If I Had Only One Friend Left Novels & Stories

"I know that. Hey, you could get a new phone right? Not that I mind talking to you through Caleb's but I can't imagine how you've survived without your phone." "Hey, what'd you mean by that? I can survive without a phone." I replied, trying to sound stern and failing. "Hate to tell you but besides Caleb and I, your phone is your only friend." I winced. It'd been a long time since I'd broken my phone and with everything going on, I'd refused to get a new one. Not when it was hard to hear my brother's voice and lie to him that I was having a swell time sightseeing. And as far as friendships went, I was pretty sure my friendship with Caleb was in ruins.

Lila said and I nodded. “Sorry, I haven’t really been able to check my phone. How are you?” I asked, pulling out a knife and another board to assist her. “I’m alright. I’ve missed you.” She responded and I gave her a small smile. Lila was the only friend in the entire pack I had managed to get and actually keep since my only other friend disappeared completely from my life. We were complete opposites with the things we liked and with our personalities but somehow we made it work.

“Milan. For good. My family hated the Sanchez’s so much that they wanted to leave as soon as possible. We’ll leave tomorrow.” I stared at her, lost for words. I couldn’t say anything, so I just leaned close and hugged her. One tight hug for the first friend I trusted so much, who in the end, still treasured our friendship. It’s so sad that she had to leave when I needed her. Now, I’m thinking that everyone in my life is not constant. They will all leave. I will be alone. But I hope I won’t be lonely. ***

It was a step up on the ladder of friendship, right? Well, the next step would be for me to ask his name when we see each other again. I think so, at least. I've only had two friends my whole life, and one of them was my brother, so I don't know if that counts. Of course, Big Bud didn't seem exactly willing to listen to me, but...

I just want to find someone who makes me laugh. Her answer comes in incredibly fast. Weirdo25: Great, because I'm hilarious! Or maybe that's just what I think because I don't have any friends. Well, that's a lie. I have one, and it's the only friend I will ever need. She is the best. She only has one friend? I laugh at her bluntness, and that's when I realize something: I've been smiling during this entire exchange. For the first time in forever, I'm actually enjoying a conversation that I'm having with a girl. Could this be the start of something?

I said, closing the car door with a decisive thud. She frowned deeply and looked at me with a mix of confusion and anger. "Okay then, I will just stay inside the house all alone because you're saying I shouldn’t be friends with the only friend I have left now," she exclaimed, her voice thick with emotion. "Mini, your college has thousands of students. Losing one friend is not the end of the world," I sighed, trying to sound more reasonable than I felt. "It is a loss," she countered, her voice resolute.

“What I am trying to say right now is that the dickhead isn’t here. You don’t have to put your defenses up around me when he isn’t here. We could get to know each other and be friends.” For a second, I was certain I’d heard wrong. “Friends?” I reiterated. She nodded, grinning and showing a perfect dentition. I wasn’t sure I’ve had the privilege to think about her this way but she was beautiful, once again adding to my list of insecurities about her. “Yes, friends. Have you never had one?” She asked. “I used to.” The only friend I ever had was Connan even though he was more than just a friend to me. I lost everything in a single day—his friendship and the prospect of having forever with him.

I smiled at her. "I know, Sharon. Thank you for always having my back—you’re more than a friend to me," I replied. Growing up without siblings left me longing for that kind of bond. Despite the gaps in my home life, I've made friends everywhere, though only the genuine ones stay close. People may listen and stand by you, but only a few stick around through both good and bad times. "I'm glad to hear that, Kendra. Letty and I feel the same way about you," she replied.

"What the fuck? She breaks my heart and I want to cry. I'm sorry I disturbed you. I didn't know where to go." Chuckling, I got up and sat next to him. "Cry but don't expect any consolation. You know—" "You suck at it. You hate consoling people." He smiled a bit. "So I can stay here for few days?" I nodded as if I had any other choice of leaving this heartbroken person alone in his misery. No matter what he was still my friend despite all the fights we had been through. He needed me. How do I leave my friend alone when he flew all the way to talk to me?

Why is she making things difficult for me? A word of sympathy will have taken a part of my friend away. " Leave us alone "