Novel & Cerita Dear Best Friend Letter

“Just come.” I hung up and put the phone face down. It didn’t stay quiet, another buzz came in. Damien. “You can still stop this.” I stared at it and dropped my phone, I didn’t answer. Then another one. “If Vale keeps you there, I will make sure every board member knows what kind of man he is.” I typed before I could talk myself out of it. “You were thrusting in on my best friend in our matrimonial bed. Don’t talk to me about what kind of man anybody is.”

ELLE Rule number one: Best friends don't keep secrets from each other. Rule number two: Best friends come first before anyone else. Rule number three: Best friends must always have each other’s backs. Rule number four: Best friends must attend important events together. Rule number five: Best friends will not ditch each other for popularity. Rule number six: Your best friend's brother is your brother, not your lover. Rule number seven: Best friends must celebrate birthdays together — always. Rule number eight: You must support your best friend's dreams and ambitions. Rule number nine: No lies - no matter what.

You could ask me if I’m in love with my brother’s best friend and I would tell you with a straight face absolutely fucking not. Kane Wilder is my brother Landon’s best friend, a.k.a a pain in my fucking ass. I met him for the first time when I was six.

"You're officially the best person I've ever met." Luther chuckles, shaking his head as he turns onto our street. "Hope you regret bein' mean to me all damn day." I grab another fry, warmth settling into my stomach for the first time all night. "Maybe a little." "Mm-hm." "But in my defense," I add quickly, pointing a fry at him. "I was in the middle of a tiny little Menty-B." "You said I was built like an air fryer." I nearly inhale the fry in my mouth.

“Sorry about Ava, I admit, I was jealous of her. She suddenly announced on national TV that my best friend was hers and I was so jealous and hurt, I didn’t realize that I was hurting you in the process. Astrid you and I have been friends for way too long and I love you so much as if you were my sister. Nobody has ever threatened our friendship until Ava.” I sigh, my anger dissipating. “Lily, I love you so much and you will always, always be my best friend. If you were a man I would have probably married you a long time ago.” She giggles and holds my hand. “Ava is nothing but my client and maybe, a friend but not my best friend. You will always be my best friend and I love, love, love you my

That was just one of many things I hadn’t told her. “You’re nothing like that, okay? For Christ’s sake, look at you. You’re beautiful. You’re a writer—a popular one, working on her second book. And you’re my BEST FRIEND! If that doesn’t scream identity, I don’t know what does,” she said fiercely. I gave her a small smile. I was her best friend—that was enough. “You never asked who told her that,” I said after a moment. She stilled, her body tensing. “No.”

Very soon, I’ll gather the courage to come to you. In the same envelope was a photo of Derel smiling brightly. *Seeing you today, playing basketball was too much for my heart. Each time you threw the ball into the hoop, you threw love into my heart.* Read another note from a different envelope. In that too, was a photo of Derel playing basketball. *I really like you, but I’m too scared to meet you. You might not like me.* *Do you mind if we’re friends? Can I send a letter to you everyday?*

The letters sitting side by side made each sentence which gave me shock after shocks. "Dear diary, I know I had said that you are my only friend but today I found another one. He is so cute and chubby and he didn't mock me for my stuttering. He was like me without any friends. He said he will be my best friend so I named him chubby bro. He also gave me a cute name, a little doll. I'm so happy, finally I have a friend, a best friend. I don't think I'll need you again dear diary because now I have someone to play with. From now on I'll write about what me and my chubby bro did."

"Meet us in the cafeteria later. Let's eat lunch together." There is something in my mind wanting to be with them... wanting to be their friends. But I'm scared. What if they leave me with emotional bruises too? Just like what happened in the past... =END= //Bonus scene from Chandra's past// "How do I word this? Was about to write you this letter but it was just curses in cursive~" My eyes are close as my fingers play with the piano tiles. "You probably deserve it But that's so impersonal Should tell you in person~" I have a bestfriend who have a boyfriend that I liked even before him meeting my bestfriend.

Use a tissue or a cloth or whatever just don't spoil my letter. So bestie, I love you. I love you so much. I never believed in meeting someone and instantly connecting with them on the spot but it happened so naturally with you. I just loved being around you. You made me feel better... And I never told you this, but you were like the sister I never had..