When Your Best Friend Betrays You 소설 & 이야기

That he can lunge at me and knock me clean off the table. But he's not his father. At least not yet. “Let me understand something,” He jams his right hand in his pocket. “You were my friend. I trusted you. I liked you. Maybe I even loved you…but you betrayed me in more ways than one…” Betrayal hurts most when it comes from the people you least expect. But betrayal is also like a frisbee—it always comes back full circle. He stops talking when my feet touch the ground. I straighten up, hugging my coat around myself.

“I knew you took those pills to satisfy him. But I promised myself it would be me, not my brother. I promised Sandra I would help her get my brother back. Everything was going according to plan until you suddenly became the king’s unexpected mate. It shattered me.” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Raymond, my best friend, had betrayed me in the worst possible way. He had conspired with Sandra, manipulated events, and now he was confessing it all as if it were some twisted love story. “Wow,” I said, my voice shaking as a tear slipped down my cheek. “That was a lot, you know. I’m sorry to tell you this, but you just lost a good friend.” I grab my bag and turn toward the door. This time,

he snapped in a fierce tone, but also still screamed a tone of disbelief at all of this. "Go away, Nicolas. I don't want to see you. I've had enough of holding back and being friends with you," Keenan snapped. Nicolas was getting more and more disappointed, it felt like he had never felt this deep disappointment, like being betrayed and this was the highest level of betrayal he had ever felt from someone. This pain turned out to be much more damaging than when he found out Dianne lied and pretended to be a fake fiancee. It hurt more to be betrayed by a best friend of ten years.

"You pushed me into this! You said I was the only one who could handle him. You called me the billionaire’s wife!" She snorted, a mean, sharp sound. "Maybe I changed my mind. Maybe I decided I’d look better in diamonds than you." The air left my lungs. My heart hammered against my ribs, a frantic, sickening rhythm. The betrayal wasn't a concept anymore; it was a physical weight. My best friend—the only person who really knew me—was looking at me like I was an obstacle. "Julie," I whispered, my voice breaking. "Please tell me this is a joke."

he kept apologizing, but it did not take away the betrayal I felt in my heart. My best friend tried to sleep with me without my consent. I trusted him with my life. If I were to tell anyone who I could trust in my time of need, it was Caleb, and he chose to do this to me. He could not even speak with me. The pity I had for him completely disappeared as I turned around and walked to the door. I had to pause as he spoke, “I’m so-” I turned the knob, yanked the door open, not wanting to listen to his sorry, and slammed the door shut as he called out my name.

The world moves around me as I sit down in the grass watching people walk their dogs as the sun throws rays of light across the lush green expanse of the park. One of my best friends betrayed me. Troy betrayed me. James betrayed me. These people I barely knew were conspiring behind my back, and it's also embarrassing and painful.

I asked quietly but he shook his head. “I…I can’t. He’s my best friend….was my best friend. How could he….how could he betray me like this?” He whispered, breaking down in my arms. “Shhh. It’s okay,” I whispered. “It’s okay Ian, it’s okay.” That was a lie. It wasn’t okay. Nothing about this was okay.

And I struggle to breathe, the realisation of how deep her betrayal goes hitting me like a ton of bricks. The hurt burns through me, searing my heart. For years, I had confided in her, shared my darkest secrets, believing she was there for me. But all along, she had been reporting everything back to my stepdad. The friendship I thought was real was nothing but a facade, a cruel trick played on me. I feel like a fool, like everything I believed in was a lie. I can’t do this—I can’t handle this level of betrayal.

How should I suppose to take this? "Why?", a whisper escaped through my broken voice. "You're my friend, no? My best friend", I held his arm when he drove his eyes away. I was already in tears, my eyes were burning. Jay was so right. I shouldn't trust anyone the way I trusted Elson. "Tell me", my voice got rough this time as I darted my eyes on him. "Tell me, Elson. Why did you do this? How can you betray your best friend?"