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And to be honest no one deserves to have a friend like me. Samaira, my best friend is the best thing ever happened to me. She was that one person who was always there for me. I still remember that one day when I lost my mother. I was hurt and didn't know what to do. I pushed everyone away from me even my dad, but that girl stayed. She didn't leave my side even when I used harsh words on her. I don't know how did I even get lucky to have a friend like her? People think I am perfect but I am a person with lots of flaws.

Alex was my best friend. He's the kind of person to remind you of oversized flannels, baggy jeans, and messy hair. I loved that about him, he was effortlessly cool and the sweetest guy you'll ever meet. He had the ability to make me feel seen and he'd go out of his way to brighten my day whether that be cracking a joke about how he looked like he just rolled out of bed or surprising me with my favorite treat when I least expected it.

So I called my best friend. "Day, can you come over tonight?" I pleaded with my best friend on the phone, and she suddenly started panicking and asking me things. Somehow, I convinced her to come to my home. So that we can talk. "You are the best friend in the world," I said, smiling. **** To be continued. Love you all♡♡♡♡

FELIX. I’m a shitty person. I know I’ve always been a shitty person, but at least I wasn’t like that to the few people I care about—one of them being my best friend. But after getting myself involved with his ex-girlfriend, I’m just realizing what a shittier person I’ve turned into.

"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.

"Bri, do you really love Juan?" Brisa smiled amusedly. The strange question from his best friend made him chuckle a little. "Obviously I love him. You know he was my first boyfriend. And we've been dating for a year." "Then me?" "You? You are my best friend who I love the most." Delmar's face turned even more sad. "We have to talk, it's important." Delmar grabbed Brisa’s hand, leading her to the backyard of Brisa’s house which had a path to enter Delmar's backyard.

"Frіdау." "Grеаt." Sіlеnсе. "Mаrу?" "Yеаh?" "Wіll уоu… wіll уоu bе my gіrlfrіеnd?" I fеlt lіkе I wаѕ 12 when I asked hеr that. "I wоuld love tо bе уоur gіrlfrіеnd." "Gооd."

When I got home, Tristan was in the kitchen cooking. He looked up when I walked in and smiled. “You’re back? How was the trip?” “It went well.” I changed my shoes, set my suitcase aside, and walked over to him, glancing into the pot. It was my favorite pork ribs. “What’s the occasion?” I asked with a smile. “I missed you.” He turned and kissed my forehead. The second his lips touched my skin, my stomach lurched. The same hands that had killed my best friend were cooking for me.

"Maria was humble, slept on a mattress, Alex..." "I know. We fucked there too." He widened his eyes, staring at me in shock. "Oh, fuck! Where else did you...?" I’m her father’s best friend. And now, I’m also... your worst mistake. "You’re feeling like a badass, huh? Too bad I don’t have anyone of yours left to fuck." I lamented, tapping his shoulder without aggression. "It’s not about competition. Or revenge." I took a deep breath. "I’ll take you home. Tomorrow, we’ll talk calmly."

When they reached the kitchen, Lily finally let go of her hand and threw open the pantry door with dramatic flair. “Guess what I still keep stocked just for you?” she announced, her eyes sparkling. She pulled out a bright red bag of kettle-cooked salt and vinegar chips. Maya’s jaw dropped. Then she let out a shaky laugh that turned into a sound halfway between a giggle and a sob. Her hand flew up to her chest as she felt tears sting her eyes. “Lily… you didn’t have to…” she whispered, her voice trembling. Lily stepped forward, serious now, and hugged her again. “Of course I did,” she said firmly. “I missed my best friend. You’re the only person in the world who would finish these with me wit