Backstabbing Best Friend Quotes Novels & Stories

Chris spoke, "Nowadays, people can be treacherous. You're young and naive and can’t see through it all." Paige stared at Chris with a hint of grievance, wondering why every conversation had to turn into a personal attack. "Don't look at me like that," Chris continued. "Haven't you heard the trending phrase? 'Guard against fire, theft, and best friends.' Often, the ones plotting against you are the people closest to you." Paige, indignant, retorted, "My best friends are genuine, not like those online backstabbers."

“I tried. Over and over, I tried to explain. I apologized until my voice went hoarse. I begged you to listen, but you didn’t care. You didn’t want the truth, because, as always, you want someone to crucify while you remain all high and mighty as the right person. Then, after a while, it hit me. Maybe you are just not my friend, and I have been fighting too hard.” “Oh, don’t you dare flip this on me,” Hana snaps, stepping forward, face twisted with rage. “I was the one who got stabbed in the back. I was the one who was lied to. Don’t act like I’m the villain when you were sneaking around with him. And now you’re flaunting it? Like Caspian means nothing?”

" I don't want you to touch me. I don't want you to come near me. I don't want you to do anything to me, in fact I want nothing to do with you. This just goes to show how stupid I was to allow you to make a fool out of me with my best friend, on top of all things and I would never do that to you I would never do what you did to me make me believe that something is what it is when it really isn't you should have told me that you had gotten me the gig I would have gotten a job somewhere else at another magazine." " You're nothing without me I made you who you are today I got you that gig and surprise surprise I'm the one who made sure that you were not home, while I was doing the nasty with yo

How I was dirty and cheap and worthless. The crowd got bigger. People pointed at me. Their voices were sharp and mean. "Are you serious? That woman is married and pregnant, and she's letting her friend do this to her? The friend must be a complete idiot. I would have cut her off years ago." "Textbook fake friend. Smiles in your face, stabs you in the back. Wants everyone to be as miserable as she is. My wife had a friend just like that. Messed her up so bad she's still on medication."

One landed a blow on his dazed opponent, another archer pulled back his bow while a good number of them held diamond-shaped bears fighting and laughing. "Gather around everyone," I yelled and they stopped whatever they were doing and obeyed me. "So I hear there is a conspiracy against me. Some of you have laid traps for me to kill me." A murmur of voices and denials arose but I ignored them. "I have just been stabbed in the back by the one I called my best friend and beta, Leo, "I continued with a cold and harsh voice filled with bitterness while the shock of what I said hit them full force and they stood blank and very shaken.

“I feel so alone there now. Like no one wants me around. Like they’re just waiting for me to fail.” “Then don’t let them win,” she said firmly. “You hold your head up, you walk in there, and you give them a show they’ll never forget.” I let out a bitter laugh. “Easy for you to say. You’re not the one being ostracized.” She smirked. “You’re right. But I am the best friend of the one who is. And I’ve seen you rise out of worse. You didn’t let Adrian break you before. Don’t let him do it now with whispers and rumors.”

I managed a smile and replied, "You're wrong. You can never imagine a life without them." I stressed the word 'them' to remind the only best friend I used to know that we were not the only women in his life. He could purchase a truckload of them if he wants. What hurt me most was that even my best friend, whom I loved as myself, betrayed me behind my back.

“Wait—best friend? You two were—?” No one answered her. “I knew you’d make excuses,” Wendy spat at Justine. “But watching you smile while this happens? You’re a liar. A backstabber. You’re not just a fake friend, Justine. You’re a fraud.” Justine’s face hardened. “You know what? I’m tired of this ‘woe-is-me’ bullshit. Our friendship has always been one-sided. You used me. You liked the power that came from being seen with me. Everything with you is transactional. Your idea of love is what someone can give you.”

And a true friend would never betray you for their own selfish gain. Maybe some of his frustrations held merit. But if he had truly been my friend, he would have told me, he would have spoken to me, not smiled to my face while scheming behind my back. The world would be better off with one less friend like him. “But why?” I questioned. “What did they offer you?”

“Okay, good, I didn’t want to.” “I know baby. But Sam, you need to know something; people who say things that are mean and nasty about other people you love, those types of people aren’t your friends. Those are people you want to be careful with because those types of people can stab you in the back; they can and will betray you.” “I get it, mom.”