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A L E X I S The pain of seeing your best friend—the person you've loved since you realized what it meant to like a guy more than a friend—fall for another woman is worse than breaking a bone and feeling every motion; even watching your world shatter doesn't compare because it all happened to be. I broke a bone in kindergarten when falling off a bike, my parents separated when I was sixteen, and I witnessed everything I knew fall apart, another woman take my mother's place, and me being pushed from daddy's spoiled princess to daddy's hardworking girl.

Her right eyebrows lifted, with her eyeballs wide open in an utter displeasing gesture “Why can't it be me” I fired back “What? How can you even say that you're my fucking best friend” “A best friend that has always been there for you, a best friend that was there when your Almighty step brother was ignoring you, a best friend that has never left your side, a best friend that has always had your best interest at heart, it's me Taylor I'm that best friend that has always made sure you're okay, so why can't it be me, why must it be that dude that has made you cry over and over, and over again, he doesn't even love you, can't you see that?”

Then he stepped back, running a hand over his face. I knew, even in my haze, what this meant for him. Dante’s best friend. The family’s most trusted enforcer. Touching the boss’s little sister in a club booth, making her scream his name, carrying her home like a secret lover. In our world, that was betrayal. A death sentence if anyone found out. The room went quiet except for my slow breathing. The alcohol and adrenaline had finally won. I slipped into deep sleep. The taste of him and the feel of his fingers still lingering on my skin.

RING. His phone suddenly vibrated. “What?” he snapped. [“Ohhh—chill”] his friend laughed from the other end. [“Your temper’s flaring again.”] “What do you want?” Loud music and voices echoed through the phone. He was at the club again. Of course. [“Come over to the Eclipse Club. Boss Lee brought in a lot of new pretty girls tonight.”] Matthew exhaled sharply. A full week trapped inside the mansion. A week of confinement and frustration “Fine.”

“Say hello.” “Hello,” she said quickly, still staring. Joe, on the other hand, just looked at Tia quietly, his expression more controlled but just as curious. “This is my best friend,” I said, gesturing toward her. “Her name is Tia.” Tia smiled warmly. “It’s nice to meet you both,” she said. Jane nodded eagerly. “You’re so beautiful,” she blurted out without hesitation. I laughed. “Told you,” I muttered under my breath.

I had saved up quite a lot over time to sustain Tori and I but we would probably need to get jobs which were- and this would probably surprise many people living in the normal world away from the criminal underground- an exciting prospect for both of us. "Yes. You said we needed new outfits for the club, right? Then pick what you'd like." I responded presently, smiling at my little sister who squealed in absolute excitement before pulling me into a tight, long hug that had me chuckling. "Thank you, sorella! You are literally my best fucking friend. Ti Amo!" "You're my best fucking friend too! I love you, babe. Now, hurry up and pick some stuff. We need to get ready to hit the club!"

"You can call me Jun." My best friend was mad at me. My sister left me. And my ex-boyfriend broke my heart when I found him in bed with another girl. I wanted someone I could hold on to, even for a short moment, and Jun was definitely going to be that person, even if we were both drunk-- me being the one more wasted. The kissing resumed and clothes were removed, but the darkness of the room hid our secrets.

we all grew up together, Ammar has always been the sweet guy he cared for everyone " What you did was worst Ammar but you are not the worst person" I squeezed his hand and said in a softer tone. Ammar looked up I gave him a smile I can see the guilt in his eyes. One thing is sure Anam is going to pissed. "I will help you get your best friend back " in response I got a sweet smile filled with pure happiness

The real question underneath the teasing one. “Yes,” I said. “My friend Amanda has been looking after me.” Something shifted in his expression. His eyes moved. “Amanda.” He said the name like he was filing it somewhere. “Tell me about Amanda.” “She is my best friend and she is brilliant and kind and you should stay completely away from her.” He put a hand over his chest. “I am wounded.” “Stefan.” “Does she have big tittied and booty I hope !” “She has a big heart,” I said over him. “And more sense than you and I will never introduce you.”

Tomi was my best friend, Tomi was the girl I loved and Tomi was my brother girlfriend. Before you start judging me like my countrymen who always leap before looking, Tomi was mine first. I was just too scared to say anything. We were friends and silly younger me thought it was completely okay to pretend in my head that we would be together forever once she realized that I was the man of her dreams. It didn’t work out that way for me, it turned out that I was her perfect little sidekick and my brother was the man of her dreams. I can’t even find it in me to get angry at her choice, he is way cooler than me.