Everybody Ain't Your Friend Novels & Stories

"Aren’t they, like, our enemies? How does that even make sense?" With a lopsided smile, he looked at me, "Freckles, We’re the Costellos, baby. Everyone’s an enemy, and everyone’s a friend... if the price is right. We own people. Doesn’t matter who they work for. Give them enough cash, and they’ll be dancing to our tune like they were never against us in the first place," he paused, the smile widening. "Take it as lesson number four... or five. Honestly, I’ve lost count. You've so much to learn."

She patted my back and sighed. “I’m going to tell you something that I probably should have told you a while ago, but I didn’t want to upset you. Are you ready?” she asked, pulling away and looking at me. She looked directly into my eyes like she was looking for any sign that I might object. When I didn’t, she continued. “Needy is a bad friend. She’s always been a bad friend. She has never treated you well, in my opinion. But that doesn’t need to ruin the amazing time we are going to have together! Because let me tell you, I would never do that sort of thing to you, ever. That’s cruel. I just want to have fun with my friend and do normal girl things without stress. Sound good?”

Parker’s POV “What was that?!” Cassie’s voice is too loud and she last thing I need tonight. I take a sip of the whiskey I had gotten from the bar and I stare out the window. “That was humiliating babe, she looked at me like I wasn’t meant to be there” she’s whining now. But she wasn’t and I had told her specifically not to come but she had come expecting everyone to welcome her with open arms. My friends didn’t like her, that much was certain.

—a redhead girl says to her friends. —I'm in love with her! I want her to be the mother of my kids. —says a somewhat attractive guy to his group, which makes them look at him like he's beyond saving. He doesn't even know me. Amidst rumors and stares that follow my every step, some people greet me without even knowing who I am, and since I'm "kind," of course I return the greeting to those rats, with my charming, gentle smile. God, I hate my life.

For the first time in his life,he cried for his best friend Few weeks after they met at the market, he called her and they meet up at a nice restaurant. There, he told her his feelings,he expressed how much he loved her but Zuwairah turned him down. She told him she preferred them being friends,he felt bad but has no choice but to oblige. If that's what will make her happy then he's ready to do anything for her and that was how they became best of friends. They don't even hide anything from each other Yusuf couldn't handle it as he leave his colleagues to take care of the rest "he needs to do something for his friend,he can't just loose her just like that" he thought walking out

'' Well, what is your thing then? ''Why are you talking to me?'' I asked completely and, utterly done. All I wanted was to practise in peace but noooo that was just too much to ask. ''I just wanted to be your friend,'' she said. I rolled my eyes, not like I haven't heard that one before. ''Look Mindy you seem nice and all but, I don't need nor require any more friends. Thanks but no thanks. Now excuse me while I go practice somewhere else,'' I said

ETHANE Who helps others? She’s crazy, jumping into trouble for people. I turned off the T.V, not being able to focus on anything but her. What happened today was bugging me, not because of those fuc•ers who were in the hospital, fu•king hospitalised for a month or so but because of her, she stood up for someone she didn’t know. We didn’t reveal our face or anything yet she stood up for us. She was so different than the girls I met. Something was telling me that she was bad news. I never dated anyone before nor did I feel anything for any girl.

He doesn’t even apologize for what he’s said! I turn right around without even responding and start fumbling with my keys. Why did I bother to lock this damn door? After I enter my apartment, I slam my keys down on my coffee table. What a miserable guy. Who does he think he is?! He thinks he’s all that, just because he has some cushy job in finance. He couldn’t even be bothered to make conversation during dinner, what the hell was I even trying so hard to be friends for? Sure, I wouldn’t mind fucking him but that’s probably all that he’s good for anyway. I wouldn’t even want to be friends with someone like that, who looks down on people who don’t live according to the conventional 9-5 life.

He said, bluntly, then turned his stare away from her face. "So, Logan huh?" Becky too knew it wasn't working out. "Fuck!" She lowered her head and whispered under her breath as she got no reply from him. But he heard her. "Fuck?" He asked with bright eyes—they were definitely blue. "Oh, nothing. It's just," she said, then bursted out like the parrot that she was. "I'm like here on my own even though it's my birthday, because my stupid friend couldn't make it—she had a date at Paris with her new boo—and I was just hoping I could have at least some fun--"