Two Faced Fake Friends Quotes Novels & Stories

I replied flatly, "My family didn't get rich by chance. And what if I lend you a real bag and get a fake one back?" Janet's expression hardened with anger. "What are you trying to say? That I'd do something like that? What kind of person do you think I am? Don't look down on me." We parted on bad terms. That very night, she posted on her social feed, taking a jab at me without naming me directly. [Wow. So I finally ran into one of those fake best friends. Some people pretend to be close to you, but they're actually selfish and full of themselves. Be careful who you trust. Stay away from people like that.]

I heard some people shouting from the crowd and I scoffed If only they knew how rude he is, they won't love him so much "The concept is to act as childhood friend dummy so you should smile" Aiden said with a fake smile "I think childhood enemies would have suit us better, don't you think so rude brat" I retorted "I actually agree with you on that dummy, now don't do anything to ruin this for me or I won't let you off easily" he said and I scoffed We walked into the building and a lady walked up to us "Hi, my name is Laura and I'll be the anchor of today's interview please come with me" the lady said and we all followed her

Not like this. "You are not worried that I'm going to rat you out?" I said it evenly, redirecting before he could settle too comfortably into being right about me. He made a face — not quite a smirk and not quite a smile either. Somewhere in between. "Well, you know." He tilted his head slightly. "They say, keep your friends close and your enemies closer, huh?" Then something shifted in his expression, just a flicker though but it was enough to make me pay attention. "Besides, I am not the only one with secrets here."

I wanted to make him pay even harder. "Did you ever even think of me as your friend at all?" "Friends?" He paused as he slowly rose to his feet with a wide grin. "There are no friends in this world. Only pawns whom you choose carefully to be able to use when their purposes arise." I shook my head at him. "You are so disgusting." It suddenly hit me that Fake dating River wasn't enough of a revenge plan against Axel. There had to be more I could do. Something, anything— to wipe off that smug grin from his face forever.

Another taken at a party from a bad angle, me holding a drink and looking tired with my eyes half closed. The last one showed me in an unflattering dress that made me look heavier than I remembered. The extra caption under the photos read: “She pretended to be my best friend for years, then stole my man out of pure spite. Watch how karma works, ladies.” My stomach dropped fast. Heat rushed straight to my face. I scrolled down through the comments that already poured in. People called me a backstabber. A fake friend. A gold digger who only wanted Dominic for his money.

He was talking to the guy on his left, laughing at something, and the laugh was loud and easy and completely unbothered, the laugh of someone who had never spent a single second worried about whether people found him likable. They did. Effortlessly. Constantly. It was, in Ava's opinion, deeply irritating. She looked away before he saw her looking. Sofia noticed. Sofia always noticed. "Don't," Ava said. "I didn't say anything." "You were about to." "I was about to say that you did the face." "I don't have a face." "The one where you look at something you don't like and then look away very carefully so nobody thinks you were looking at it in the first place."

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.

I simply shrug, unsure myself, as I rarely talk to them, finding them to be a little fake and self-absorbed. “Ooooh hey Lilah” Alyssa suddenly speaks up, flicking her long red hair, “so sorry to hear about what happened” she smiled with such fakeness it must have hurt. Her two friends joining in with the fake smiles “Oh yeah, you must be so devastated” Billie smiled fluttering her eyelashes at me “though I do think Anya and Logan make such a cute couple right?” What a bitch! I’m gonna kill them!! Indie linked, clearly knowing what they were up to…

Max said and started laughing again. "You're crazy." I said joining him to laugh. "If tomorrow isn't the due date then today isn't the do date, keep procrastinating." Max said again laughing. "When nothing goes right, go left." I said joining Max in the diss. "Behind your smile, there's a teeth." Max said. We both looked at each other and erupted in laughter. "Nice one Max." I said as i laughed. "I'm glad I have you." Max said. "To find a true friend is like finding a treasure." I said smiling.

Then these clowns showed up and turned my peaceful drink into a comedy night. Don’t get me wrong, though. I love these assholes. In the world I live in, real friends are hard to come by. Actually, that word doesn’t even exist in the business world. Everyone you meet wants something—your money, your power, your connections. But these guys? They’re the real deal. Even if they act like morons sometimes, I’d still choose them over any of the leeches who pretend to be friends just to use you. My phone buzzed in my pocket. I pulled it out and saw Niu’s name flash on the screen.