Letter To The Best Friend Novels & Stories

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,

Life feels so different without you by my side. I hope to get a letter from you soon. I plan to return one day, so don’t forget about me, Red. Until then, know that I'm thinking of you always. Love, Your best friend, Ian My chest felt tight, and for a moment I wasn’t sure I could do this. I took another deep breath, trying to calm myself. I grabbed the next letter, feeling like my heart was breaking into a million pieces. Dear Red,

“Dear Ivy, Thank you for being the best friend so far and for also being a positive influence in my life. I know I have been there with you for the highs and lows and that’s because I simply couldn’t just watch you sad and struggle on your own. Now that you have finally found Alexander, I think I can feel at peace now, because he will give you the best life ever. He is now there for Liam. By the way, I am off to a faraway place due to some reasons. You do not have to worry about me.”

Grant this poor commoner a chance to see what is the high society looks like! I am very excited to see you again, Señorita! Your Only Handsome Bestfriend, Kaiden” The letter quite unexpected to the point I could not help but giggle. Kaiden is such a chatter box, but it gave me useful information even though it was just some grain of salt. At least I have some heads on what may happen, I might not trust him completely but I do see him as friend. Yeah. The very first friend I made here.

She seemed pleasant so it made sense, “Write a letter to Damian. Thank him for helping you and let him know you still want to be friends. It might help because he might want to come here and explain everything to you." I immediately grabbed a pen and paper, and I poured my heart into a letter, expressing my gratitude to Damian for his role in my liberation. Despite it all, I affirmed my desire to remain friends. I had liked our friendship because of this and I wanted it to go back to the way it was.

My chest felt tight—like something heavy had just been placed on it. Trying to compose myself, I turned my attention back to the sheet of paper I was holding. My eyes landed again on the handwritten title. *** The Truth, If you’ve received this letter, Aliya, it means I couldn’t pretend any longer. First, I’ll tell you this—what you’re about to read, you probably won’t like. But it is what it is. So keep going. Oh, and by the way, this is from me—your best friend—Brooke De Luca.

com To: clara.walsh@edu.org Subject: Hello love, How do you feel? If it's any worse than I do, then I suggest that you have someone around to keep you company. The elections are usually like this. There is still hope for both of us. May the best man win. Note- I'm sending this as a friend, there is no need to burn it like you burn anything belonging to me… or whatever connects us in general. Be good. —Lucas.