My Sisters Friend Novels & Stories

I got a shock and said. " So what I am supposed to do? You know that it is a crime that treating a friend's sister as the bitches I dated. And if you agree, must I go straight and f*ck her right away?" " I know that you treated me and our friends as your other brother and we could see your kind side, that's why I am here to discuss that with you. Since she is always treated as a princess, and she just take the best things, just show her your most terrifying side. After months of seeing your gorgeous face, she would feel bored and she will give up you. That's my idea and we all know that you can't make any girl lay on your bed."

Mum's sobs became louder. "Mum?" I shook her gently feeling a sense of dreaded urgency, "what is Luc talking about?" "Nothing," Mum croaked with a sniff, her eyes were bloodshot. "Your sister is possessed." Luc screeched. A high-pitched sound that made the hair on my arms stand on ends. "Luc—" I blurted as I moved to her, cautiously putting one foot before the other like I was approaching a wild animal. I felt the onset of a pandemonium.

Her hair flowed beautifully, and her green eyes looked at me with a smile as she approached the sink. I know her, and she must know me. We often meet at parties like this. Amanda Dimitriou, or maybe her twin: Rafaella Dimitriou. The sister of Maven Dimitriou, the best friend of my sister's fiancé. They were both at the same college as me. "Hi, Gretta." she greeted kindly.

Like he was waiting to see how far I would go to deny it. My sister laughed softly, completely unaware of the tension suffocating the space between us. “You two are already getting along,” she said, clearly pleased. “That’s good.” Getting along? If only she knew. I forced a small smile, my hands clenched at my sides to stop them from shaking. “I think I should go, I need to freshen up” I said suddenly. Too fast. Too desperate. Both of them noticed. My sister frowned. “Already?” “I’m just… tired.”

Winona did not believe me and even thought I was a conwoman. "Who are you? Why should I believe you? Yvonne is my best friend. Why would she poison me? Harass me any further and I'll call the police." I looked at her and said, "I'm Yvonne's younger sister, Greta. If you don't believe me, look into her bag. The poison is in there." Winona did not believe me and laughed coldly. "You're Yvonne's sister? She has never mentioned having a sister. You didn't even bother to make up a good lie."

"No. You always show up. That's not the same thing." I didn't have an answer. Liam leaned against the boards. The metal was cold. Condensation dripped down the glass. "You talked to your sister?" he asked. "Yeah." "How'd it go?" "She didn't forgive me. But she didn't kick me out either." "That's something." "That's what everyone keeps saying." "Because it's true." Liam crossed his arms. "You can't fix everything overnight. You just have to keep showing up." "That's what I'm trying to do."

It is pure and it will always be there no matter how much her sister irritates her. "Vienna, it's suffocating," Ally muttered. Her sister pulled away before, looking at me curiously. "Come on, introduce me to your friends." "She's more like a twin," Ally said, causing my heart to swell in love for her. She gave me a warm smile but I could see the sadness in them. I narrowed my eyes at her curiously. "Ana, this is my big sis, Vienna. Sis, this is my best friend, Anastasia, her sister, Alice, and... uhmm Lianne." I pursed my lips to hold my laughter. She doesn't know how to introduce Lianne to her sister.

“I want us to be friends, do you think that’s possible?” She nodded. “No my lady!” She averted her gaze agsin. “A nobody cannot become a fruegd to such a humble lady as you.” She was stiff, it was something I had thought was going to happen and I sighed. “I don’t have a sister, didn’t have one while growing up. I see you as my sister and even though you don’t waht us to be friends, I’ll still regard you as my sister.”

What card was she trying to play here? She nodded, backing up a step. “Yes, friends. Only friends care about each other. You came to the dungeon and risked your life for me despite the rogue king’s order. You didn't push me away when I ran into your embrace. If this isn't what friendship is about, then I don't know what it is” A smile that faltered immediately, slipped through my face. I didn't know what to say. I had always admired the sisters for being smart but knowing that one of them could be this dumb was a mystery to me.

“I know. It’s awesome.” I watched my sisters on the dance floor with their husbands. I had great relationships with all of them. Heather and I were friends who loved coffee and shopping trips. I enjoyed her artistic side and watching her create beautiful worlds around her. Penny was my go-to for gossip and laughs. She told the best stories, and I loved her funny side. Gracie and I were surprisingly the closest. We had bonded the day Kylie had almost choked, and our relationship was built on deep affection. I sought her out for advice, and she was a constant source of strength for me. We shared so many moments of friendship, I could no longer recall not having her in my life. We were truly si