Passive-aggressive Friends Novels & Stories

I just cocked my right eyebrow as I looked at him, I took my rather damp hanky from the edge of the sink and placed it inside my back pocket as I took a few steps back from Adrien. "Well, this might be unfortunate for you because I don't like possessive people. Most relationships with a possessive partner can lead to plenty, rather toxic and violent predicaments. And I don't want such a predicament in my life," I said to him honestly. I looked into his eyes and my head tilted a little as if that would prove my point. "And what do you mean I got no friends? Forgive my asocial self, mister "I got plenty of friends," I said mockingly. He just looked at me with a plain face and then a small chuc

“Do you actually like him?” A dramatic groan filled my ear. “He’s annoying. Huge. Dominant. Ruthlessly cold.. Always in my space. But here’s the problem…” She lowered her voice theatrically. “I like annoying men.” I blinked. “You do?” “Yes! You know that. We’ve been best friends forever—you should know my type.” I rolled my eyes, though she couldn’t see me. How would I know? I thought dryly. You spent half our teenage years obsessing over men who were emotionally unavailable or dramatically complicated.

“I apologise… but can I then say something as a friend?” “A friend? I think you forgot what that was a long fucking time ago.” “I haven’t.” I scoff, “Then go ahead. What do you want to say and make sure it is not on this fucking matter?!” I snarl, slamming him into the wall. I want him to fucking fight back! I want him to stop being so fucking antagonising and patient. And that’s why I know he doesn’t see me as a friend anymore… because he would have spoken up.

I retorted. “Oh, there she goes, bitter towards handsome guys! Don’t generalize! Not all handsome guys are players.” He quipped. Is he crazy? He’s the one who left me, and now he’s calling me bitter? I’m not bitter, I’m just annoyed. Does he care? I let him be, thankfully. I might really lose my cool with this gay guy. I love my friend, but I really get irritated when they’re both mentioned. It makes me uncomfortable, to be honest.

The change unsettled me more than his usual cocky demeanor ever could. I rolled my eyes again, letting out a sharp, cynical laugh that bounced off the concrete walls around us. "Cool? Are you out of your mind? There's nothing cool about him! He's a walking disaster area!" My voice rose with each word, frustration bleeding through every syllable. Years of pent-up resentment toward them came pouring out, and I couldn't seem to stop the flood. "He's secretive, he's arrogant, and he's currently making my best friend's life an absolute living hell with all his little mysteries!"

I couldn't help but ask, "Is there actually a point to this conversation or are you just trying to make me laugh?" "My point is now I know that he hasn't lowered his standards. Honestly, that wink had been grating on my nerves." Chiara's passive-aggressive behavior was the cherry on top of my guilt-free cake. That kiss was stupid and insignificant, but thanks to Chiara, I'm ecstatic to say that it's a thing of the past. Her behavior may have been annoying, but it certainly did the trick. Kudos to Chiara for being a champion in the art of being mean.

She asked smiling “Arggghh gosh! That guy is so annoying, I said She laughed I knew, everyone who tries sitting with him will always end up changing their seat just because of his arrogant behavior, she said Oh my! really? I asked surprisingly “Yeah, I think its now your turn to vacate the seat for him, She said as he chuckled “Hmm…me? Like, you mean me? Really! You mean I will change my seat because of that idiot? Hmm, I think you do not know me; instead, he would change his seat because of me. I boasted “Hmm, stop making mouth Lily, I knew this guy before you do, I knew him than you do, he likes frustrating peoples life, She said I chuckled He has shown me all his behavior already, so just

Dear Diddy, I think I am losing my friends. I don’t know what to do Diddy, I don’t want to lose my friends. The reason I am still sane is because of the friends I have - or once had. Now they don’t want anything to do with me. They all claim they have personal issues they need to work on and I was not helping issues by projecting my problems in them. I don’t know what to do Diddy, I don’t want to end up friendless. I’m freaking out! _ Friendless.

Gamma James said “I understand you. But your friendship isn't complete. Harper and I set a rule that if we ever need each other and one of us is unavailable, the one in trouble will think about what the other might advise at that point and so, you will use it to navigate the situation. That is one way we have saved ourselves when the other is not around and it has always worked. You don't know yourself so well yet, this is me giving you a nudge to work on your friendship when things are more quiet.” “You don't seem to understand what the problem is, do you? Alpha Dominic can be extremely aggressive and it takes me to calm him down sometimes,” Gamma James said

Kathy can't help but to ask her in an angry tone. "Relax there, I know you're still stressed about your case and today's situation, but I'm here to, you know, be a friend with you. That's all. No case related, just let's be friends. " "Why on earth do I want to have a friend who's a neglectful mother and a fucking hoe?" "Well, at least someone wants to befriend a person who likes giving bullshit lies." Kathy was shocked after she heard that. "Anyway, where's Jeffy?"