10 Things I Hate About Me Book Novels & Stories

“Baby—” “You want me to hate you, but I don’t,” I cut in. “I can’t. Instead, I hate myself. I hate myself because I am completely okay with this.” My throat tightened. “I hate myself because I don’t care that my father’s in prison, and that I don’t ever want him to get out.”

Never ending shivers are leaving my body. He removed his hands around me as I immediately got up. I closed my eyes as I let my tears out. I loathe myself for not being able to save myself. I hate how I got crushed like an ant in his presence. I detest myself more than him. I looked as him in resentment as i said in anger, "I hate your very existence!" I let out soft sob and began to leave as I heard him say, "I know that, No one loves me anyways"

I've lived my life without his kind and I won't start changing my lifestyle now. I flung my phone to the couch and walked up the stairs to my room not caring that I might get a call later. This is sickening. All of these!...I hate my parents for making me go through this. I hate Blake. I hate him for everything that he's worth which is not saying much. I hate the world for even letting me be born. I hate having to deal with all my life's trouble on my own. I hate that I'm so insecure about everything. Like the universe is against me. I hate that I can't tell anyone about my life. Cause they'll leave. Like Fabrico just did. I wasn't even worth it.

I could not seem to move again, it was like my feet were firmly planted into the ground. “What did you say?” I asked him in a small voice because at that moment I felt really small. I felt invisible “I said I hate you. You did not hear me? I hate you, Clara. I hate everything about you, right from your face and your body, and even your name disgusts me. You are such a spoilt, arrogant girl that nobody loves; even your parents don't love you. Even your fated mate hates you. Who is that hated in this world? You ruin everything you touch, every place you enter, you destroy, everyone you know, you ruin”

Time that is usually wasted resting my head in my hands, considering all those aspects of life that I hate. So that's what I'm doing in this particular moment. And because my life is miserable, it takes me a long time. God, I really hate everyone and everything. I hate my stupid coffee shop. It's empty most of the time except for the same five customers who keep coming in every day for some reason I still don't understand. I hate my mom for dying just six months before the world changed, she should've died way sooner. I hate the world for changing in the first place. I hate the whole human race for being so stupid. I hate werewolves for deciding to announce their existence at the worst possi

The world said he did. But then why… The building is covered with night. The majority of the employees are home. The office hums with silence. I work late, faking I am working on reports yet my brain is going round and round. The city is glowing in the windows-- Lights in the dark like veins. I should leave, but I can’t. My mind is mangled and dishevelled. Hatred used to be simple. Clear. Sharp. Now it weighs on, is dimmed with uncertainty.

“You damned bastard, what do you think of yourself? Look at yourself. Who would want to marry you? You are just a…robot, who only talk and do what is in your program, you have nothing like a man who all girl wants, Even if you were the only man in the world, I would still not choose you, you bloody dog face!!!" Angry and red-faced she was still not done. "And now I'm done with you. I was simply joking to your dad cause you always do what you want, you never care what others want, you selfish bastard; you are always arrogant and rude; you need a lesson. But you always make me feel low and belittle and judge about my character. I QUIT”

She even had a better car than me, I hate her, I hate her so damn much. And now... I find she's also the writer of my favorite books! Fuck this! Fuck everyone, I hate my damn life. "Why did it have to be you? Out of the millions of people in this whole fucking world, why did it have to be you? You know how much I despise you? It wasn't enough for you to come back to town and steal Logan, and my friends, my lifestyle, now you have to steal my joy for reading? I hate you, Sophie Patterson. I fucking hate you!" I yelled my lungs out, unaware cameras were rolling, filming, and snapping pictures of me and Sophie.

I faced him, and my chest felt like it was about to explode with rage. "What a jerk you are! I don't mind if I don't get a grade! I would never want to work with a jerk like you!" I couldn't stop myself from slapping him because I was irritated, and my hand moved spontaneously towards his face. His eyes widened as he saw what I did. He didn't expect that from me. I didn't wait for him to say anything; instead, I turned and ran out of the classroom. Speaking causes him pain. He's going to treat me like a dog just because I'm poor? What a jerk! Kian, I'm furious with you! You're absolutely nothing!

he called as he walked in "What do you want?" "I was worried" he said "Why will you be worried? You probably hate me" I said "Why will I ever hate you?" he asked "Well I said..... I said horrible things to you" "If only I could really hate you Brianna, that would have been great because I know you can never love me as I love you and it's probably best to hate you but I can't, I can't bring myself to hate you" he said "You......you love me?" I stuttered