Dear My Friend Novels & Stories

“Just an old friend." Let's get this party started.

Waiting for me was a text from Smart, the one I had felt would never contact me again. "I've thought about it for days now, Jay. I think I would like to be your friend. Not ones with benefits. Just a friend. I apologize for letting my emotions almost ruin a beautiful friendship. I promise I won't ever come on to you. All I want is to be your friend. Please call when you see this. I will be awaiting. No matter how long it takes. I will always be waiting."

"Yes, I'm really grateful for your help." "Hey, why say that, we are good friends, right? And you know one thing, I miss you. Eh, I mean ... I can't wait to meet tomorrow."

I miss you. ***

The message read, Dear Christina, You’re the best friend that I’ve ever had, and the best friend that anyone would ever hope to have. You brought happiness into my life at a time when I was in despair and thought that I would never ever see even a glimpse of happiness, and for that, I will be eternally grateful. You tried your best to help me out of that horrific place I called home, and I do not take that for granted. I’ve tried as much as I can to bear the situation at home, but it gets worse by the day, so I’ve decided to run away.

The text said it all. "I got home in one piece. The trucks were clearer this time. Good morning. Happy one-day friendship anniversary, friend." I typed a response right away. "Me: I have never heard of a one-day friendship anniversary; I don’t think it’s a thing. Plus, it hasn’t been twenty-four hours." Almost right away, I got a reply from Jack. "Jack: You’ve never heard of a friendship anniversary?" With a shocked face emoji. "Me: I’ve heard of that but never a one-day friendship anniversary."

He types, making my smile widen. "At the bar where are you?" I typed back, glancing around the crowded room. The place was indeed a popular club. Given it was Friday night, the place was crowded with people ranging from college students to people who were enjoying the night after a long week of work. "I'm about to park. Be there soon. The line is crazy long." He typed. I showed the message to my friend Aria, who chuckled, downing her beer and standing up. "I got this. Be right back." She says as she walks toward the entrance.

Adventure. .... .... .... HELLO DEAR READERS.. HOW ARE YOU ALL ..❤️❤️❤️.. HERE IS YOUR UPDATE ❤️❤️ I HOPE YOU WILL LIKE IT.. ... DO TELL ME HOW YOU FELT . . . . . . DO GIVE UR COMMENTS AND REVIEWS ❤️❤️. . . . . . . .

I will be fluent in French the next time, I write to you. Other than that, how are you? How is William, Christian? I miss the gossip from the plot please write back to me on the address right below. My letters will never surpass that of William, deal with this horrid handwriting and horrible spelling of some words because I'm sorry, I did not attend Oxford my lady. It would mean so much if you wrote back. I miss you dearly. Stay well. Ps. You better write back! From France with love. Your only friend Hector

I relax my mind and let the ideas flow through hands, I quickly grabbed the fountain Dear Sir, Good morning, I hope you are doing well after what happened today. I really appreciate what you did and I'm so glad that you helped us, I hope that won't be the last. You might be wondering why I'm writing you a letter, I assure you that this is to show how grateful I am.