Betrayed By A Best Friend Novels & Stories

Maryam asked with pleading eyes. "You're forgiven." Zainab said smiling. "Thank you." Maryam said. "Second of all, the reason why I burst at you that day was because I heard some bad news about him." Zainab listened without uttering a word and Maryam continued. "I heard that he dates girls and dump them like trash. They fall for his good looks and charms and then he dump them in a short period of time." Maryam now held Zainab's hand giving it a light squeeze. "I swear Zainab that is what he is. And as your friend I don't want you to get hurt. Please Zainab just let go."

I say with a hollow voice, my eyes becoming glassy. He reaches out and gently strokes my face. “I’ve messed up a lot, especially with you, but this way I no longer will. We’ve come so far as to lose our friendship and I’ll always be close by. I’d say come with me, but your heart is here, with your alpha, and so is your destiny. I wish he knew how lucky he is to have you as his.” Why do I feel like I am about to lose a part of myself? Why does his choice feel like a betrayal?

“How could you hit Sam? He’s just helping me out with my situation. Why are you making such a big deal out of it?” I gave a bitter laugh as tears welled up in my eyes. “Oh really? In that case, why didn’t you come forward and admit you were the one in the video?” Lily’s face went pale. Her voice trembled as she began to cry. “It’s all my fault, Amy. I’ll explain to everyone right now.” “Enough!” Sam snapped. “Do you have to push me like this, Amy?” He hugged Lily tighter, looking at me with red-rimmed eyes. “You know Lily’s my best friend’s sister. Before he died, he told me to take care of her, and I promised him I wouldn’t let anything happen to her.”

he asked again. “Because I’m the villain, and she’s the victim?” I said sarcastically. He raised a brow. “You don’t look like one,” he said. Great, he knew what to say. “The truth is, Tiffany was my best friend. We’d been friends for many years, but she betrayed me. You know when I say she betrayed me, my best friend for how many years. You know what she did?” I asked him. Of course, he didn’t know. “I don’t know. That’s why I’m asking you, right?” he replied.

" Nate asked. Evangeline froze after hearing Aaron's name. Can't say yes or no. He's my best friend and so complicated. "No... He's already with Zoey. I'm really happy for them. They just ditched me... left me broken. I can't accept their betrayal." She paused for a second, watching his eyes. "I know you have sympathy for me... and we're not sure what this feeling is. But there's one thing I am sure about," she said, her care was genuine.

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.

“You’re weak. You failed us.” The pack—the one I was born into, the one I swore my life to—was gone. Betrayed. Destroyed by the very man I trusted most. By the man who had once called me his fated mate.A message which didn't only hurt me but hurt my soul. My heart ached, but my pride burned hotter than the pain. Weak? Me? I wasn’t weak. I wasn’t some fragile little girl who needed protection. If he thought he could break me with those words, he was wrong. I would survive this. I would make him regret ever thinking he could throw me away.

Rage, hatred, hurt, and betrayal have replaced the hunger in my stomach. I tried retracing my steps to see where I went wrong in all those years. We were friends, but I couldn’t find a single fault in my actions because I have been a damn excellent friend. Now, I feel as if there is no one I can trust—not even Alistair, who sits in front of me staring without saying a word. If my best friend can betray me like this, who else will? I sat up and clasped my hands together. “You don’t need to be here, Alistair.”

Her mother walked up to her and slapped her so hard she fell off the altar, lying just next to my heels. “You shameless girl!” She cursed, “You told us that it was Clara and Julian's mutual decision to break up. You said you didn't let Julian touch you before breaking up with Clara. But, you lied.” “I can't believe we gave birth to such a wench!” Her father gasped, “You traitorous girl! Out of all the women, you had to betray Clara, your best friend?” Tears streamed down Elena's face. Her eyes were swollen red as she turned to me.