All My Friends Are Going To Be Strangers Novels & Stories

The number flashed on my new phone’s screen. Player #666661. Jax. I stared at the friend request notification, my thumb hovering. A temporary ally from a temporary hell. We’d shared a global announcement, but that didn’t make us friends. Out here, we were strangers. Next time, one of us would be dead in some godforsaken Instance. I didn’t need the weight of watching another name go dark. I tapped ‘Reject.’

KENNA I woke up alone the next morning to bright sunlight glaring at me and my body tangled between the sheets. Memories of what I did last night came crashing down on me like a heavy wave. I had sex with a stranger. And not only that, but he didn't use protection. "What is wrong with me?" I asked myself in a murmur. I was incredibly careless last night. What if I got pregnant? No way, that couldn't happen. Not in a million years would it ever be possible for me to get pregnant from a one-night stand. I was just worried about nothing.

The lady in sheath dress said as she squinted her eyes at the screen of the phone to read its content. "I'm so happy guys! Why don't we spend the night at the club and paint the town red?" The lady in bob suggested and they all smiled as they made for another direction. Isabella watched them leave after listening to their discussion. She couldn't help but hear them talk, they were too loud to not be heard. She got home a few minutes later and scanned the empty room as she made way to her bedroom. She knew her sister must be spending the moment at Mrs Margaret, their middle aged neighbor who lived in the same building with them.

***ESTHER*** “Friends, you say?” I raise my brows in stress. He wants me to be his friend. But what advantages are there for us to being friends? Friendship has never been a beneficial strategy in my all life but with Caden friendship is different. I cannot be a friend to a guy with whom I have already slept once. It… feels kind of strange to me. He nods his head. “No! We can’t be. We are better as a stranger,” I say as I leave his hand and make my way back to the ward.

he countered, his amusement evident in his tone. This time, I couldn't help but laugh at his response. "I mean... seriously. You can confide in a stranger, share your burdens, and then they'll be gone, moving on with their lives without a second thought. If trust is your concern, a stranger can hardly gossip about someone they barely know. And I'm definitely not a bad stranger, I don't gossip." I chuckled in response.

Umay. "Can I be your friend?" he suddenly said. My eyebrows crossed and left in front of him. Friend? Do I need that? He followed me so I sped up my walk even more. I know it's very handsome and white. Tall and narrow. But even though I'm attracted to people like him, I still don't want to. That said. Don't talk to strangers. I don't want to trust. Especially now, Alex is not here with me. It's in the US. So I'm sad. "Hey, just making friends." he complained. I look at him with annoyance. I was irritated. I ignored him and rode the tricycle out of there. There are so many things he can trip over, I was actually approached. Thank you Tomorrow...

He stepped forward towering me with tall frame. The room fell into silence. Tension so thick that can be cut with a knife. Kabir cleared his throat, his voice calm, almost detached. “Think carefully. Opportunities don’t knock twice.” My gaze flicked between them. Two strangers, yet both extending a hand. My uncle lay helpless in a hospital bed. The landlord’s vile face still haunted me. My life had never felt so unstable. And then, unbidden, I thought of Liam’s eyes when he first heard me sing—the way they lit up, as though my voice had touched something deep inside him.

But Jay was in his own world looking at the floor. "What are you talking about?" "I don't think I can be a friend to someone who doesn't need me or think of me. Because friends tell each other when they were having a hard time. They share and help each other. People don't push their best friends away and keep things to them. Since I am just a stranger, I will leave now before I do something I regret." He spat and rushed out before me, or Jay could say anything. I know what he said was unreasonable to Jay. We didn't know what Jay was going through and for that, we just need to talk but I can also understand Vian's anger.

I had to run before it was too late but my mind had eventually stopped working and before I knew it, I voiced, "Well, if you're not a kidnapper and since I am leaving in two days, I guess I can stay." "So, what's your name?" "I don't give my name to strangers." It was definitely the alcohol talking, not me. "Is that so?" I bobbed my head to which he puckered his face. "Then let's go past the stage of strangers." I chuckled, shaking my head. "I've got a better idea. Let's remain strangers and see where the night takes us." He remained quiet for a while, furrowing his brows while his gaze shuffled between me and his friend sitting by the lounges. Then he finally added, "It’s fine by me."

the man asks again nervously “I don’t really, because I don’t really know you we just met now I’m sorry but I don’t think we could be friends “I must admit that yes we are strangers but we nkw know eachothers names so we aren’t completely strangers anymore so please if you don’t mind can we be friends” “Hmm I will think about it, but don’t have any idea that I might accept okay” Mia says to him rudely and she no longer payed attention to him or where he was standing anymore and proceeds to eating her food “Ohk see you around” he then walked away disappointed “He is so persistent” Mia says and rolled her eyes around,