My Dad’s Friend Novels & Stories

"You two know each other?" I fumble for words. "He's Emily's dad. My best friend's father. Just... family friend. That's all." The lie tastes sour on my tongue. Ethan gives a small nod, his eyes moving between us like he's piecing something together. "Right. Emily's dad." Damien gives him a thin smile, "Leah's known me a long time.”

Nico Cephas. The name hits like a punch. Dad's best friend since forever. Ex-fighter, built like a tank, the guy who practically raised me after Mom. He'd show up at the house when Dad was gone—fix dinners, scare off bullies at school, teach me how to throw a punch. Those gray eyes. That gravel voice.

“Well you see, dad has constantly been saying that he misses his old friends. However, you know that he’s always been indifferent to fame and fortune. Now that our poverty educating system is already over, it wouldn’t be convenient for dad to return to Mayberry City to visit his old comrade in person, with dad’s extremely high status and all. Yes, I know his so-called ‘comrade’ has always looked down on us and our dad, but our father likes to see the good in people. Since I can’t go back to personally do anything now, I’ll have to leave this matter to you now!” “Since you’ll be staying in Mayberry City to clean up some of your business matters during summer break anyway, try taking a few day

“What is it, Daddy?” Damon took a sharp sigh as he spoke. “When I was young, I never had friends,” he paused, smiling bitterly at Keatton. “My Dad, Blake Karsyn, wanted me to be in the right place where he didn’t have. Dad was always afraid that I would end up becoming like him or much worst,” shrugging his shoulders.

She smiled at him. "Xavier honey we are having some guests today,your dad just got a call from his friend,you remember Mr Kings?", His mum explained then asked him. Xavier thought of the name and it did sound familiar but he wasn't so sure he knew the person.His mum saw his face and knew he couldn't remember him. "Don't think too much Xavier,I believe you last saw him when you were like three,he is one of your dad very good and old friend,he also helped your dad build his company from scratch",His mum explained.

“It’s a plausible reason. Your dad can’t be trusted, you know.” “Excuse me?” I jabbed my finger into his chest, spinning slightly to face him. “The only untrustworthy person here is you. My dad is the innocent one! You are that devil in two bestfriends!” Amusement flickered in his eyes before a hearty laugh escaped him. “Oh, baby, you’re so delusional,” he said, shaking his head. “Innocent? Your dad? Trust me, I’ve known him longer than you, and that is definitely not the case. You should’ve seen him in his college days. The only thing that straightened him out was you.”

he smiles. He is a lovely guy, one of the first from the pack I met, and now a close friend of my Dad. Always made a point to stay and chat to me if he saw me around, and forever offering to help with DIY if I needed him to, like he was trying to be another Dad, like Gabe and Manny’s Dad’s do too. All very sweet of them.

Richard Forbes, our neighbour and my dad’s best friend, our families were closely knit and the whole town knew about it. My dad “Fredrick Jones” was the most humble and genuine guy in this entire town of Green witch and my family was kind of looked up to by the people of this town, our vineyard was the source of income for the most people of this town and my dad was genuinely concerned about their well being. Mr Forbes and my father have been friends since their childhood, when Mr Forbes lost his parents in a car accident it was my grandfather who took care of him and that was the reason my dad and he grew to be inseparable.

I asked, annoyed. "Of course I need to ask because you're not the type that's smiling often, more or less talk to us much except Trina. So, you don't expect me not to ask if you're ok or maybe you need something." Dad said, still surprised. "Well dad for your information I need nothing, my friend is coming today so I need to prepare breakfast for her." I told him. "Your friend like a friend? I never knew you had a friend except Trina." Dad said getting interested in this. Yeah he always wants to know what's going on in your life and it's annoying.

"Oh, nice. So you probably know Mr. Thomas that owns the hardware store up the road. He's been here for like twenty years. Super nice guy." Nodding his head at me once more, he let out another laugh and shrugged his shoulders. "Yeah, Mr. Thomas is a good man. He and my dad were friends." Red flag number two, and time to get the f*ck out of here. The old man who owned the hardware store died a few years ago, and his name definitely was not Mr. Thomas. And if this guy's father had been friends with him, he would have f*cking known who he was.