Player Hater, Player Lover Chapter 8: Long Way to Go, a twilight fanfic

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A/N:

A special thank you ElizabethBella for taking the time to beta this for me and for nudging me to keep on rolling with chappies.

I'm really sorry for the long wait. I've been so busy with school, work and bambinos. Again, I'm really really really sorry for the long wait.

Thank you to all who reviewed, alerted and favorited this story and for being patient through this revision. To the new readers, welcome.

Chapter 8: Long Way to Go

BPOV

The club doors opened onto a pathway of sinful ecstasy. Each step led me deeper into the dancing shadows and thundering music. Beams of colorful lights flashed as I walked past tables crowded with empty beer bottles and shot glasses. Guys flanked by wingmen scouted the dance floor like hawks for their next victims.

I searched through the throngs of sweaty bodies and rubbed shoulders with guys trying to tag team me only to find that nobody else arrived yet. There was no way I was going to wait to get my drink on, so I plopped down onto one of the tall barstools and asked for a screwdriver. The familiar warmth of the liquid felt great down my throat but was I was impatient for the rest of the gang. I swore aloud, wondering what the hell was taking them so long.

Someone tapped me, purring in a velvety voice, "I'm sorry, were you talking to me?"

"No." Who had the audacity to think I was talking to them when obviously I was talking to myself? As I turned to look, I realized it was someone I never thought I would see again - my Greek Adonis. Eck! In slow motion, I saw the recognition register in his blazing emerald eyes.

I heard him mumble something about an angel and brunette and beauty. My mind started flashing back to the events of that one night that fulfilled both of our carnal desires.

"Um, uh," I said only able to make audible noises.

This is the last time I ever listen to Angela! Goodbye fuck, my ass! Standing before me was my goodbye fuck. More like hello fuck to me! I was literally wishing it was Star Trek so I could ask Scotty to beam me the hell out of there.

This poor guy still didn't do any better. He sat there speechless and now pointing at me. It seemed as if he was paralyzed from this moment, from this event, from this situation. Seriously, I was going to slap him if he couldn't get it together. I was actually probably going to slap myself too if I didn't get it together.

Someone was going to have to speak because we both were not getting anywhere here. It was like we were both stuck in traffic.

All of a sudden, a booming voice called, "Hey, Edward, my man!"

My brother was strolling towards us and my mind started running in different directions looking back and forth between my brother and this guy. Wait, Edward? Shit, Emmett just called this guy Edward. Edward, the same guy Rosalie referred as an asshole because of his streak with women. The same Edward that used to hold the position of my brother's wingman. The guy my brother referred as his best friend. Fuck! I slept with a player. Didn't I just say to myself I wouldn't let a player's dick near me? Obviously I failed in that aspect. Worse yet, I slept with my brother's best friend.

From the corner of my eye, I saw Edward drink nervously from his glass of beer.

Emmett was trying to give Edward a one-sided hug when he said, "Oh hey, I see you've met my sister, Bellsy?"

Edward sputtered out his drink on Emmett.

"Shit, Edward! What the fuck?" Emmett shouted in shock.

"Fuck, I'm sorry, man!" Edward replied back in apology but I didn't know if it was because of me or the drink.

Emmett looked back and forth between me and Edward and something must have clicked in his head. "Wait, why are you next to my sister? Is something going on that I should know about?"

"Uh…" Edward was unable to reply.

Emmett charged towards Edward and grabbed him by the collar and started to shake him. "Edward, answer me now!" Emmett shouted.

This is one of the reasons why I never tell my brother about my past boyfriends. I didn't want him to go all macho and beat them all into a bloody pulp when I could handle them myself. Besides, he didn't want to ever hear anything of it. He preferred to think of me as a virginal princess and keep it that way.

"Em! Em!" I tried to lessen my brother's hold. "I don't know him! Fuck, let him go! He just sat next to me to get a drink; it was the only available seat!" I didn't know why I was lying for Edward. I didn't know if it was because I wanted to fuck him again, or what. He was one fine specimen. Or maybe it was because didn't want to ruin my brother's friendship with him. Hell, I don't know.

I'm glad my brother bought the lie because usually I can't pull it off. The screwdriver must have helped.

"Sorry man, it's just that Bella is my baby sister and I know how you are with girls," Emmett apologized as he brushed the collar of his shirt.

"No problem man. Don't worry; you know I go for blondes." Edward glanced at me, a little guilty.

I was just fucking offended. Blonde? I took off in a pissy-assed mood, heading to the bathroom but someone tugged me by the arm and pulled me into a corner.

"Crap! You fucking scared me." I placed my hand over my chest as I tried to quiet the pounding of my heart.

"Sorry. It's just I kind of saw your little silent exchange with Edward. I'm not a lughead like your brother - so, spill."

"It's nothing," I answered, she would drop it.

"Bella, I've known you for awhile. Don't make me wrestle it out of you." Rosalie had her arms across her chest and began tapping her foot.

Fuck! Even though I usually could hold my own, I knew she fought dirty. No thank you, I decided to save myself from the bruises and scratches.

"Fine. I can't believe I'm telling you this. And if you breathe a word to anyone, I swear I will tell Emmett your entire sex history!"

Rosalie made an x sign across her heart. "Okay. On my last night in Phoenix, I slept with Edward" - Rosalie gasped - "I didn't know his name. I didn't even know who he was. Emmett never brought him around for me to meet him when I would visit you guys. Besides, it was supposed to be a goodbye fuck."

"Isabella Marie Swan, you slept with Alice's brother?"

"Yes! So now what am I going to do? Fuck! Fuck!"

"How the hell am I supposed to know?" Rosalie answered.

"Great help you are," I told her mockingly.

Just then, Alice and Jasper arrived and joined us. I glared at Rosalie silently reminding her to shut up. Alice looked at me and then Rosalie with a questioning glance and then came up to hug me.

"Hi, Bella!" Alice hugged me very tightly.

"Hi Alice! Hi Jasper!" I knew I sounded nervous.

Nothing passed Alice; she stared at me inquisitively.

"Come on." Rosalie ushered us towards the bar. "Let's get the party started!" It looked like Rosalie was going to keep my secret. Thank goodness, for now.

I uncomfortably strolled to meet up with Emmett and Edward, who were laughing like nothing happened. Edward looked at me quickly. It was an odd glance, almost like a longing or something. I looked around to make sure no one caught on and I saw Alice's calculating expression. Did nothing get past this pixie?

Edward and Emmett passed out shots of whiskey to toast. Edward's fingers briefly lingered on mine and I felt a shock pass through us. I looked up into Edward's eyes and I could tell by the way he looked at me that he noticed it too. Quickly, I grabbed the drink and thanked him.

We toasted to Edward's return and for my move. Muse came on and Alice started to get giddy and pulled Jasper to dance. Then, Rosalie then grabbed Emmett's arm to dance with her and winked at me as they walked away. What a devious slut. She'd just left me alone with Edward.

"Um, thanks for what you did for me earlier."

"I didn't do it for you. I did it for my brother." I tried not to look anywhere near his eyes to avoid becoming a pile of mush.

Edward touched my arm and there it was, another shock. I looked up. "I don't really mean what I said earlier. Blondes are actually Emmett's thing. I'm actually into a certain brunette." Edward gazed intently into my eyes.

"Sure," I drawled.

"No, it's true" - Edward then whispered into my ear - "I don't know about you, but I've been thinking about that night ever since."

"It was just one night," I answered. He looked taken back at my response. "And don't go around thinking I'm a slut and I do that all the time, 'cause I don't."

"Look, I think we started on the wrong foot. Let's start over." He stuck his hand.

"I'm Edward, and your name?"

"Bella," I answered, just going along with it.

"Nice to meet you," he said as he brought my hand to his lips for a kiss.

I smiled at his sweet gesture. He released my hand and I could still felt his lips tingling on my hand.

"Did the sun come out or did you just smile at me?" Edward asked, beaming.

I rolled my eyes and blushed at him.

"Would you like to go out sometime? Get to know each better?"

I was about to respond when a blonde girl came up behind Edward and wrapped her arms around him. "Hi Eddiekins! I've missed you. Let's make up for the time you were gone," the girl demanded in a high, annoying voice.

Edward cleared his throat and gestured towards me.

"Oh, hi, I'm Lauren."

She then proceeded to ignore me.

"Come on, I missed you. We can go to my place now if you want," she whispered loudly into his ear.

"Hold on Lauren. I'll talk to you later." He then leaned closer to me and asked, "So, will you go out with me?"

I couldn't believe he hadn't brushed her off yet was still asking me out.

"I don't know, but if you want me to say yes, prove to me that you're a good guy, because you have a long way to go." I turned around and left him at the bar with his hooker.

I walked to the dance floor and grabbed a random guy to dance with me.

I love it when they try to get scandalous
Even though they know they really can't handle it
(They can't handle it?) They can't handle it
Try and take me out to dinner, I'll cancel it
If you really wanna know me first of all
You should never try to get to personal
'Cause I meant it when I said:
That you gotta long way to go

This guy tried to grab my hips to get me closer to him. I pushed him off and walked away to dance by myself. I was trying to make a statement to Edward. I don't know what. But I wanted to leave an impression of what he was missing.

You claim that you're so hot
And you say you got skills in the bedroom
You try to flirt when you're so not
Had a chance you still never come through
You say you wanna come and see me
Cause you know your girlfriend wanna be me (Uh)
I'ma tell you why you can't
Said you gotta long way 2 go
Say you wanna love me?

I was dancing by myself when some guy tried to grab me from behind. I turned around and pressed his forehead to get him away from me.

Wanna love me? Wanna touch me?
Think twice cause you gotta long way 2 go
Don't know howda act, bettah fall back
It's like that cause you gotta long way 2 go
It's not that deep, take it easy, you wanna please me?
Got a long way 2 go, I'ma bad girl
You wanna get close? Ease up cause you gotta a long way

I felt an arm wrap around me and inhaled the already-familiar scent of Edward. I slightly pushed him away and slowly circled around him with my fingers tracing along his upper torso to tantalize him a little bit. My favorite part was about to come on and I wanted to tease him some more.

You claim that you're so hot

I ran my hand through his hair and playfully grabbed a handful to pull him closer to me.

And you say you got skills in the bedroom

Slowly I trailed my fingers down close to his member and stopped leaving him breathing hard.

You try to flirt when you're so not
Had a chance you still never come through

He tried to grab my hand back to where it was and I pulled away and shook my finger teasingly as a no to him.

You say you wanna come and see me

I curled my finger and he came closer.

Cause you know your girlfriend wanna be me (Uh)
I'ma tell you why you can't
Said you gotta long way 2 go
Say you wanna love me?

Wanna love me? Wanna touch me?

I put my hands on my hips and chest and started to simulate the words as if I was touching myself, but I wasn't.
Think twice cause you gotta long way 2 go

Don't know howda act, bettah fall back

At these words, I playfully pushed him back as if I wanted him to fall back.

It's like that cause you gotta long way 2 go
It's not that deep, take it easy, you wanna please me?

He slowly lowered himself as if he was going to grind me, but I lifted up his chin to raise him up because this was my song to teach him if he wanted me, he had to work hard trying to earn me.

Got a long way 2 go, I'm a bad girl

Playfully, I reached down and could feel that he was hard. I smiled coyly knowing I was doing a good job teasing him.

You wanna get close? Ease up cause you gotta a long way

I mouthed this part of the song to him. We began grinding and I wanted to give him that satisfaction thinking he had me, even though I knew he didn't.

I wrapped my arms around him as I stood behind Edward and whispered the next words in his ears, "Rock wit me now, you gotta long way to go." He continued to dance and then I whispered the last line in his ear, "Bettah fall back, said you gotta long way to go." I let go and could tell he was in his own little world and I turned around to leave him on the dance floor by himself.

I giggled to myself watching as if he thought I was still dancing with him. He must have heard somehow through the noise of the club. He looked up and saw me and I winked at him and smiled seductively as I left the club.

A/N:

"Long Way to Go" by Cassie

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