When U Need A Friend Novels & Stories

I mean, that wasn’t too much to ask, right? Another rule popped up into my mind. Rule number twenty-three... Always support your friends. Because they will probably do the same thing to you as well. Someday, I know that I’m going to be the one who’s gonna need their help and advice and it feels so safe and securing knowing that someone got your back and they’re willing to provide you the support that you needed.

I washed my face and arms in the sink but it's still not enough. Also, no one wants to be my friend and that's horrible. I've never been in a place where I don't have friends, people usually adore me. I need someone to support me, someone I can vent my sorrows to and complain about how much I've hated this day and this place. This is seriously awful.

As I comforted Gabriel, who buried his face in my neck, Gavin squatted down beside us. “He needs you, Mica,” my friend said softly. “More than anything else, he needs his mom. And that’s okay – and it’s okay for you to need help too. You don’t have to be a lone wolf, you know? Everybody needs a pack to survive.” The sound that came out of me was half-hysterical laugh – my poor human friend, who had no idea how painfully his innocent words fit me – and half sob.

My stomach twisted into knots and I wracked my brain to how best to approach this. The startling reality that I didn’t have much friends hit me this morning. I needed someone to talk to, Marcella was a huge no, and I didn’t have anyone else. Does my brother classify as my friend? I inhaled deeply. Maybe there’s no need to overthink this. I mean…he’s an artist. Surely he’s more open minded to the mysteries of the universe. Like werewolves and aliens. “What is it?” He asked, his eyes narrowing. “You want to say something, spit it out.”

I forced out a smile before focusing on making cookies. “My lady, could it be that you are not happy here?” Cassandra carefully asked. I laughed. “I am happy to be here, except that I’m missing something.” “What is that?” “All I need is a friend, to be with me, making memories and having fun, someone who I can meet, and try to express myself to, someone who knows my true personality, who is with me through my happiness and sadness and with me in my time of need. Someone who would stick with me through thick and thin. Someone who would be with me through the good and crazy times that we become a part of each other's lives,” I smiled at Cassandra, hoping that she would understand what I was tr

She didn't have the faintest idea of that. I inhaled the warm air melancholy and took a deep breath. Then I said with contempt, "Friends? Bah, who needs something like that anyway? Do you know how I feel about so-called friends? They are nothing more than freeloaders who only contact you when it suits them. When they are alone and have no one else or when they want something, just to name two examples”.

I don’t need a friend, I can live by myself. “You don’t need to live a lonely life if you don’t want to. I also believe that I can live without friends, of course we can, but it's happier to live when there are people who make life easier. ” I don’t quite understand what he said. How can a scoundrel make my life easier?

“I’m thinking about ways to help out more around here, especially with everything that’s been happening. But I’m not sure where to start or how to be most effective. I want to be useful, not just… another face in the crowd.” I considered his words. “You’re not just another face in the crowd, James. You're the Alpha’s best friend and most impressive of all, you're James Aiden. Maybe…start by being there for the people who need you most.” He nodded thoughtfully and said, “You seem upset. Do you need me now?” I was taken aback and looked at him surprisingly. “Maybe, you need me more right now than my friend does,” he continued. Need him? What was he even saying? I shook my head, holding back te

"I know and I trust you, but such an event is...." "But," I swallowed nervously, feeling a little suffocated like I was being pulled down deeper and deeper into a dark lake, "I'd like to make a few friends this year. They could help me out in the future or something, who knows?" "You don't need a large circle to navigate your way through life." "At this rate, I might have no circle at all." She looked up at me and rushed a hand through her hair. "How many times should I tell you, honey? Kate is your friend and that is enough. Other people don't matter, they will just hurt you."

"What do you mean?" "You don't understand what I said? Is your brain really that weak just because you meet other men? I'm saying that I also want to make friends, the kind that specifically come to pick me up when it's raining, send and buy me clothes, and spend time with me when I'm alone." He said to me seriously.