Letter To The Best Friend Novels & Stories

I stood there, hands trembling as I opened the letter. Dear Diana, I don’t even know how to start this. You were my best friend. My sister in every way that mattered. You believed in me when I didn’t believe in myself, and I never forgot that. Even when I thought I was gone for good… your face stayed with me. Your voice. Your laugh. The way you’d scold me for overthinking everything. It was my anchor. I’m sorry I disappeared. I’m sorry I didn’t come to you sooner.

Before getting into the warm bed that was calling my name, I went to check my phone to see whether I had any important notifications and was met by Lily’s reply to my previous letter informing her about my situation. ‘That man better not be there, when I come. I will castrate him by myself! However, I am talking to my dad, and I think I would be able to help you with your situation. Will talk to you once I get an answer. Love you babes x’ The Letter read. Tears threatened to pour out of my eyes, as I read what my friend had just wrote to me. I had somebody watching over me. Before I could respond to her message, another notification alert caught my attention, and it was another letter from m

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.

The letter said: Dear Liam, Happy birthday to you!!!! You have always been there for me ever since we were young and even if Melissa and the others bully me. You are the best friend I ever had, and I am grateful for that. I am so thankful that I could be friends with you since we were young. The reason I am writing this letter to you is because I wanted to tell you that I love you more than a friend. I hope that you feel the same as what I feel for you. I wanted to tell you this, hoping that we can be together. I love the way you smile at me, especially the dimples. Finally, Happy Birthday to my Liam. Love,

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 shout as I spot a white envelope with her handwriting on it. “Huh?” Carlos says. “B.” I turn the letter to him. “It’s her handwriting,” I shout excitedly. With my heart pounding, I tear the envelope open. Did she get my messages and write me a letter? I smile. She’s always loved writing letters. She used to send me letters in college, even though our schools were only a couple of hours apart. I slowly unfold the letter and read. Dear G,

X Now go to our favourite coffee shop. When I get there the girls greet me with huge smiles and hugs as they giggle. “Girls what’s going on?” “You’ll figure it out, but we are so happy for you Emmy.” OMG. NO. HE ISN’T. A letter this time, it’s short and simple. But the last line reads ‘You’. And so the question slowly starts to form. “Have fun gorgeous.” I give each of my best friends a big kiss on the cheek and squeeze.

I’m at the Korean restaurant near your building. I smiled and quickly typed in a reply. For the past few months, Harold Lee was the person who was there for me. He was there to listen to my whims, rants and all my worries. He’s my best friend. My doctor best friend because Gina’s the legit one. She’d kill me once she knew I called someone else my best friend. To: Harold Lee Sure. I’m on my way.

"Meet us in the cafeteria later. Let's eat lunch together." There is something in my mind wanting to be with them... wanting to be their friends. But I'm scared. What if they leave me with emotional bruises too? Just like what happened in the past... =END= //Bonus scene from Chandra's past// "How do I word this? Was about to write you this letter but it was just curses in cursive~" My eyes are close as my fingers play with the piano tiles. "You probably deserve it But that's so impersonal Should tell you in person~" I have a bestfriend who have a boyfriend that I liked even before him meeting my bestfriend.

“Just asking. You know, it’s okay to like her, Cade. It's okay to be vunerable." I furrow my brow and wipe my palm down my face. “Mom, please don’t start this again. She’s my best friend’s little sister. It’s guy code. I can’t be with her, even if I wanted to.” She drops her gaze to her knee, where she picks at an old scab. “Are you saying you’re interested?”