My Friends Dad Novels & Stories

My dad turned away from her and faced me instead, his expression calm but distant. “Dad,” I said, my voice shaking. “Is she going to rot in there? What are we going to do?” He sighed slowly. “I’m afraid, Alice, it’s illegal to interfere,” he said. “Your friend killed someone. I can’t do anything this time.” My heart shattered. The words echoed in my head, heavy and final. I can’t do anything. I looked at Eunice again and this time, she was smiling. I knew she had won this round.

I say quietly. Dad snorts. “Being back here… it reminds me of the old days. Makes me realize I can let go of some things.” Mom jumps in, eyes sparkling. “Your father ran into an old friend—Mr. Philip! Can you believe it?” “Really?” I’m surprised.

Alert and tense. “How are you holding up?” I asked. His fingers tightened around the glass. “I’m okay.” I waited. He glanced at me again. Then looked down. “I think.” I tipped my head slightly. “You don’t have to be okay here.” He didn’t respond. I rested my forearms on my thighs and leaned forward just a little. “Your father was my friend.” The word looked like it shocked him. Friend. He blinked. “My dad didn’t talk about people much,” he said quietly. “Not names. He said it was safer that way.”

“It’s like when he’s around you, he changes. He’s quieter. More careful. Almost like he’s waiting for you to approve of something.” Damian chuckled lightly, warm but measured. “Approval, huh? I guess he wants to make a good impression. I am his girlfriend’s father.” “Dad,” she said sharply, cutting through the charm. “I’m serious. Are you pressuring him? Maybe without realizing it?”

"Drink. You're going to need it before the speeches start." "Speaking of," I said, taking a small, necessary sip of the chilled champagne, "where's your dad?" "Over by the endowment board," Sofia said, gesturing subtly with her chin toward the far side of the hall near the marble pillars. "Corporate donors, city council members, the usual crowd. He's been doing press photos for the last hour." My eyes followed her gesture before I could stop myself.

best friend had been doing with a container of whipped cream and a strawberry in our kitchen under an hour ago, she would be utterly horrified. Emily: But seriously, Dad... seeing how desperate my friends' moms are to get your number made me think. You really need to start going out more. You’ve been single for way too long, and you spend 90% of your weekends buried in those stupid financial reports. You deserve to find someone and have a life outside of work and me. Especially now that I’m graduating soon.

Just serious best-friend mode. “Bella… you have to let this go.” I laughed, but it came out bitter. “Easy for you to say.” “I’m not saying it’s easy. I’m saying it’s necessary.” She leaned forward, elbows on her knees. “This isn’t some cute little office crush. Alex is your dad’s best friend. His business partner. The guy who’s been around since you were a kid. If this blows up and it will your dad is going to lose his mind. Not just at Alex. At you too. You could lose your whole family over this.”

"I'll be out for a bit. I don't want the kids to hear us fighting." Father always avoided the topic of conversation, which made Mother even more sure of her suspicions all along. Until finally one day Dad opened up to Mom about what had kept him busy the past few months. “I met an old friend, we used to be very close friends. He's my best friend especially when I'm really down and hard, I owe him a lot.” “Your old friend is a woman? Is she someone you can't forget?!” Mom poked at Dad's words about someone who sounded very meaningful in his past life.

When Dad started to talk, I’m all ears for me not to miss even the single detail of whatever he says. Dad talk first about his best friend, Andrea. I was hurt by what I found out today but not the worst. I think, that's also because I grew up not close to my Mom.

Geez! "Parker's a good friend of mine, Dad. Nothing more than that. If you think something is going on between us, I'm telling you, there's not. And besides, Parker already has a girl. We're just friends." I explained and laughed awkwardly. Dad gently nodded his head. I don't know if I convinced him. "Thanks, Dad," I uttered. He looked at me and smiled. "You and Simon are my sons. Whatever you are, even if the two of you would turn to donkeys, I would love you with all of my heart." He said that made all of us laughed.