Hypocrite Friendship Quotes Novels & Stories

he prodded. “About you!” I exclaimed, already feeling embarrassed. “I got curious about you and I wanted to know more… as a friend of course.” “Friend,” he spat as if he was chewing on something bad. I lifted my chin. “Yes, friend. We are friends, aren't we?” Liam scoffed. “Do you know how hypocritical you sound right now?” “What?” He stepped closer to me, his voice dropping. “I know you also have things to say, your story. But I'm patiently waiting for you to tell me yourself, patiently waiting for you to open up to me. But the same can't be said about you, can it?”

"Are you crazy? Are you trying to make me lose my job…there’s absolutely no way on earth I’m saying all these to him." "Yes you are." "No I am not." I said with a stern voice. I'll prefer dying before I do that. He then made a sad face and pouted. I eyed him suspiciously. "You said we were friends. You can't do that much for your best friend." He said in a sad voice looking down still with that pout on his face. Oh God! I finally get why God doesn’t want us to be friends in the first place though He looks so cute now. I can do anything for him.

she mocked. Marie stepped forward. “Well, as you can see, your so-called pets found another Mommy. You're probably going to die alone if this continues.” “I always knew that you were. Fake Bitch, Marie. You only became friends with me for your benefit. We all know that.” “No, you don't. At first, my friendship with you was genuine until you started showing your true nature. And you, why were you friends with me? Wasn't it for me to do your dirty jobs? You're such a big hypocrite.”

she said as she shook her head while making a pitiful sound. “Don’t worry, I’m a very good person and as such, I will tell you” she said as she got up and placed her feet on Nikki’s back. “Keep your friends close but keep your enemies closer and one more thing, your friend’s friend is a friend but your friend’s enemy is also your enemy “ she said as she put her finger on her jaw. “But then Nikki, do you know that the quote doesn’t end there? It also goes, your enemy’s friend is also your enemy but then your enemy’s enemy, do you know what that person is? He is also your friend “ she said and burst into laughter as she let go of Nikki’s hair in such a harsh manner that it hit the floor hard.

He wrote. 'People are ungrateful. People can't stand the truth. Not that truth that shocks at first, but then is easy to deal with. People can't stand the real truth, the one where the hole is deeper. The one that leaves a definitive mark, that the wound is deep, that makes you cry with sobs. And by not supporting it, people just ignore who can bring it. Why, after all, be so close to someone who knows how to be so sincere? Sincerity is good, but it has limits, doesn't it? Why know the whole truth? Knowing the whole truth hurts, so let's avoid it. It's more of a game to have liquid, superficial friendships, pat on the back and lots of 'likes'. Friendship that says what you want to hear. That

he said with excitement and she smiled as he began to narrate the ordeal of their meeting. "I've never seen my brother so excited all his life, except for the times you were spending with Jessica back then," she said and he smiled "True friends are actually like diamonds and they're one of the most valuable things you can ever get" he said with his face beaming with a smile "Look at you, giving us friendship quotes" she said as she laughed "Hey, why did you have to act that way in front of him?" He asked again She sighed and increased the speed of the car.

Xander must be batshit crazy to say something like that. “Why the fuck are you telling me all this?” His smug smile irritated me. Was that why I could feel his friendship with Julian was strained? “To let you know how I see you. A fucking hypocrite.” “The only way that would make me a hypocrite is if I believe you and I fucking don't, you piece of shit.”

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.

“You must think I’m an idiot. That kind of act might work on others, but not me. Especially after what you said to me at your mother’s grave.” “I don’t recall such an event,” he replied, though I could see the lie in his eyes. I scoffed. “You’re really bad at this.” He tightened his lips. “ I’m not trying to be good at anything.” Great," I shot back. "Then you won’t mind when I say we can’t be friends. Because every time I look at you, I remember those words, and you, smiling like that day was all some joke. So, thanks, I prefer keeping my circle small, with people truly worth my time.

I mocked, “He’s sounding more and more like your friend to me.” He shook his head, “Mutual beneficiaries are the closest I will accept.” “How sad.” “Fact of life. Friends are a luxury that I cannot afford.”