Miss My Bestie Novels & Stories

Her ex boyfriend who cheated on her with her best friend. BigBry: Hey Missy, how are you? He had texted. Missy stared at the screen, repulsed by the sight of the text. Instead of replying, she further tapped on his profile icon as she tipped into the block button. She returned to the group chat, where she interacted with her friends and all. It makes her feel alive, like of all the wrongs still going on in her life. A part of it is still normal. She’s still a high school student with friends that are graduating next week.

I did everything to be a good friend, only to be treated as my so-called best friend’s scapegoat. When her husband found cigarette ash in their house, she claimed I was the one smoking. When she snuck off for a private rendezvous with her lover, she told him she was celebrating my birthday. And when she got pregnant, she pinned the blame on me again, declaring I was consumed with jealousy—that I had spiked her drink and hired someone to violate her. Enraged, her husband marched to my doorstep wielding a blade and hacked me to death. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the exact day she had asked me to cover for her affair.

He was the chapter of my missing page. "So...did you get laid?" I rolled my eyes. "Seriously? Again with that Ally?" "If I were you and that hot officer is by my side, I would say open sesame and the rest will be said in bed" I missed her, especially her craziness and unfiltered words. "I miss you Bestie. Things have not been the same here since you supposedly died. I know no one can know we spoke but give the officer a good blow job until he lets you use his phone again so we could chat"

For almost an hour and I did not want to stop, even if I would have to eventually say bye and get ready for school. ME : I miss you too Baby 😭 ME : I miss kissing you. ME : I miss you kissing me. ME : I miss you touching me 🙈 BESTIE : Ohhhh i miss that so much too. BESTIE : I miss my hands touching and caressing your soft skin, every curve, every inch. BESTIE: I miss the way you feel under my fingertips. Like silk. Like heaven. BESTIE: I miss the sounds you make when I touch you in just the right spot.

The only friend I had other than Noah. Andrew was like my confidante, listening to me when my best friend and mate indulged in fun. Andrew knew of my feelings for Noah and he would always remind me how difficult it was for humans to be with the likes of us. The one reason I have been holding back. “Hey man, I think you should come have some fun. Cute girls and …guys” I exhaled after reading the message. Andrew never ceased to intentionally annoy me. He relished the feeling of seeing me angry. But, I had something important to do.

You know, I thought my life would be perfect because my dream for my family and for you came true. "I feel the same way, Ciara. I love you." I shook my head. "Is that how you love?" I asked him. "You know, I've realized that your love hasn't changed." I'm still your best friend. I'm still your best friend, Shan, whom you never see. I'm the best friend who's always left hanging. I'm the best friend who's forgotten." "Beb, it's not like that. I always think about you. It's just...

I couldn't bear the fact my two best friends would forget about me. I blinked back my tears and looked around for either Rex or JJ. Rex was still talking to council members with his parents, and JJ was in the corner with Cathy laughing about something. I didn't want to spoil their mood, so I went to the second-best thing that would make me feel better when my friends were unavailable: Dessert.

Will I ever get my Bestie back? Or will I have to get used to not having a Bestie? Does Bestie realize just how much I miss him? Or is he too occupied with thoughts of her to even do? Maybe, I'm thinking too much. Maybe I'm hoping too much. I guess I simply have to focus on my life and goals. I guess it's high time I've realized that I'm not good enough for him and he doesn't need me in his life. Because if he does, why would he abandon me?

For the first time in his life,he cried for his best friend Few weeks after they met at the market, he called her and they meet up at a nice restaurant. There, he told her his feelings,he expressed how much he loved her but Zuwairah turned him down. She told him she preferred them being friends,he felt bad but has no choice but to oblige. If that's what will make her happy then he's ready to do anything for her and that was how they became best of friends. They don't even hide anything from each other Yusuf couldn't handle it as he leave his colleagues to take care of the rest "he needs to do something for his friend,he can't just loose her just like that" he thought walking out

Cindy Chase was my best friend and my college roommate. She claimed to be my closest friend but often threw me under the bus for things that were her own fault. When I got a call from her husband, Shaun Cross, my first instinct was to touch my ribs—I was still alive! What a blessing.