Stephen Friend Novels & Stories

However, his childhood friend, Andy, wanted to learn from Ethan and do what Ethan would have done! Stephen’s lips trembled. His friend had taken Ethan’s side. He never would have imagined something like that could happen. Andy gave him a long, hard look before saying, “Goodbye.” With that, he turned and walked away, taking Marcus with him. Stephen watched Andy leave in a daze. First, it was Snow, the woman he loved who left because of Ethan. Now, his friend Andy was also leaving because of Ethan. “No!” Stephen shouted at the sky. At that moment, he doubted himself. Had he been wrong? Why did his lover leave him? Why was his friend also leaving?

I don’t want him to judge me for being so hopelessly and stupidly into an older man and not just any older man, but my dad’s best friend. I usually wouldn’t care, but Brandon is special. Brandon doesn’t judge or make me feel like I’m in a sort of competition at work. He’s my only ally at work. He likes my weirdness, and people like him are keepers. I don’t want him to run for the hills. “Whoever this guy is, he’s a total jerk for putting you through this.” “Yeah, he’s a heartless jerk,” I mutter. “Heartless? I’d say he’s a clueless, self-absorbed jerk,” Brandon adds, emphasizing the last word with a mocking flourish that almost gets me laughing.

I smile placing my phone in my back pocket it this time, I’ll have to be careful where I leave my phone from now on. “It’s sounds nice, I wish I could join you but I’ve got to work” he says before turning back to continue with dinner, I think it’s best for everyone that Austin can’t join us for coffee. “I hope you’re not replacing me with this Jacob guy” he jokes looking back at me for a split second, this does make me laugh where I walk over to him placing my hands on his shoulders. “I can assure you, you’re my only gang related friend” I laugh looking at his face, he rolls his eyes but does let out a laugh.

The voice said. "Thank you, I will get back to you," Stephan said and hung up. He sighed as he plopped down on his leather chair. I had no idea about the relationship between Stephan and the man. However from the way he spoke to the man over the phone, there was a deep respect from Stephan toward the man on the phone. "Who was that?" I asked curiously. "That was my father's old friend and ally, he has been the unofficial CEO of this company after my father was no longer capable of running the business," He told me.

Your faithfully, The Friend

Chelsea Engels I got really surprised when I saw a big mess happening in front of me. Anita, who was very upset, poured a cold soda on Steven, who is now her ex-boyfriend, in front of another girl he was kissing. Anita was crying and angry, and I could tell she was going through a lot of pain.

Before I could say anything Stephen had already barged in. "Hello dear Chris" he said and smiled. If not that he is my best friend I would have killed him since....he's so annoying. "Stephen, you should at least wait to be invited in," I said. "Oh sure" I rolled my eyes. "But why am I always called young Lord ,we are age mates ya know" he asked as he sat. "Why are you here?" I asked impatiently. "You wound me with the way you talk, I heard you killed some rebels. I wanted to see if my dear friend is alright, " he said dramatically, placing his hand on his chest.

“Darling, these are my friends. Ryan, my very best brother and his beautiful queen Aisha” She took composure and smiled broadly. Stretching out her hand to Ryan. “I'm Stephanie, I've heard a lot about you guys” When? I tilted my head to the side trying to remember when I said anything. Stephanie was so sure no rookie in the game. “Well unfortunately your man over here did not say anything about you” “I guess he was just too occupied” She shrugged, looking into my face. “You know he's a workaholic. I apologize on his behalf”

I was never a wine person, but this one tastes nice. “Look, I know it’s not my place to say this, and I shouldn’t get involved, but you are my best friend, and I can see the pain in your eyes. Every time we see a man in a suit walk through those doors, you look to see if it’s him. You can’t be living like that, you either fight for him, or you let him go,” Steph says.

He gave me a glass of water, I drank it, and because of clumsiness the water drip from my mouth but he wiped it off immediately. “Ehem, so sweet ah!” “Ehem there’s someone here. The two of you, don’t you know how to respect?” I looked at the two who spoke, Flyn and John. “Hello!” I smiled at them and was about to wave, but Stephen suddenly spoke. “Don’t smile at another man.” I bit my lip. “Why did you come here? It’s already night! We’re going to sleep!” “Eyy, are you two really just going to sleep??” Stephen’s friend’s smile looks like he’s thinking about something that is not good.