10 Things I Hate About Me Book Novels & Stories

I sniff, keeping the tears at bay, and I type - “I hate you, I hate you so much, and I'm done pretending that I don't. I hate you so much, and you hurt me. You were my bestfriend, my favorite person, and you left me. You read my books, the ones I don't share with the world, you've seen the demons between each lines, and yet, you went on and became one of them, you knew my demons and you become one anyway. You knew my achiles heel, and you stabbed a knife through it.

"Then you came back and treated me as if I was just an ordinary person to you. I was so mad. So mad I began to hate you so much more. Do you know how much it hurt me? I hate how you always forget important things. I hate how you easily forgot our first kiss. I hate how you forgot the promise you told me when we were kids. I hate that you're just always following the orders of my dad and not yourself. I hate that you're letting yourself be controlled all the time. I hate... I hate that my father had to force you to marry me and that you agreed to it not because you want it but because it was my dad's order." "I hate you. I hate you for doing gentle things to me and changing my views about you

Why does everything have to be so hard when I finally take the matters into my own hands? I reach the apartment in 15 minutes and as soon as I step foot in my bedroom I break down. I hate myself for coming to New York, I hate myself for befriending Grecia, I hate myself for every single decision that I had taken, heck I hate myself for being born now. It is just too much to go through in just one year of life.

I step inside with a deep, heavy, frustrated sigh. "Maybe it's time to give up this revenge thing," I mutter to myself. "For my own sanity.”

If I wasn't sitting on a stool then I am sure I would have lost my balance due to the level of hatred that was etched in his eyes. I have always been a good girl. All of my life I have never done anyone wrong before, at least none that I know of. I have never been in a relationship until I met Raphael. I have never so much as smoked a cigarette— well, not until recently. I always have my head buried in a book. I was too busy trying to make good grades to ever get myself in trouble so I don't get it. I don't know why or how he could hate me so much. It doesn't even add up at all.

Mikaela POV I hummed while I took my bath in my bathroom obviously I am so happy and excited since it's my first of college today. The day that I anticipated so much has finally began and I can't wait to go school. I just hope that I don't have do deal some annoying classmates.

Finally the voices start to fade away. Dr Ann said it was all in my imagination that people don’t actually despise me. That they had their own problems to worry about and “wouldn’t waste so much of their thoughts on you” but I was right. I was right all along. Everyone hates me….everyone hates me….everyone hates me…everyone hates me…everyone hates me… everyone hates me… everyone hates me… everyone hates me.

At the very least, nature seemed entirely unbothered by our drama. This particular relocation was different, though. I despised it with every fiber of my being. For the first time in my life, I didn't want to go. There was no terrible, off-key car singing this time around. No awful dad-jokes echoed through the cabin, and no one was lecturing me on how to present myself to the world.

'Who made you like this. 'That fucking bastard, Ame Greg Allen, the selfish and heartless monster! I hate him' –Oh baby I don't– 'I hate everything about him…' –Opposite– 'His breath, his voice, his body, his stupid face! That bastard deserves to die and if I had the opportunity, I would slowly ram a chainsaw into that dick of his and smash his head with a sledgehammer!' I shouted angrily. The resentment in my tone was so convincing, I almost believed myself.

The stupidly, arrogant bastard. I got my test results back and as expected, I’d failed the test. Now, I have no other choice than to work extra hard to not fail this course. How convenient. My day was going way smoother than I had expected. It had all been roses and sunshine since I stepped out of the house this morning. ~~~~~ “I hate him, I hate every inch of him and now I’m dealing with this predicament because of him!” I grumbled under my breath as I walked into the house and slammed the door shut behind me.