Joker Friendship Novels & Stories

“This is sick, sick, very sick.” She chuckled when she heard me. “Hey don't go crazy on me yet, I went through a lot to plan all these.” “Don't tell me you killed…. You are her best friend for godsake!” I screamed out loud, my heart pounding loudly in my ribcage. Joko doubled over in laughter. “Friend?, why would I want to be friends with that selfish bitch who only thinks about a dead man?” She asked, when she saw the look of surprise in my eyes, the smile on her lips got wider.

He just wanted to be apart of our lives, mine especially. After lots of discussions, we agreed to let him come visit us. He came with Thrash and Sunny and Thor were there as well. It went well and he hugged me for the first time since our mother had died. We ended up both sobbing in each other's arms. Joker worked really hard to repair our relationship and now we are almost as close as Margo and I are. After the first few visits, Thrash, Sunny and Thor decided to make a strong ally contract and now the Saints were always welcomed to party or visit us. Our clubhouse was like their second home.

“They are a stupid bunch who always talks a lot and a nuisance. They were troublesome individuals that, always saying, I’m their ‘friend.’” “Mr. Zeth, I never once thought a day would come where I will have a friend other than Nikka and live freely as I want. Thank you so much,” Yui. “Dude, you have my back and I have yours too!” Nikka. “I will never leave you.” Nathan. Their laugh, their voice, their face is kept flashing in Zitrey’s mind. “With this ‘sake’! We solidify our friendship. Giggled.”

"Seven, I think you're an amazing guy. Never in my life would I have thought I'd meet a guy that we'd click and vibe on so many levels within such a short amount of time. You taught me how to play video games and it's my best hobby now. We both love chicken. We love coffee and spending time together with our loved ones. We are so outgoing yet so introverted. We have so many similarities. Just a few differences, considering you love romcoms and you don't hate white like I do. " Seven chuckles. " Honestly, I think what you and I have is amazing. The friendship we've built over the short span of time we have known each other. And this whole 'girlfriend-boyfriend' thing will ruin that. " Seven f

always acting thoughtlessly before considering the other person’s feelings. “He’s just a friend,” is the reply I give to his question, probably unconvincingly. Well, it’s not completely a lie. We are friends; it's not like he's my boyfriend or anything. Before I know it, we’re already at the top of the third flight of stairs. The night we had felt like a mediocre date, ending in the guy walking me to my door with hopes of coming inside. The sexual attraction certainly was there, although mentally it felt like we were not on the same page. Suddenly I feel nervous.

Within the hour, I was trending everywhere as the infamous "Fake Best Friend" The Internet wanted to tear me apart. Everyone claimed I had been jealous of Elise and deliberately tricked her into eating poisonous mushrooms out of spite. I contacted Elise on WhatsApp and demanded she explain herself publicly. Instead, she blocked me immediately and started livestreaming online. The poisoned classmates were there with her. Elise wept into the camera. "It's all my fault for trusting the wrong person. She told me poisonous mushrooms could let us see the answers to the SAT. I trusted her because I thought she was my best friend. I never imagined she was lying to me.

Jack said looking all frustrated keeping his hands on his waist. They ignored him as usual. "How long have you known Jack?" she asked him. "He was the first friend I made after shifting to here. We've know each other for more than a decade now." "Oh." "He has always been there for me. We went to the same school, high-school and university. He is the friend whom I can trust blindly... He's like a brother to me. He knows me more than I know myself and he understands me, not to forget his sense of humor." They both laughed.

“Jacob wanted to leave, all Kaden did was speed up the approval. You would have him stay here with you despite the fact that he doesn’t? Isn’t that selfish?” I scoffed, wincing like he just hit me across the face. I didn’t get to tell Jacob how I felt about him nor my identity. I felt like a fraud, I didn’t even get to wish him goodbye. It was more than that, deeper but how could I explain that to someone who doesn’t understand the bond of friendship? Because I refuse to acknowledge the relationship between the three of them as one. Just three insane people, sharing their love for insanity together. Even with my plummeted mood, the thought made md smile. Lifting my head to look at Jordan as

His jaw was tight, but he didn’t grab the phone from me. “You were my friend,” I said. “And you were his wife. Friendship died in that bedroom the same day your marriage did.” “If you post that photo, you are not hurting Adrian. You are helping Damien keep me tied to a man who will not sign.” “Maybe I want you tied. Maybe I like watching you scramble and suffer.” My free hand curled into a fist. “What kind of human are you?? What did he promise you this time?” “I don’t think that is your business anymore.”

I don’t want him to judge me for being so hopelessly and stupidly into an older man and not just any older man, but my dad’s best friend. I usually wouldn’t care, but Brandon is special. Brandon doesn’t judge or make me feel like I’m in a sort of competition at work. He’s my only ally at work. He likes my weirdness, and people like him are keepers. I don’t want him to run for the hills. “Whoever this guy is, he’s a total jerk for putting you through this.” “Yeah, he’s a heartless jerk,” I mutter. “Heartless? I’d say he’s a clueless, self-absorbed jerk,” Brandon adds, emphasizing the last word with a mocking flourish that almost gets me laughing.