Novel & Cerita Friends That Stab You In The Back Quotes

She said. " Hm, well, I have seen situations like this more than a million times so it isn't new to me, you have to realize that in this world we are in there are lots of people who are friends with us because of what they are gaining from us and not because they like us or anything and at the slightest threat they leave us, that's why I believe in the famous quote which states, ' A Friend in need is a friend indeed. ' The quote is very true as it has been proven countless number times. I have heard of families disowning their Own because they were Threatened by some higher-ups or something like that and likewise. "

"Give the trophy to Felicia! She's the real winner!" I had no idea who started it, but suddenly the crowd turned violent. They hurled anything they could find at me and even flipped me off. Their curses echoed through the entire arena like demonic chants closing in on me. They screamed for me to get out, saying that someone who bullied her own sister and broke the rules wasn't worthy of being a cheer captain, let alone a champion. My knees buckled, and I collapsed onto the floor. The pain in my head intensified, making it almost impossible to stay conscious. My vision spun.

I quip sarcastically. I look away, not wanting to look at him anymore but he shifts his image into another little puddle right in front of me. “Trust me, I know what it feels like to be betrayed by the people you had once thought of as friends. Believe it or not, I once had a dependable comrade… but then, they stabbed me in the back.” I snarl at the word ‘trust’ that easily rolls out of him. “And I wonder why someone would ever think of stabbing you in the back?” I say sarcastically again.

“They always insult you or I even saw how they mocked on you. I even heard they and they were your best friend and yet they backstab you. Cross that they weren’t the best friend they were the worst and plasti- “Casia Gracia Maleia, your words baby. Even they did something bad to me we shouldn’t plant any hatred to them, curse them or rejoice in their losses. Maybe they live alone and no one was there to guide and corrected them so let just leave it behind, alright? Understood babe?

How I was dirty and cheap and worthless. The crowd got bigger. People pointed at me. Their voices were sharp and mean. "Are you serious? That woman is married and pregnant, and she's letting her friend do this to her? The friend must be a complete idiot. I would have cut her off years ago." "Textbook fake friend. Smiles in your face, stabs you in the back. Wants everyone to be as miserable as she is. My wife had a friend just like that. Messed her up so bad she's still on medication."

Jaden growled, " just stick to your part of this, I hate being stabbed in the back and you know that." " oh come on, if I am to stab someone, trust me, it will be Vila, not you " " don't you dare....." Cutting him off I grin "Just like you agreed, whatever happens between us is none of your business "Smiling I turn around, and the moment I did the smile vanished from my lips, what kind of stupid friends did I gather up?

I said, and she nodded, wrapping the bandage around my arm. “Sometimes even the closest of people stab you in the back. But you know, even when that happens, you are going to find yourself being surrounded by others that love you so dearly that you are going to forget those that hurt you the way that they did. Family members are included when it comes to those that can hurt you too.” She said, and I nodded, looking away from her.

"I saw the video. Whoever the bastard is. How could they do that to you? Come here, cry it out." I had sobbed on her shoulder and she promised to always have my back regardless of everything. Got my back. What a joke. She had leaked it herself. She helped poison me. Pushed for my expulsion. I rocked harder, my nails digging into my legs. "Liar," I hissed. "You were the one stabbing me."

“We’ve been intimate before Alana. Not once, not twice, not thrice and yet…” “Five times” I suddenly said, cutting him half way through his sentence. That usually annoyed him when I did that, but tonight it was like I had mixed barcadi, tequila and vodka and drank them all together, and I wasn’t afraid of death any more. Nothing could be more painful than hearing your best friend had stabbed you in the back at your most vunerable moment. “What?” With a frown, he asked. I raised my hand with a painful smirk in my face.

"William, if I look closely—really closely—I can see that I was never your friend." William scoffed, his smile waning as the weight of those words settled in. "What are you saying? Have you forgotten the promises we made? Best friends forever, remember?" A bitter laugh escaped Andrew's lips, filled with a sharp edge that cut through the air between them. "Oh, I remember all right. I remember how my 'best friend' stabbed me in the back and had a secret affair with my girlfriend. That memory is etched in my mind." William’s expression shifted, eyes narrowing as a flicker of surprise washed over him. "So that’s what this is about? You’re still bitter over that?"