Passive-aggressive Friends Novels & Stories

Arrogant as always… "Behold, my friend. You've got the entire half for yourselves! How's that? You get first dibs on the attractions I installed. I expect great appreciation for my work, so fire it away!" "Unfortunately, you won't be able to get it from me…" "Ugh. So cold! So mean. So heartless! Hmmp! Treat me badly a few more times and I might find another best friend!" "I already did it before, yet you're still here." "What?!"

His tone turned icy. “Why are you being like this?” I burst out in frustration. “I thought we were friends. I mean – you were so nice to me and you even agreed to be my fake boyfriend – so what happened? Did I offend you? Why did you suddenly become so cold to me?” “Good friends,” he chuckled, staring at the ground. “It’s because I like you, dumbass,” he said. “Ohh.” My mouth fell open and I tried but failed to make comprehensible sentences but no sound even came out. I just kept flapping my mouth open and closed like a fish.

But one night, simply because I didn't offer her the first bite of my takeout, she rolled her eyes and began her passive-aggressive tirade. "You really don't know how to care about others. With how selfish you are, do you even have a single friend at school?" For a moment, I thought the takeout I'd ordered for them earlier hadn't arrived yet. But when I saw the untouched containers, I realized—she just didn't like the burger and fries. I was about to order her favorite mac and cheese, but she waved me off impatiently. "Forget it. Those with a heart don't need to be taught. Those without one never learn. In this world, the only one who truly cares about your father and me is your younger brot

I said, rubbing my chin. I’m never going to let him take what’s mine, he never liked father, and father never liked him, always trying to be alone and spiteful, I hated that, besides he pushed me off a railing when we were little, I’m not going to let him have his cake and still eat it. I picked up my phone to dial a number “It’s time I did things my way” I muttered, dialing. “Hey hot stuff” I heard her call over the phone, I rolled my eyes, she’s only attracted to the wealthy, just the type I’m looking for.

--- ~You know some day I might cross the street when we were on the same side. Just to skip the how are you I'm—~ I answered the call. It's from Agatha she's my personal assistant but I considered her as my ONLY bestfriend. I'm not a friendly person, I don't need a friend I can be alone forever, afterall I'm used to it. If you're asking why I see Agatha as my bestfriend or best buddy? She's different. I know she's different, she's not fake—she's real. Unlike the others that will just stab you in the back, they're so coward they can't say what they're insecurity is in front of you so they will just stab you in the back.

He wouldn’t have been there if his mother hadn’t called him and pleaded that he should get her some ice cream. He couldn’t refuse his mother’s wish and he ordered his driver to drive him to the nearest store which happened to be this one. “I don't know who I find more annoying; you or your friend,” he remarked. Ella frowned on hearing his remark. “You know, I was thinking the same thing. I wonder who I find more arrogant and overbearing; you or your brother,” she retorted, earning a chuckle from Austin. “Wow, isn’t this nice? Two best friends; one is Feisty and the other is Sassy.”

She was super pissed off and to me especially hot as fuck. There was something about the aggressive way she moved when she was pissed off that I found breathtaking. Marina had tits like an angel and her huge areola and nipples got hard and hot puffy when she was upset. I couldn't help but crack a sly man smile. Of course, that pissed her off more. My disrespectful friend left immediately. The fucked up part is that he stuck the hot dirty red panties in his pocket anyway. He walked right passed Marina and I with a stupid grin on his face.

But I gulped it down, refusing to give him any reaction. “And that's why you have just one friend because no one else can put up with your cold and brash attitude.” “It's the other way around. I can't put up with y'all's nonsense.” “You're too damn arrogant and you reject the few guys who try to get close to you despite all that arrogance. You bullshit them and treat them like their feelings are shit.” “Because those feelings are just lust. And I'm not interested in that.”

I turned my gaze on him, keeping up the same apathy. “I’ve got an Advil in my purse. Do you want it?” I turned my look away and ignored him. “Come on, we’re friends. Unburden all your earthly troubles.” He raised his arms, making a welcoming gesture. “If you think we’re friends, then you’ve never had a friend.” His eyes slowly turned frosty, his playful demeanor disappearing. “Careful. I’m the only friend you’ve got.”

I replied, my voice laced with pure hatred and apparent irritation. Glenn spoke up, her voice cold and cutting. "You don't get to treat us like shit and then just walk away. We're your friends, Clara. Or at least, we were. We care about you, and we deserve to know what's going on with you. And you can't just walk out of here if you wanted anyway, so it's better we sit and talk." I rolled my eyes. "Friends? You guys wouldn't know what friendship is even if it hit you in the face. All you care about is gossip, parties and drama. You don't care about me or my feelings. You only care about what is in it for you."