Backstabbing Friendship Quotes Novels & Stories

I ask. “You know, I wouldn’t have been broken like that if some stranger had done that but she… She was my closest friend. Your whole world is shattered down if someone who is so close to you does that,” she says. It’s true. I have never been stabbed by anyone like that but the pain of being backstabbed by your closest one is the most torturous and anguished.

It was bigger than the average axe yet he carried it with one hand like a feather. He walked around the men that knelt before him. He slowly walked as though inspecting them. " Some people are willing to betray a thousand years of friendship just to get a little bit of spotlight ", he quoted. I had heard the famous quote before. None of them seemed to tense. They were used to this. It would be hard to determine who had done this. There was no fright or shaking. " One day, we will have to say goodbye when we are not ready.", He began to say.

“But you are the only man that would break the man if dead. You know, nothing breaks a man more than losing a beta and best friend.” “Do you even know who the fuck you’re dealing with?” He asked, and I smiled. I didn’t need to know who they were. All I needed was to know and understand that these people were no friends of mine. They would be more than willing to stab me in the back, and that wasn’t something that I wanted to go through. Might as well hold them accountable for what they did.

As soon as he said that, First immediately looked back at the needles in his hand. "If I were you, I ... wouldn't join people who doubt my loyalty," Jimmy said. First furrowed his brow. Jimmy smiled, "Friendship must be based on trust, right?" First laughed cynically. Jimmy raised his eyebrows, annoyed by First's response, which seemed like mockery. "Oh my God! I can't believe this. You ... who betrayed your friends are giving me advice like that? You're really two-faced, Jimmy Sealand!" First, who then got up from his seat, said .

Crawled into my shell and became hard nut to crack for anyone. I took people as they are and did not fantasize over friendship with any. If Jojo, who was close to me, she was one of my bosom friends I don’t joke with. If she can back-stab me and still come to laugh and dine with me then no friend is worth trusting. Sometimes, while in the house or at work I will just start thinking about the whole thing that has happened to me both in the past and present, whenever I thought of it I can’t help to stop the tears from flowing.

"Why should they mean anything to me? When you stole my admission ticket, did you care about those 18 years? "When you helped Sara cut my admission ticket to pieces and left me outside the exam hall in total despair, did you spare a single thought for our friendship then? "When you stood by and let people slander me in the group chat, or when you kicked out the only people who spoke up for me, did you care about me then? "When you maliciously defamed me at your party today to ensure I suffered endless mockery, did you care? "Josh, you're the one who burned every bridge. You destroyed every last bit of our friendship with your own hands. You don't get to stand there and call me heartless."

"Nothing new, Jeev. You already know the reason. If circumstances weren't like this I might have considered giving a change to 'US'. I agree that I am very much attracted to you. And the sex is always great with you. You are the first person who I would always remember in all my joys and sorrows. But you backstabbed me with the witch, I hate the most. You clearly knew my hatred towards her. How could you team up with her to get me? It's a complete stupidity if you think I would run into your open arms after your betrayal. You didn't break my trust alone, Jeev. You broke our friendship of twenty years and also my heart... you caused a deep slash in my soul to remember for eternity. It will ne

"We were roommates. Business partners. We—" "We were nothing. We were never friends." I step closer. Make him look at me. "Friends don't destroy each other's companies out of jealousy. Friends don't sabotage each other's lives because they can't stand competition. You were never my friend, Julian. You were an obstacle I had to route around." He flinches. "That's not—" "It is. You want to know what friendship means? It means loyalty. Trust. Not stabbing someone in the back the second they threaten your ego." I glance across the room at Esmeralda. She's watching us. "But you wouldn't know anything about that, would you?"

I quip sarcastically. I look away, not wanting to look at him anymore but he shifts his image into another little puddle right in front of me. “Trust me, I know what it feels like to be betrayed by the people you had once thought of as friends. Believe it or not, I once had a dependable comrade… but then, they stabbed me in the back.” I snarl at the word ‘trust’ that easily rolls out of him. “And I wonder why someone would ever think of stabbing you in the back?” I say sarcastically again.

Still, given how tight she was with Jessica, it was hard to believe she'd just walk away. “People value their own skin more than friendship," the mercenary leader muttered with a note of disapproval. When it came down to life or death, friendships often withered and died. In moments like that, the closest bonds could snap. Even brothers could betray each other without blinking, that was just the way humans were wired. Ford drew a gleaming knife from his belt, a twisted grin curling on his lips. "If she's decided not to come, I'll make her friend scream in agony. I'll stream every second of it right to her."