Novel & Cerita Letter About Best Friend

That was just one of many things I hadn’t told her. “You’re nothing like that, okay? For Christ’s sake, look at you. You’re beautiful. You’re a writer—a popular one, working on her second book. And you’re my BEST FRIEND! If that doesn’t scream identity, I don’t know what does,” she said fiercely. I gave her a small smile. I was her best friend—that was enough. “You never asked who told her that,” I said after a moment. She stilled, her body tensing. “No.”

She even pretended that she didn’t know my mom and it suddenly crept me out. I slowly opened the letter from her to my mom. December 15, 2015 Dear bestie, I am sorry. I was a bad friend to you back then. I hope you will forgive me from what I did when we’re still best friends and our relationship was still as good as you expected. Let me catch up with you for as much as I can. Ever since I read that short note from my mom’s cash box, I haven’t got enough sleep. I badly wanted to talk with Miss AC again to clear things out. What does she mean by her “sorry”?

I hope you haven’t forgotten about me already. Your best friend forever, (Despite the long distance) Ian. I could feel the tears start to stream down my face, falling over the letters in the box. I continued anyway, needing to read every letter, even if I became dehydrated from all the crying. Dearest Red, I'm writing this letter with a heavy heart. I feel like I've lost my best friend, and I don't know what to do.

I stared at the screen not paying it much attention. Instead, my mind was hyper-focused on what had just happened. Was I reading into this too much? Probably. Zack was a very loyal guy so it was probably just a friendly peck on the head. Yeah, that's what it was, a friendly kiss on the head given to me by my best and only friend. My best friend, damn my life. You can say that again.

I don’t really have many things anyway’’. in fifteen minutes, I had finished. Now how can I say goodbye to my best friend? I can’t even go upstairs and interrupt the discussion that he has with his mate. I decided to wrote him a letter, anyway it wasn’t a real goodbye we will talk on the phone every day or at least I hope so. And now it was the moment of truth, I had to leave the place I leaved all my life. I had to leave Sebastian, my only friend and probably never see Pablo again. In the thought of the last my heart was aching.

I looked around the quiet cabin, making sure nobody could somehow see my expression. Me: I'm starting to think somebody stole Raphael Capone's phone. The man I know would have replied with a five-page essay explaining why feelings are statistically inefficient. Raph: That's an exaggeration. Me: It's really not. Me: Whatever happened to "You're my best friend, Gianna"? The typing bubble appeared and I found myself staring at it way too hard. Raph: I never stopped meaning that. Raph: You're still my best friend. My stomach sank a little before I could stop it.

“That’s my best friend!” To be continued...

“Chivalry’s dead—and you know that’s not my name.” “Your crusty lips aren’t chivalry. Use my name, and I’ll use yours.” I smile—that’s my girl. Brandi laughs, handing him a plate. “Crusty? Women write sonnets about these lips. Right, Pineapples?” “I’ve heard a few,” she agrees, earning scowls from Gianna and me. “You’re supposed to be *my* best friend, B.” *And my woman,* I want to add but can’t.

"Junior year of college, when that homewrecker confronted you in person, I fought her for you. I was written up by the school because of it. "And now?" Dylan gritted his teeth and stared straight into my eyes. "Just because I have stayed at your place for a few days, you are losing your temper at me like this. "Max Cairncross, after everything I have done for you, can you honestly say you are not ashamed?" Dylan was right. He had done a lot for me. Otherwise, we would never have become best friends for nearly twenty years. But friendship was mutual. I pushed his hand away and met his gaze, word by word.

He opened it and read the letter about five times. Lex, I know when you find this you might already know that I am not in the house. I thought this would be an easier goodbye. From henceforth we shall meet as a student and teacher and I want to thank you for the times we spent, they were magical. You must know that I genuinely and wholeheartedly wish you the best.