Romans & histoires Best Friends Mom

"There is not a day that passes by and I don't wish that she was still here with us..." My mom and Lonah were high-school best friends. They were so close that they did everything together. After high-school, they even went to the same college and they lived in the same crib. Sometimes she cries when she reminisces on those days. Those long gone days... My mom was very lucky to have Lonah as her best friend. I don't know where we would have ended up if she didn't take us in after her death. That's why I see her as my mother and call her "Mom."

“I’m serious, Lia. You walk in with your head high. Not because you're faking it, but because it’s true. You belong here. You’re strong enough. You’ve earned every piece of who you are now.” “You always know how to say the perfect thing.” “I’m your best friend. Of course, I am going to constantly say the perfect thing.” I grinned. “Thank you, Simone.” Then she added, “Oh—and if Matt’s tied up in some creepy basement again, make sure he knows that we missed the fuck out of him.” I huffed a laugh. “Yeah. He’s getting an ‘I told you so’ before I cut the ropes.” “Atta girl.” I laughed, giving her a look. The two of us hugged, and then I moved to leave the house with the others.

He was my best friend’s dad, for crying out loud. But as much as I tried to convince myself, a small, stubborn part of me couldn’t let go of the possibility. And that terrified me.

Not even to her closest friend. Mira had been her rock since they were kids. Her aunt—Selene's sister—had taken Aurelia in when things got tough, treating her like one of their own. Mira wasn't just a best friend; she was a sister, the one person Aurelia could gossip with about boys, share secrets over late-night ice cream, and laugh until her sides hurt. Leaving her felt like ripping out a piece of her heart. 'I will miss you so much,' Aurelia said, pulling Mira into a tight hug. The scent of her friend's vanilla shampoo filled her nostrils, a comforting reminder of home.

“You’re so dramatic. Alicia, say hi. This is Alex.” I leaned into frame and waved awkwardly. “Hi. The infamous Alex.” “Infamous?” He laughed, his dark eyes crinkling. “I’ll take it. Mirabel talks about you all the time. The bookish best friend who kept her from failing econ.” “That was all her,” I said. “I just provided snacks and threats.” “See?” Mirabel nudged me. “She’s humble too. Alex, tell her about your dad’s investment thing.”

Queen Melody stood and said as she walked over to my mom and Dianne. She hugged Dianne deeply then, and I realized that she had truly missed her best friend. I couldn't imagine how painful it must have been to have her so close and still be unable to reach out to her in her most desperate times of need. I had missed Lacey like that, in my darkest moments over the years, but I had been blessed with my mom, Livie and Alana before Charli and the others came along. These days, I counted not just my mom, Livie, Alana and Charli among my best friends. I was blessed enough to call my stepsister, Princess Sienna, Princess Priya, Princess Kaoki, Queen Odette, and Queen Sophie as nine of my top ten cl

She pleaded her voice fading at the end. Actually Edina wasn't that bad of a best friend from the start. I do remember well during my difficult times after breaking up with Cole. She was there for me especially when my parents were busy with work. She needs me now however things are different. Am some how involved in her suffering any how. Confused for what to do for a moment, l excused myself and went to call mum in my room. Of course we are the talk of the town now which means l don't have to explain myself alot.

However, as she was heading upstairs, thinking of how close she and Jason now were, she was reminded of one of her best friends, if not her best, Chelsea Bywater, the mother of Jason's best friend, Jimmy. As Deborah had discovered when she became a mother, the parents of her child's friends often become her own, new, friends. While that did happen to be how she and Chelsea had first met, the two mothers had hit it off remarkably well and, to this day, continued to get along swimmingly. A big reason as to why Jason and Jimmy were so close was that their mothers were always hanging out, and when the boys were kids, their moms had brought them along to play together while they chatted and gossi

Uncle Drake chuckled, “Let’s just say that he had been through a lot, just like your father. And if you really wanted to get to know your mom, you should be kind to him. Because he is your mom’s best friend.” I stared at Uncle Drake as I listened to his story. I know that he was my mom’s friend but I didn’t know that their friendship went deeper than that. “Your mother, your Dad, and your Uncle Calvin were the undefeated trio,” Uncle Drake continued to tell the story that I partially knew but not exactly. My Dad doesn’t usually share anything and I was too shy to ask. “Every tournament that our pack has, they win it with flying colors. Your mother was a hell of a fighter, one of the best war

Yes, my mom is my best friend, yes I do have other friends, and no, I don't care if most kids my age considered that weird. "Fine Celeste, I guess since it is your birthday, we have to do what you want," My mom and I smiled at each other, both knowing that next Saturday would consist of horror movies, candy, and shit talk.