Ang Aking Kaibigan Novels & Stories

Mahina kong sinabi na ikinanguso niya. And now I wonder, bakit parang ako lang ang madalas kasama ni Abbi, I mean hindi ko siya nakikitang lumabas kasama ang iba pa niyang mga kaibigan pero alam kong meron naman siyang kaibigan. Minsan nga tatanungin ko siya. "Babalik ako okay? Ingat ka at tawagan mo ako kapag may kailangan ka." "Hmm. Ingat ka rin Hope bye bye!"

Pati iba pa nilang mga kaibigan ay naghihintay ng magiging sagot nito. "Hindi. Kaibigan lang," siya na ang sumagot sa tanong ng lahat. 'Pero kaunting push na lang, malapit na,' pilyang dugtong ng kanyang isipan at binuntotan pa ng mala-demonyong tawa. Sabay namang tumango ang lahat pagkarinig ng kanyang sagot pero parang hindi naman naniniwalang magkaibigan lang sila.

They are friends. Eion looked irritated, sighing heavily while his eyebrows furrowing. "Diba sabi ko? Wag mo na kong tawagin sir? Kaibigan naman tayo simula nung bata pa ah." (Did I already told you? Don't call me sir. We are friends since childhood after all.)

Bati sa akin ng aking kaibigan. "Hi, Pikoy!" Tawag ko sa kanya na nagpaasim sa kanyang kaninang maaliwalas na mukha. "Hoy! Magtigil kang bruha ka ha! Sa ganda kong 'to? Ha, Rie? Tatawagin mo lang akong Pikoy? Aba't mahiya ka naman friend!" Hindi ko mapigilan ang matawa sa kanyang reaksyon dahil lamang sa aking sinabi.

'Why am I crying again? "It's Okay. I wasn't angry, I was just a little sad." "And you are right, we are supposed to share each other's pain. We are supposed to be there for each other, I would do that too because That's what friends do." "Of course, I am going to ask you, if you feel sad Remo. I will share my pain with you sometimes. I am sorry I behaved like a bitch yesterday. I will tell you another time what was bothering me. And, Thank you for praying for me❤. It means a lot to me, You almost turned my sadness into nothing. Thank you, Remo. Thank you so much."

But I really don't mind if it's only me not someone else. "What were you doing beside me?" I ask in a nervous tone but still try to maintain my poker face. "Sleeping, what else? Duh? Dude, we've been friends for ages and we've often slept beside each other, so what's the deal?" Ash said with huge pout in his face. 'Yes Ash we are best-friend but we are also mates and me and you we both can feel this but still we never talk about this'. I really try hard not to scream this on his face.

Mas lalo itong lumapit sakin dahilan para mapalunok ako. "Sinong kasama mo kagabi." Tanong nito. "Kasama?" Wala sa sariling tanong. "Nag punta ka sa kaibigan mo kagabi sino ang kasama mo." Ulit niya. "Fri-friends." "No boys-" "Si jerome kaibigan-" "Hmm lalaki" tango tango sabi nito at lumayo sakin ng kaunti. "Kaibigan ko naman yun siyaka kasama ko rin si febby."

As painful as it was, I kept trying. My cell phone vibrated somewhere in the house. I went to look for it, foolishly hoping it was my mother. But when I saw “Isis” on the screen, I sighed and brought the phone to my ear while I washed my hands. “Ugh, friend, I'm so tired of Thiago.” She didn't wait for me to say hello. I've never had many friends, and maybe that's why I tolerated the repetitive complaints. “Then break up with him,” I said, without holding back.

Her words caught me off guard, and I couldn't tell if the heat rising to my face was from shyness or confusion. "Let that poor girl breathe, Mika," a familiar voice chimed in, calm yet commanding. I spun around, my eyes lighting up as I saw her. "Queen Luna!" I cried out, my heart swelling with joy as I rushed into her embrace. She gently patted my hair, her touch as comforting as ever. "How are you, child?" "I'm fine. I missed you so much," I replied, my voice trembling with emotion. And I truly did. Her presence always felt like a shield, especially during those dark moments when Vulvan slipped into his paranoid state.

Matthew It wasn’t every day that I got a chance to surprise my best friend, especially since our jobs had basically kept us in different countries ever since college. We’d gotten together every chance we could, but for the past decade it had been a once-per-year affair. And now that he was about to get married and start a family, that number would likely be reduced. Wearing my driver’s hat and standing in the baggage area of Hilton Head Island Airport, I felt a pang of anticipated loneliness at the thought. Scott getting married shouldn’t have bothered me as much as it did.