Miss My Bestie Novels & Stories

Like your family and your best friend stole you from me and I miss you so so much now. I smiled a bit, "yeah and maybe I miss you too you know." 'yeah...' she said and I knew she had a smug on her face, '..I know you miss me... I mean look at me, I'm misable..' I rolled my eyes, she just had to be an idiot about it, "Jas you're an idiot..." 'and this idiot is going to watch you play tomorrow and I'll meet your bestie..' I smiled for real, "yes you can come.. she wants to meet you too..."

“Guards died searching for you in the deep woods, having to fight rogues which were none of their business, but because of you, they fought until they died!” “I didn't ask for their help or anyone else, especially not yours.” “This is precisely what I'm talking about. Selfish entitled bitch is what you are, and you are never going to change your name, I can't believe my parents really thought you could be the Luna of this pack.” “Why didn't you tell me everything? I thought we were best friends” “Best friend? You are better off as an enemy than just a friend, I would have killed you if it weren't for Theo.”

“Oh, don’t be shy. It’s normal. I mean, I die for that every night—but Harvey’s not just into that.” “Um, I think you misunderstood—” “I did, and I’m sorry. Harvey and you are simply friends because, trust me, bad boys don’t share. It was silly of me to think otherwise, but that was because I thought you were with Ray, like the news says.” “News?” “Oh yeah, you’re trending, girl. But that’s not important. Now, come on—have breakfast, change so you can show me around. I’ll go cancel Chloe.” She stood up and I nodded, confused but glad she didn't want to kill me anymore.

Elsewhere, a storm brewed. Jason sat in the back of an unmarked car, phone in hand. He watched the news footage for the hundredth time. Cassandra’s final stand. Ethan’s declaration. The headlines naming Whitlock as Ethan’s father. And in every frame, Jason saw his own irrelevance deepen. He’d lost her. He’d lost his best friend. And he’d lost the illusion that he was ever the hero of this story. The driver looked at him through the rearview. “She said she wants to meet.”

“Apparently, I really don't have any date. You know I really don't trust any Alpha if the person is not you my one and only bestfriend. Actually it's all for you Alex. You know I miss your birthday last time, so I think about giving you surprise.” "Do you like it?" Ash asked with big puppy eyes. Alex opens the card that came with the flowers, and happily smiles back at his Ash. 'His bestfriend is really death for him.'

The way she watched me like a hawk almost made me laugh. Brittany and I have been friends for a long time, since childhood really. Our parents were best friends, so we also became best friends. She was older than me by two years so she was like my older sister. I would give my life for her and she would do the same, if she wasn't here, I wouldn't even know what to do.

Lorrie "I'm not gonna lie. I really miss Isobel right now. It’s been awhile." I sighed, feeling the weight of her absence keenly. I couldn't deny it to myself, I missed my best friend terribly. Silently, I immersed myself in the book I held, tuning out Scott's presence beside me. Usually, we'd spend our free time together, hanging out in the library. For us, it was the perfect haven for students like us...below average and often invisible.

Finding out that I was mated to both Case and Rin, two of my best friends, was the best surprise of my life. But that intimacy left as soon as the Black Night Pack killed our pups. Case and I managed to get some of it back, but…I’ve missed Rin. I’ve missed who she was when we first got together. I’ve missed her kisses. Her smile. The way her eyes twinkle when she laughs. Goddess, I don’t know the last time that she laughed. I’ve missed how she would stop whatever she was doing, just to run her fingers through my hair. I’ve missed how she would make little excuses to touch me or make stupid dad jokes. I’ve missed her. And I don’t know if I’ll ever get her back.

I shook my head. “Come on Shay! I miss you,” she whispered the last part. Pixie Giuliani has been my best friend since we were both babies, or at least she was my best friend until my life took a turn for the worst two years ago. Since then, I’ve shut the world out of my life, including my best friend. I’m already seen as the social pariah and I can’t afford to pull her down with me.

Then: “Want me to try? I could threaten her with old dance recital footage.” I smile, but it’s thin. “I just want to know she’s okay. That she’s out there, being her sarcastic, stubborn self.” “She’s strong, Rubes. Probably off punching a tree or yelling at someone who deserves it.” I laugh softly. “I miss her. She’s my best friend. My ride-or-die. We made blood pacts at twelve and swore to haunt each other if one of us died first.” “That sounds disturbingly on-brand for both of you” Micah grins.