Quotes About Fake Friends Novels & Stories

Or was I feeling entitled to his friendship when I shouldn't be? “We were friends to an extent, “ I said. He sneered and walked towards me. “Do you know the set of people I hate the most? The ones who pretend to be something they are not. You really played your cards well, Ariana. I'll give you that.” My mouth hung open in shock. “What are you talking about, Jake? I don't quite follow.” “It's better to know someone's character right away. The one who pretends to be what they are not is the one who is the most dangerous of them all. I can't believe I underestimated you.”

he says, wincing as he shifts his weight. I let out an even louder laugh at that. To be honest, I don’t really think of this bastard as my friend. He’s just one of the only people I bother talking to here. In this world, trust is a luxury you can’t afford , even the ones who seem kind might be your worst enemies in disguise.

… After I got home, I opened my phone and saw that the video had indeed blown up. It was thanks to the money Matt threw around. Otherwise, it wouldn’t have gone viral so fast. There were many comments telling me she was the heiress Wren Smith, and that I had been deceived and should get my money back. Some even messaged me directly, telling me not to be afraid. This wasn’t my fault, after all. [Dude, gather your evidence. If she dared to lie to you, you can fight back!] I was genuinely grateful to these people, but I couldn’t just say thank you.

“I just rather feel like hurling whenever you show me your fake respect.” “You know, bro, nobody believes we are friends. At this point, I end up not trying to make people believe. Even our colleagues think I am bluffing if I ever mention to them I was hanging out with you. To be frank, they are more likely to believe I befriended a violent lion in the zoo.” I furrowed my brows at his words. “Why? What’s wrong with me? Why can't I be befriended but a stupid lion can be?”

"No. I just don't like pizza." She flinches, proceeding to stare at me like I told her the sky is red or the moon is made of Styrofoam. "Excuse me?" "I don't like pizza." "Who doesn't like pizza?" She whisks her freehand through the air. "I don't know what's a bigger red flag—you proposing a fake engagement plan for us or not liking pizza." "Goodbye, Hannah." I turn and walk in the opposite direction, wearing a smirk that she can’t see.

I haven't regretted it since then. Nevertheless, I forced a small smile, and admitted honestly, because lying to her felt like breaking something as fragile. “Yes, I do have a real friend,” I said and continued, “a real friend wouldn't leave you because of what you cannot give them and they know you can't. A real friend will help you in times of need, a real friend would be happy when you're happy, and sad when you're sad. A real friend is like your living diary. Who do you think deserves that title?”

"Hugo, did you hear that? She told me to think about the consequences. Oh, I'm so scared." Only when she'd had her fill of laughing did she turn back to face me. "Jillian, what makes a swindling fake socialite like you think you can act so high and mighty in front of me?" she asked, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "I'm doing the world a favor by making sure you don't go out and prey on other men." I had completely lost my patience.

Let them think. People tend to leave me alone anyway. Being near me is apparently "social suicide." Like I'm radioactive or cursed or just too depressing to stand next to in a photo. It stung at first. But honestly? I'd rather be alone than be "friends" with the kind of people who chew you up and spit you out for fun. They're all fake. I've seen how they think. I know what they really mean. The betrayals. The petty schemes. The double-crosses behind flawless I*******m smiles. You want to feel sick? Hear someone think one thing and say the opposite with perfect timing. Do it every day for years.

The young Auster seemed insistent, and because I couldn't stand his cuteness of him, I said something that made him widen his eyes for a brief moment before turning his gaze to mine. "Friends, are beings who will be there for you through your tough times.” “When times are tough, they will be there for you. They won't ever leave you, and most importantly, they'll always show you the way. Friendship is about that, Auster.” I guess I used the chance when I saw him gasp to laugh, which caused him to furrow his brows once more. “What if the friends you claim won't lead you in the right direction?” "So they aren't really your friends. You need to be able to recognize genuine friends from fake ones

My eyes slowly grew wide as I stare in the horizon. [Friends are foes. You need to stand all by yourself alone. Friends are not real. Friends are enemies! They are not real towards you. Backstabs you when you turn around. Friends are just your imaginary companion. No one is really in this world other than me and our men. Don't trust friends. You don't need anyone to be with.] Tears starts falling from my eyes because of the painful words that pierces my heart little by little. "How could you say... false things to my friends? Who are you to judge them?" My teeth gritted, jaw clenching.