say anything. So, I give up with that shit.

Anyway, I have decided to just be a man and write you a letter. I know. Manly, right? I want to tell you that you are kind of stupid. I don't mean that in a cruel way, but as someone who cares about you. You are always going for these asshole guys who only want to get into your pants and I hate that. It kills me. You deserve so much more. I even thought that way before I fell for you. Yes, you read right. I have fallen for my best friend. I don't really know how or when it happened, just that it did and I can't make it go away.

You're so beautiful, even when you put no effort into it. I hate sounding like a loser little boy, but whenever you walk into the room, my heart beats faster and faster and all I can think about doing is throwing you against a wall and pounding the hell out of your pussy. Okay, maybe I sound more like a pervert, but that's okay. I am just being honest. Alright? Don't take offence.

Okay, so, yeah. I really like you, like a lot. More than I want to admit on a piece of paper. So… if you want to talk about what I have said in this letter, call me or come over and… we'll talk.

Always yours,

Edward.

I smiled the biggest and goofiest smile as I read over the letter for the fifth time in less than twenty minutes. After mine and Edwards little fiasco on the couch, he decided to hop in a shower, but I wanted to stay all sweaty and covered in Edward. I know, I'm gross, but I am not ready to wash away the evidence of our fun time just yet.

Before Edward got into the shower, he told me to make myself at home so that is exactly what I am doing. I slipped on his silk red button up shirt and then rummaged through his bedside table. Hey, I let him fuck me senseless; I think I have a right to snoop.

As I was going through the many random things he has in there, I came across the letter that he had mentioned downstairs. I thought he was joking, honestly. I didn't think that he would actually write me a fucking letter! But, he did, and I am not in any way embarrassed to admit that I swooned. It may have been all over the place and written in sloppy handwriting, and he called me stupid and he said that he wanted to pound into me against a fucking wall… okay, it had its faults, I admit, but I loved it. I may sound like a teenage girl who believes in true love, but it made me feel special. Something no man has ever accomplished with me or even tried to accomplish.

I giggled and hugged the creased up piece of notebook paper to my chest and fell face first onto his bed, kicking my legs like an idiot. I couldn't help it. I felt like I was on cloud nine. Before today, I had never once thought of Edward in a sexual way. Of course I knew he was a good looking man, but I never really took notice to the extent of his beauty.

He was my buddy and buddies shouldn't think that way about each other. Unless… unless they are fuck-buddies. Is that what we are? Fuck-buddies? Fbs? I sat up on my knees quickly and held the paper even closer to me. The thought of just being Edwards sex friend was appealing, no doubt, but it sort of made my heart hurt that that was all we would be.

I mean, anytime he wanted to have sex, I'd be all over that shit, pride aside. But… I don't know. It is kind of upsetting to me to know that it could be some kind of temporary thing and he may have other girls on the side and I won't even be able to say anything because I am just his buddy who he fucks!

I was beginning to hyperventilate. I needed to calm the fuck down before I ended up losing my shit, and scaring Edward away completely. I took a few calming breaths through my nose and out my mouth as I heard the shower turn off. I heard his bear feet on the floor, he was getting closer. I could feel my heart beating a mile a minute and I felt like I was going to pass out. How do I address this? How am I supposed to ask him… what we are?

But if he didn't want to be more than fuck-buddies, why would he write me that sweet letter?

Before I could put too much thought into it, Edwards bedroom door flung open, hitting the wall. I jumped and turned to face him since I was still on my knees, facing away from the door. My jaw nearly dropped to the floor. Naked Edward. Naked, naked…

"You're here," he sighed. I looked into his eyes and took in the shocked look on his face. That's not a good sign…

"Uh, yeah… why? Did you want me to leave?" I asked, already getting off of the bed.

"No! No, no, no. Please stay?" he pleaded and walked up to me, only stopping when he was towering over me. I smiled brightly up at him. Okay, good. That's a good sign!

"Kay, I will." I smiled giddily at him and giggled. I tend to do that now apparently, in the presence of Edward. He smiled timidly down at me, his eyes traveling from my eyes to my lips and further down. He had an approving look on his face that sent shivers down my spine. Then his wandering gaze came to a stop when he noticed the paper clutched to my chest. His eyes widened and a blush creeped onto his cheeks.

"Wh-what's th-at?" his voice broke on the last word and he cleared his throat. He took a few steps away from me and grabbed a pair grey sweatpants off of the floor, quickly climbing into them. I smiled at his antics. He sure was cute when he blushed.

"My letter," I told him honestly and reveled in the darkening of his adorable blush.

"How'd you find that?" he walked around me with his head down, eyes cast to the floor, and plopped down on the bed on his back. He didn't look angry, just a bit flustered, but I felt a little bad for making him uncomfortable.

I climbed on the bed and laid down next to him, curling into his side. I traced random designs on his chest until he lost some of the tension in his body. I didn't want him to regret writing me a letter that made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

"You told me to make myself at home. You've known me long enough to know that I take that very literally," I whispered against the side of his chest and planted a wet kiss on it. He snorted and pulled me closer to him.

"Yeah, I know." We were silent for a few minutes, just holding each other close as I listened to his soft breaths.

"Did… you, you know… like it?" he asked, finally breaking the silence. I smiled and looked up at him.

"I loved it, Edward." I pulled myself up his body until I was straddling him, my bear sex just under his bellybutton. He groaned deep in his throat and trailed his fingers lightly up my thighs until they were under the silk shirt I was wearing. I moaned and that same mischievous smile from earlier today reappeared on Edwards face. I felt his hands squeeze lightly on my upper thighs and I nearly lost it. I grabbed his hands through the shirt and stopped his advances. There was something that I needed to discuss with him before we got back to doing the dirty. Which we most certainly would.

"Edward, wait." he looked up at me, a look of fear on his face. I quickly backtracked and brought my hands up to his chest, rubbing soothing circles.

"I want to, trust me. I just have to ask you something first."

He sighed in what sounded like relief. He took his hands off of me and sat up on his elbows, giving me the go ahead with a nod. I took a deep breath.

"I was wondering what we are. I know you said you like me and you wrote me that really awesome letter and stuff, but I was just, um, wondering if you want me to be like a girlfriend type or am I just a, uh, you know? Fuck-buddy?" I rushed out all in one breath and my face was flaming with heat by the end of it. Edward just sat there, staring at me, making me even more nervous and uncomfortable. After only a few seconds of the maddening silence, I just couldn't take it anymore.

"Could you not stare at me like that?" I asked, biting my lip and looking away from him. I could feel the tears in my eyes. I tend to cry when I am in an embarrassing situation. Edward touched my chin and moved his head to meet my watery eyes.

"Hey, don't cry," he pleaded and pulled me to his chest. I wrapped my arms around his neck and waited. Finally, he spoke after frying my nerves.

"I didn't mean to make you cry. I just didn't know what to say." he pulled me away from him and held me at an arms length. "You're not fuck-buddy material, baby," he told me seriously. I didn't know what to say to that. Good thing he kept speaking or we were in for another awkward silence.

"You deserve to be treated with respect. Physically, mentally, emotionally and every other way possible! So, no. you are not just a fucking fuck toy. You are my fucking girlfriend!"

He was getting pissed off and I was getting pretty turned on by it. He said I was his girlfriend! I could have squealed right then and there if only I had enough breath left in me. He literally knocked the breath right out of me. But, in a very Edward-like fashion, he took my silence the wrong way and started babbling like a fool.

"I-I, mean… uh, that is, if you, um, I mean, want to be. You know, my girlfriend, that is, you know? It's cool if y-" I slapped my hand over his mouth, successfully cutting off his ridiculous ramble. I smiled at him and shook my head.

"Edward, I was having a moment," I laughed. I felt his lips stretch into a smile under the palm of my hand. "I want to be your girlfriend." I took my hand away and replaced it with my mouth. It was an odd kiss since we were both smiling like the joker, but not at all unpleasant.

Our smiles, however, soon faded as our tongues found each other. I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck as he pulled me close by the waist. Edward brushed his fingers from my hips down my thighs and back up until they were under the thin silk shirt I was wearing. I moaned and threw my head back as the palms of his hands moved roughly up my sides and over my hardened nipples.

I thrust my wet core into his stomach, causing him to grasp my tits in both of his hands. He shoved me back on the bed, my head falling just under the edge of the pillow. I barely had time to think as Edward grabbed me by the hips and swung my legs over his shoulders. I let out a surprised squeal that caught his attention. He just winked up at me and smirked as my jaw dropped open in anticipation.

"I will make you see your worth, baby. Trust. That," he said confidently and then things got a little hazy. As in, my head slammed back on the bed and my eyes rolled as Edward stuck his entire tongue into my already soaking center.

I grabbed the pillow above my head and dragged it over my face, screaming into it as his expert tongue went from swirling around my opening to licking roughly on my sensitive bundle of nerves. I felt the heat all over my body, the pure desire coursing through my veins.

I was already at the edge, teetering over, when Edward decided to get fancy. He added two fingers into his ministrations, shoving them roughly inside of me as he licked up and down my slit. I threw the pillow off of my face and arched my back off of the bed, my hands going to my hair. I was seriously on the edge of tears, I didn't know what to do with all of the pleasure he gave me.

He trailed his free hand over my hip to my stomach and up, up, up until he was cupping my left breast in his large, capable hand. He rolled my tight pink nipple around with the palm of his hand as his other one kept thrusting into me with precise movements, hitting spots that I never realized I had.

All I could do was wiggle around and moan out his name and the occasional scream, but he didn't seem to mind. His fingers moved faster and his mouth covered my clit, sucking it into his mouth. I was sad to feel the tightening of my muscles and my stomach. I knew what that meant, but I never wanted this to end.

Just as I felt the inevitable approach of my orgasm, Edward licked my clit, and then bit down, hard. I screamed at the erotic mixture of pain and pleasure and nearly pulled the hair right out of my head.

Edward licked up every last bit of me, cleaning me and his fingers, before dropping me to the bed. I fought to catch my breath as I felt the bed dip on both sides of me as he crawled up my body. He stayed on his hands and knees, hovering over me and breathing heavily. I smiled lazily up at him and he grinned before dropping his head to give me a quick kiss on the lips. He pulled away and looked at me seriously.

"So?" he asked. My eyebrows scrunched up in confusion and he clucked his tongue. "What are you worth?" he asked as if he were talking to a child. I looked away from him and sighed, just to fuck with him a little bit.

"I'll let you know later." I yawned and turned over to my side, snuggling into the fluffy blue plaid blankets. I heard a growl, and then my body was being thrown on top of Edwards. I screamed, shocked as I ended up straddling him, our lips touching.

"Come on. What are you worth, baby?" he asked as he rubbed the backs of his fingers down my cheek. I felt the tears come to my eyes once again, only this time in… love. Yeah, love. Why not? I smiled down at him and gave him what he wanted.

"A lot."

He smiled happily and grabbed both sides of my face, forcing our lips together in a rough and passion filled kiss. Of course it didn't take long for the kiss to escalate into a heated grinding session.

Edward let go of my face and grabbed at the buttons of the shirt I was wearing. He wasted no time at all as he ripped it down the middle, buttons flying everywhere. I moaned at the sexiness of his animalistic ways. He tried to get me underneath him, but I was having none of that. I do love it when he gets all dominating, but it is my turn to show him that I can do more than just lay there and take it.

I raked my nails down his chest and he groaned, giving up his fight to get me on my back. I moved down his body as he watched me with curiosity. I slipped my fingers under the waistband of his sweatpants and dragged them down his legs, giving him my most seductive look. I don't how good it looked, since I am usually not the type to seduce, but he looked like he liked it so, my confidence was peaked.

Finally, his large erection sprung free. I would have loved to repay him for what he did for me, but the heat rushed back to my pussy and I was just not able to wait. Call me selfish if you want, but I will get around to paying him back… later.

I climbed back up his body and he grabbed my hips, bringing me over him until the tip of his holy land was touching the outer lips of my own. I grabbed his hands and slowly lowered myself onto him. No matter how bad I want this, there is no way I am risking damaging my insides on this thing by just sitting on it. Hell. No. This mother fucker is way too big for that.

We both moaned as I made my way down, his dick stretching me like no other and filling me all the way to the hilt. I held still until I was adjusted enough to his size, and then I started lifting myself up and down. My movements were calculated as I tested the waters. My head fell back as my bounces became more and more rough.

All too soon, we were both panting and moaning and ready to jump off the edge. Edward grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled me down so our lips connected in a fierce kiss that shook me to my core.

I thought I heard footsteps running up the stairs, but quickly forgot about it when Edward grabbed my ass cheeks in both of his hands and held me above him and started thrusting into me in an uneven rhythm.

"Edward, Edward, Edward…!"

Wait, that didn't sound like me…

Edward stopped thrusting into me, but we stayed in the same position as his bedroom door flung open.

"Edward! Bella hasn't come ho-oh-my-GOSH!"

Both of our heads snapped in her direction. Leah stood at the door dressed like the everyday hooker that she is, her mouth dropped open as her eyes went from me to Edward then back to me.

Suddenly, the memories of Leah and Jake came rushing back to me. I couldn't believe that I had forgotten them. Then… as I really thought about it, I couldn't believe that I just didn't care. I looked away from my former best friend and into the eyes of the reason why I didn't care.

E/N: thanks for reading! If you review, you could make this into a three-shot if you so desire. The next chapter would have to do with the confrontation between Bella and her Sleaze ball ex boyfriend and slutty ex best friend. So, review! I love them.