Best Friend Betrayal Stories Novels & Stories

She finally got a grip of herself and inhaled a lot of air before she spoke up. "I am sorry I laughed so much. I did not know what to do. You know, it's funny for you to think that way darling. Why would I betray our relationship as friends and then hook up with Lance?" "Betray? An incoming betrayal from a friend doesn't need to be announced publicly. With what I have gone through, it's hard to trust anyone especially a best friend. They are ones worst enemy." I scoffed and thought aloud in my head.

Lance Trusting people is never easy. But when you put faith in someone, betrayal is the last thing you expect from them. You expect them to have your back, not wanting to put your wife on her back! This hurts so much; I haven’t even touched my coffee and bagel since morning. The hunger in my stomach was filled by rage, hatred, hurt, and betrayal. It was one of those moments. I tried retracing my steps in order to see where I went wrong in all those years. We were friends, but I couldn’t, because I have been a damn good friend, and now I felt as if there was no one I could trust. Not even Dwight who sat in front of me staring without saying a word. If my best friend can betray me like this, w

Giselle urged. Giselle dropped her gaze, pondering around the thought. "Giselle,” "Harley, you don't understand. She is my best friend. We have been friends since high school. She can't do that me." Giselle persisted. "And your parents has been your parents since you were born but you had no idea that they have been lying to you all your life." Harley retorted. Giselle’s heart clenched. "Yes, Giselle. They kicked you out when you needed them the most. That should tell you that no matter the relationship you have with someone, he or she can betray you. Judas did it to Jesus without looking back."

But I did feel guilty having to not only have romantic relations with Rita's ex brother in-law but lie to the faces of my best friends. It felt like... No, it was a betrayal. I was not delusional enough to think that it was anything but that. It was a betrayal of their trust and our friendship. I understood that but I did understand that it I was in love with Tristan. This was a horrid quagmire. I sighed and opened my mouth to give them an acceptable answer. "Maybe, I just want to be happy. I got tired of feeling sad and under the weather over some guy that decided that being an asshole was a better option than being nice to me"

he said, already turning away. “Evans, please don't do this to me,” I pleaded. He didn’t answer or even look at me. He walked back into the pub, sliding into the booth like I was background noise. I stood there, struggling to understand how my life had spiraled into this nightmare. I had betrayed my best friend for this man. I had chosen him over loyalty. And for what? To be discarded the moment he got bored?

"It's not like that! I don't know why she said that! I've never been married, and I didn't ask her to introduce anyone to me!" "Are you still trying to talk your way out of this situation? Your best friend has already exposed you. How long do you plan on lying to me?" "I didn't lie to you!" I exclaimed, frustrated tears spilling down my cheeks. "Isabelle's lying…" Just then, a particularly eye-catching, red comment flashed across my eyes. "I heard about a similar case from a plastic surgeon when I was working abroad. A woman got plastic surgery to look just like her best friend. She then impersonated her best friend to swindle rich men out of their wealth.

He better pass the best friend check lol. *Me: See you soon! Meet at Debbie's Café? (*End of Flashback*) I was so happy to share the news with my best friend, but knowing what I do now I wished they never met. I haven’t been able to fully trust a guy since then. The moment I introduced them, my life was forever changed. I lost my best friend, and sometimes I miss her until I am reminded of her betrayal. (*The Meeting*) I am practically bouncing in excitement as Heka tries to bring me out of cloud 9.

The betrayal of their inaction stung almost as much as the physical pain coursing through me. In that moment of agony and humiliation, a wave of hurt and betrayal crashed over me. These were the same friends who had once laughed and shared secrets with me, who had stood by my side through thick and thin. Now, their silence spoke volumes, a painful reminder of how quickly loyalties could shift and friendships could crumble.

I prayed I was wrong, prayed it wasn't him, but deep down I already knew. Step by step, I forced my trembling legs forward. The door was slightly ajar. My hand shook as I pushed it open. And then my world shattered. Clara. My best friend. Jason. My boyfriend. Together. Tears gushed down my face, the betrayal hitting me harder than any pain I'd ever known. How could they do this to me? What did I ever do to deserve this? And Clara, the person I took like my own sister, the one I had sacrificed so much for even if it hurts me would betray me like this.

They didn’t even need to have to proceed to like me. Just tell me I mean something. Even a near zero will be good enough. Anything will be fine for me. But I have never gotten anything. Nor I ever will. They betrayed me. All of them. Nora, my best friend, and her mate, Striker. Tyson, the man who was supposed to spend his life with me. And my brother, Dustin.