She My Best Friend She A Real Bad B Novels & Stories

Liam I have no idea what I’m doing or what is really going on, I’m totally blown away and it feels fucking amazing and at the same time, I am scared shitless. This is my best friend who has just told me that she loves me. My kid friend, the one who wore pinafores, pigtails, braces the whole nine yards. Only now she’s not that kid anymore.

Linda's fingers danced lightly across her phone keyboard, and those poisonous words crawled out one by one like snakes. "What are you up to?" I asked, casual. "Nothing. Just chatting with a friend." Linda looked up, smile still sweet and innocent. "She's having a rough time lately. Met someone really awful, just venting to me." "Is that so." I stood up and headed for the bathroom. I'd thought of Linda as my best friend my whole life. I never imagined I was the "really awful" person in her head. "I'm going to the bathroom." "Okay! Don't forget to eat the fruit when you come back!"

he shouted for everyone to hear. “she’s the biggest whore I have ever met. You was never my best friend , the only reason I was your best friend was because I pitted you. In fact I hate you! And I’m gonna make sure to make your life a living hell” he spat with anger and venom.

She fired at him. He seemed alarmed at that as he glared at her, “You can’t find someone better than me. I am the best.” “You’re wrong, Reagan. I’ll prove it.” She said with a determined look, now making up her mind. “Is that someone Felix then?” He asked. “You see him as your best friend, but he sees you differently.” At this, she grabbed him

"She's in my room" The two friends leave the sitting room to have a talk with her "at least she wouldn't act the same way toward us right? She will open the door today and explained why she was treating our friend this bad since yesterday night. More over, no one false her into this marriage, if she wasn't interested from the start,she could have just said it,instead of making my friend miserable " Qasim said annoyingly as Abubakar only glance at him for few seconds and shook his head.

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Mia The day after I told Ava the truth, I couldn't get out of bed. I lay on my back, staring at the ceiling, replaying the moment over and over. Her face when I said the words. The way her voice cracked when she said, "You're my best friend." The sound of her footsteps as she walked away from me in the hallway. I'd imagined this moment a hundred times. In my worst nightmares, she screamed at me, threw things, told me she wished I was dead. In my more hopeful fantasies, she cried, and I cried, and somehow, impossibly, she forgave me.

Ashley pouts, her lips downturned but her eyes giving her away—disappointment and longing written all over her face. "Is the D really that good?" Chelsea asks, smirking over her coffee. "Better," Ashley says without hesitation, her tone so flat it's clear she's not exaggerating. I nearly choke on my donut. Fantastic. Now my appetite's gone. Nothing kills a sugar rush faster than hearing your best friend rate your brother's dick like it belongs on Yelp. Tuning them out before Ashley can scar me further, I slide my phone out of my pocket and open the group chat. My thumb hovers for a second, hesitation twisting in my gut like it always does when I feel like I'm bothering them while they're han

“Wait, Ari. I’m your ride, so let me drop you off.” I scoffed as I shook her hand off, then I shoved at her chest, hurt licking up my insides. Tonight, I also realized that my best friend was never real to me. “Don’t bother, go back in and keep laughing with those guys! How could you sit there and laugh while I was being humiliated by over twenty people? And we’re bestfriends? You couldn’t defend me once?” I demanded, my voice breaking at the end, cause now all the emotions was fully swamping my insides and tonight has certainly been a lot.

“Sometimes I wonder if you’re my best friend or his.” “I don’t care what you think,” she said, waving her hand like shooing a fly. “I want the best for my bestie, and if it’s not him, no one else can measure up. Period.” I shook my head at her confidence. “Come on. There are over a billion men in the world…” She didn’t even let me finish. “And there’s only one Michael Gray who loves you shamelessly and would do anything for you,” she said firmly, her voice loud and annoyingly sure.