Miss My Bestie Novels & Stories

But the south was vast, and his wages—most of which he funneled to Scarlett—barely allowed him to stay a single day each trip before rushing back. For a whole year, Rachel had vanished from his world like she'd been erased. Now he looked at me with desperate eyes. "You're lying. You're her best friend. How could you not know where she is?" I arched a brow. Of course, I knew. Rachel and I had never lost touch. Even in these days when a letter took a month to arrive, we wrote to each other every single week without fail. I told her what I learned at school. She shared her discoveries at the bustling trade port.

“I guess I'll just have to take a step back and respect your decision then.” “That's all I ask for.” He nodded slowly. “We're okay, then?” I squeezed his hand. “We're okay.” “I missed you.” he murmured. “I missed you too, bestie. Now go shower and let's go get you a haircut. You stink.” We laughed, and just like that everything is settled. Now my bestie is back to life. **************** That night, as I curled up in my bed, staring at the city lights through the window. I let out a long breath.

He and several other dogs were to perform several tricks together in synch. Our animals were adorable, and I felt like a proud mother when I saw hordes of people applauding from behind the stage. One of the Pomeranians, Suzy, got a little late while doing the tricks, and my coworkers and I had to hold our sides when we saw her scuttling along to catch up with the others. My shift was about to end soon, and I was gawking at the crowd, looking for Brian. When my shift ended, I called him, but I was sent to voicemail. So I texted him, telling him that I was going to get some drinks for myself, then I would go ride the Merry Go Round, and he could meet me there. *************

the other end said pouting her lips with a sad expression “We miss you” and a long silence followed after. “ Okay enough of the emotions, How about we meet and catch up on some things and I have something important to say to you it can't be discussed on phone” she said smiling halfway “What?, Meet up I'd be glad too !” the other end replied filled with unspeakable excitement. “Alright!Where are we meeting up?” “Choose a secluded place without crowd and text me the address”. “Will do that right away”. then she hung up

The kind I might give her if the moment felt right. Dear Mia, I'm coming to Las Vegas for a book event. I don't know if you'll be there. I don't know if you'll want to see me. But I want you to know that I've thought about you. About us. About the friendship we lost. I don't know if we can ever get it back. But I'd like to try. Not because I need you. Because I miss you. If you want to talk, I'll be at the festival. If not, I understand.

"Giving that back. Just a friendly reminder—when you're broke, don't pretend you've got any pride left. You think you're noble? You can't even afford to eat. You're nothing. Wendy's about to lock in that Jones Group job offer, and I'm going right along with her. You know what you've got? Nothing. You're going to stand in this rain like a stray dog with nowhere to go." Wendy let out a short, cold laugh. The window slid back up. The car pulled away and hit a puddle, spraying mud across my legs. I stood there in the empty street and watched the taillights disappear. That was enough. I was done pretending to be an ordinary person. I pulled a specially modified satellite phone from my pocket and

You are killing me without even knowing. The only reason I came here was to get my best friend back but I guess I lost her as well just like how I lost Tyler. Tyler Scott my ex best friend. God I fucking hate him so much. If I didn't walk into them 3 years ago I wouldn't have known anything I would have still been my old self.

"You don't know how much I miss you Ath. I miss you so much. But, you didn't even tell me that you miss me too. You're avoiding me— she cut off the rest of what he was going to say. "Because you have a girlfriend. Wrong. It is wrong to see we're still close, Luke. You have a girlfriend, and I'm a woman. Even if we're just friends, I'm still a woman. I know she'll be hurt when she sees we're still together. So please, bear with me Luke. Even though we're not always together, you're still my best friend. " she said and stared into his eyes. He took a deep breath and looked down.

I'm so tired of seeing my girl cry. "I missed you, baby." She coos to him and he nuzzles against her some more as she runs her fingers through his hair. I lean down next to him, scratching his ear and running my hand along his snout. He looks up at me with his big brown eyes and I just know he's as happy to be here with us as we are to be back with him. "I'm going to miss my new bestie." The lady says, giving Hank an affectionate smile. "He's a special dog." She adds and my heart feels full by these two beings in my life.

It’s amazing how different the world can become in just six months. As I held my own private pity-party, Missy started to become agitated in my head. She started begging for her mate. My heart broke for her. I tried to gently remind Missy that we didn’t have a mate anymore because we had just rejected Jason. She didn’t seem to care. She kept repeating “mate, mate, mate, mate” in my head.